With every step they took towards each other, the love that had never truly left them reignited. They were older now, wiser, and more certain of their feelings. This time, nothing could separate them.
Dhrub took Saira's hand, his heart beating strongly and sure.
Dhrub: "I never stopped loving you, Saira. I've waited for you, and I will wait for you always."
Saira: "And I will always be here, waiting for you, just as I always have been."
They shared a kiss, and the world around them disappeared.
PART-01
Once upon a time, in a quiet village nestled between rolling hills and gentle rivers, lived a beautiful girl named Saira and a handsome young man named Dhrub.
Their paths had never crossed before, but fate had different plans for them.The village was alive with color and joy as the annual festival arrived - music filling the air, vibrant decorations lighting up every corner, and the fragrance of delicious food lingering in the breeze. It was during this festival that their worlds collided for the first time.Saira, graceful and quiet, wandered through the crowd, taking in the beauty of the celebration. She hadn't expected anything out of the ordinary that day, but when her eyes met Dhrub's across the bustling square, something stirred deep within her.
He was standing near a stall, laughing with his friends, and his charming smile caught her attention instantly. Dhrub noticed her too - her radiant eyes, her effortless elegance. In that instant, his heart skipped a beat.Without saying a word, he found himself drawn to her like a magnet. He couldn't explain it, but he knew something had changed the moment their gazes met. At first sight, he felt like he was ready to give her his heart. Saira felt it too, a rush of emotion and an unexplained pull. Though she was intrigued by his charm, she remained composed, hiding the feelings that were beginning to form in her heart.
PART-02
They both went on with their lives, pretending not to care, yet secretly stealing glances when they passed each other. After a few encounters, their paths crossed more often. Dhrub began to notice the way Saira would shyly look away when their eyes met, and the way her cheeks flushed whenever he spoke to her. He realized that his feelings for her had grown into something deeper. She was not just beautiful, but warm, kind, and thoughtful.
One evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, they found themselves sitting together by the village's peaceful river, the sound of flowing water and chirping crickets surrounding them.
Saira: "You seem different, Dhrub. There's something... real about you."
Dhrub: "And you... You have a way of making everything feel like it matters, Saira."
The conversation flowed easily, as though they'd known each other for years, though they were still navigating the waters of uncertainty. Slowly, a fragile friendship began to form between them. They would meet often, sharing stories, dreams, and laughter. But as time passed, an unexpected feeling crept in: jealousy.
Dhrub found himself feeling uneasy whenever Saira spoke of other boys in the village, and Saira, though always kind and composed, could not help but feel a pang of envy whenever Dhrub smiled at another girl. It was then that they both realized that their feelings ran deeper than simple friendship.
Dhrub could no longer ignore the overwhelming desire to be close to Saira. He had to know if she felt the same way. One evening, after a particularly quiet conversation, Dhrub turned to her, his heart racing.
Dhrub: "Saira, I can't hide this anymore. I... I love you. I think I've loved you since the moment we first met."
Saira's heart stopped for a moment, her mind racing. She had been waiting for this moment, though she hadn't known how to admit it to herself, let alone him. She had fallen in love with him quietly, day by day. And now, hearing his confession was like a dream come true.
PART-03
Saira: "I love you too, Dhrub. I think I have from the start, but I didn't know how to say it."
A flood of relief and joy washed over them both. Their love blossomed, and they began a sweet, passionate relationship, filled with stolen moments, laughter, and promises for the future. Their bond grew stronger with each passing day, and they seemed inseparable.
But happiness, as they both knew, often comes with challenges. After completing their higher studies in different cities, life forced them to separate. The distance was hard. The love that had once been so close, so tangible, now felt distant and strained. Saira missed him terribly, and Dhrub, though busy with his studies, couldn't stop thinking about her.
The emotional toll of the separation weighed heavily on both of them. There were late-night phone calls, texts filled with longing, and promises to visit - but the distance was like an invisible barrier between them. They both wondered if their love was strong enough to survive it.
After a long period of trying to make their relationship work despite the distance, Dhrub reached a conclusion. He called Saira one evening, his voice soft but serious.
Dhrub: "Saira, I think we need a break. I don't want us to fade away... I don't want us to lose the magic we have. I think some space will help us figure things out."
Saira felt her heart break, but she knew he was right. Love was not just about staying close; it was about growing individually, understanding each other's dreams, and finding the strength to come back even stronger.
PART-04
After years of separation, Saira and Dhrub had buried their shared past deep within themselves, each choosing to focus on building their future. Saira became a rising name in the world of art, while Dhrub forged a strong career in international business. Life had molded them into adults - stronger, wiser, and a little more guarded.
One evening, fate wove their paths together again at a grand ball party under golden chandeliers and soft orchestral music. Amidst the sea of elegantly dressed strangers, they brushed past each other without a flicker of recognition. Time had changed them too much - or so it seemed.
It was Dhrub who noticed it first - a small, delicate birthmark just at the curve of Saira's neck, a mark he could never forget.
Memories came rushing back like a wave. Would he speak? Would she remember him once he did?
• Destiny had opened the door again. What they chose to do next would either heal old wounds or tear them open once more.
PART-05
Where do they recognize each other?
[Setting: A luxurious ballroom, dim lights, soft jazz playing. After a few drinks, the crowd is relaxed. Saira stands by the balcony, looking at the night sky. Dhrub notices her from across the room.]
Dhrub (frowning slightly, walking closer):
(softly, half to himself)
"That birthmark... it can't be..."
[He hesitates, then gathers the courage to approach her. Saira, feeling someone behind her, turns slightly, glass in hand.]
Dhrub (with a cautious smile):
"Excuse me... have we met before?"
Saira (smiling politely, a little flushed from the wine):
"I don't think so... I'm not great with faces at these things."
Dhrub (leaning a bit closer, gently pointing toward her neck):
"It's not your face... it's that small birthmark on your neck...
Saira...?"
[Saira stiffens slightly, her smile faltering. Her eyes widen, searching his face now, more carefully.]
Saira (whispering):
"...Dhrub?"
Dhrub (soft laugh, half in disbelief):
"So it is you."
Saira (voice shaking slightly):
"I... I didn't recognize you. You look... different."
Dhrub (grinning, a little bitter):
"Years will do that. You too. But some things... some things don't change."
[There's a beat of silence. The music and chatter of the ball fade into the background for them.]
Saira (lowering her gaze):
"I never thought we would meet again."
Dhrub (softly, almost smiling):
"Neither did I. But I guess destiny likes surprises."
[They stand there for a moment - two old souls, tangled in a story that hadn't quite ended yet.]