Riya aur Aarav ki kahani ek chhoti si galti se shuru hui thi.
Ek din, Riya ko ek unknown number se message aaya—
"Hey, kal milna mat bhoolna ❤️"
Riya hairaan reh gayi. Usne reply kiya, "Sorry, galat number."
Par saamne se aaya, "Shayad number galat hai… par baat sahi lag rahi hai."
Yahin se shuru hui unki ajeeb si dosti.
Roz baatein hone lagi—pehle formal, phir hasi-mazaak, phir personal. Riya ko Aarav ki simplicity pasand aane lagi, aur Aarav ko Riya ki honesty. Unhone kabhi ek dusre ko dekha nahi tha, par phir bhi dono ek dusre ke din ka sabse zaroori hissa ban gaye.
Ek din Aarav ne kaha,
"Kya hum mil sakte hain?"
Riya thodi dari hui thi, par usne haan kar diya.
Jab woh café mein mile, dono kuch seconds tak bas ek dusre ko dekhte rahe. Jaise saari baatein aankhon se ho gayi ho.
Us din ke baad, unki kahani aur gehri ho gayi. Long walks, late-night calls, chhoti-chhoti ladaiyan, aur phir manana—sab kuch perfect lag raha tha.
Par zindagi hamesha simple nahi hoti.
Aarav ko achanak ek job offer mila—dusre sheher mein. Bohot bada mauka tha. Riya chahti thi ki woh ruk jaaye… par usne kabhi kaha nahi.
Aarav ne pucha,
"Agar main chala gaya toh… tum rukogi?"
Riya muskurai, par aankhon mein aansu the,
"Main hamesha yahin rahungi… tumhari yaadon mein."
Aarav chala gaya.
Pehle calls roz hote the, phir kam, phir sirf messages… aur dheere dheere woh bhi khatam ho gaye.
Saal beet gaye.
Ek din Riya wapas usi café mein baithi thi, jahaan sab shuru hua tha. Tabhi kisi ne peeche se kaha,
"Kal milna mat bhoolna ❤️"
Riya ne mudkar dekha—Aarav.
Dono muskura diye. Jaise waqt ruk gaya ho.
Aarav bola,
"Shayad kahani adhoori reh gayi thi… kya ise phir se likhein?"
Riya ne dheere se haan mein sir hila diya.
Aur is baar, unhone decide kiya—
galti se shuru hui kahani ko, jaan-bujhkar poora karna hai.