💕 Din 1 – Barish Aur Tum
Aarav ko barish pasand nahi thi. Use bheegna, kichad aur bheed se nafrat thi.
Lekin us din sab kuch badal gaya…
Woh bus stop par khada tha, jab tez barish shuru ho gayi. Log bhaag kar chhat ke neeche aa gaye. Tabhi ek ladki — safed kurti mein, haath mein chhata liye — uske paas aakar ruk gayi.
"Chhata share karenge?" usne muskurate hue poocha.
Aarav ne haan mein sir hilaya.
Dono ek hi chhate ke neeche chalne lage. Baarish tez thi, par unke beech ek ajeeb si khamoshi thi — jo shor se zyada bol rahi thi.
"Waise main Meera hoon," usne kaha.
"Aarav," usne halki si muskaan ke saath jawab diya.
Raaste chhote the, lekin us din unhe lamba kar dene ka mann kar raha tha. Baarish ke boondein gir rahi thi, aur Aarav ko mehsoos hua — shayad use barish se nafrat nahi thi… use bas Meera ki zarurat thi.
Agle din se Aarav roz usi waqt us bus stop par aane laga.
Ab use barish ka intezaar rehta tha.
Seekh: Kabhi kabhi pyaar ek chhata share karne se shuru hota hai. ☔❤️