Ek chhote se gaon mein, Ayaan aur Meera ka dosti ka rishta tha. Ayaan ek samajhdar ladka tha, jo hamesha apni kitaabon mein khoya rehta tha, jabki Meera ek khushmizaaj ladki thi, jo khud ko hamesha muskurahat se ghira rakhti thi.
Ek din, Meera ne Ayaan ko bataya ki uska sapna hai Paris jaane ka. Ayaan ne socha ki usse Meera ko khush dekhna hai. Usne apne khud ke sapne ko chhodkar Meera ka sapna poora karne ka faisla kiya. Usne chhote-mote kaam karke paise ikattha kiye aur ek din Meera ko surprise diya: ek ticket Paris ke liye.
Meera khushi se kood uthi. Paris mein, dono ne saath mein khushiyaan manayi, Eiffel Tower ke neeche khade hoke apni zindagi ke palon ko yaad kiya. Wahaan ek raat, jab chandni raat thi, Ayaan ne apne dil ki baat kahi. Usne kaha, "Meera, maine tumse dosti ki thi, lekin ab mein tumse pyaar karta hoon."
Meera ka dil khushi se dhadak utha. Usne Ayaan ko bataya ki woh bhi use bepanah pyaar karti hai. Us raat, unhone ek dusre ke saath apne jazbat ko jiya, aur unka rishta naye rang mein rang gaya.
India lautne par, unhone apne pyaar ko samay dena shuru kiya, ek dusre ke sapno ko poora karne ka vaada kiya. Ayaan aur Meera ne yeh samjha ki pyaar sirf shabd nahi, balki apne sapno ki taraf ek dusre ka haath pakad ke chalna hai.
Aakhir mein, unhone apne sapne ke ghar ko sajana shuru kiya, jahan unka pyaar hamesha chamakta rahega.
Is tarah, Ayaan aur Meera ki kahani pyaar ka safar ban gayi, jo hamesha yaad rahegi.
