It was a quiet afternoon at Kolkata.Dark clouds filled the sky, and soon, heavy rain began fall.
A boy named Aryan was standing at a bus stop, trying to stay dry. Suddenly, a girl rushed in, completely drenched he hair
dripping with rain. She smiled shyly and
Stood beside him.
"Forget your umbrella ?'asked Aryan
She laughed softly. I thought it wouldn't rain
today".
That was the beginning.
Every day after that , they started meeting
at the same bus stop - somthing planned ,
Somthing by the chanco they
talked about everything drems,fears,and favourite song and silly jokes.
One bay , the girl , Meera didn't come.
Aryan waited.... and waited.... But she never
Slowed up.
Day passed. The bus felt empty without
her laughter
That one evening , the rain started again
Meera appeared.
I had to go away after few days ," she said
Softly
Aryan smiled, but his voice was serious.
"I realized somthing .... I don't like this place
Without you"
Meera looked into his eyes, her cheeks
Slightly pink.
Then don't stay here without me," she
replied .
The rain poured harder, but neither of them
moved.
Under the tiny shelter . in the middle of the
rainy Kolkata evening . two hearts finally understood what words couldn't fully stay.
And from that day on. the rain was never just rain again...lt was their story .