Prologue

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Komal meets Hassan in train. she didn't expect Hassan there. she came from Multan to find Hassan in Lahore but she almost gave up as its foolish to think you'll find someone from Internet relying on fate without knowing their address and contact number. she is also meeting Hassan in his timeline when he is 3 years older so he wouldn't have remembered Komal whom he met 3 years earlier online but they both had forgotten the encounter and now trying to piece together lost memories

Komal:
hey, do you remember me?
I know you won't listen
its just
I had some things to tell you
I waited some time to tell you
when I'll meet you
I didn't know when

hassan: I'm sorry. do I know you?

Komal gasps in horror. she lets out a weak sigh and stops talking. she thinks hassan probably thinks she's Mad. she's also not sure how and when exactly they met but she senses a great sense of familiarity from him.
his aura is pink and blue.
its different from other people whose auras are engulfed with darker blue and black silhouette.
she could sense the aura by some ability that she possesses in her family. she always sensed when people loved her and when they didn't.

....
on that night, I woke up. I could feel you waking up on that night
I cried and felt connected with someone
who is far from me
who is inside me
and who I see in my reflection
I know he's the reason these tears are falling
why I am feeling unease when I am waking up in this starry night.

(...)
train rumbles by. leaves rustle. light flitters. people cling to train standers. she grew closer to Hassan who considers her weird. but he is curious about her. she seems different than most people he sees around.
are you queer? he asks.

she looks at him for some time.
no I am not. she says that feeling disappointed in herself.
she could have told Hassan that she's trans that she was once a boy and she fell in love with him as a boy.
maybe hassan wouldn't like me now I am not a boy.

some passengers leave on train's next stop so she sits on the nearby chair. there's room for two. Hassan doesn't sit with her and thinks hard about something.

why this girl is following me? she is definitely trans. is she following me?

Komal senses his aura slowly dwindles and it turns yellow which is sign of suspicion. she is sad she opens her mouth to speak but then she doesn't. she touches her hair and pushes them back gently. she notices Hassan is intently looking at her but she gives and makes a face that suggests camp and disinterest.

Hassan: I should be leaving soon. this girl is weird.
Komal: why does this always happens with me? she pretends she's reading newspaper on phone but its a screenshot and she stares at it for 5 minutes.
when train stops at new station, Hassan moves forward to leave and Komal moves her legs in her chair. she wants to go to him. she is afraid of how he'll think of her. she definitely senses disinterest from him and now regrets why she moved to Lahore in the first place.

Intro:
A flower blooms into silhouette
and the light emancipates the starry sky
your light diminishes and hurts my glow
but where your trails leave I'll go
I moved when I couldn't move
my voice echoed in the voices around the city
I was left and I didn't try to
escape your distance
escape the feeling
one day I knew
this light would reach through
maybe I stay, continue
I knew you'll understand that in my heart
only lives you
and I'll take the help from heavens.
my message will reach to you someday.

Komal is back in her hometown.

Wajeeha: I can't believe sis. you are such a coward.
Komal's mother Elisha: don't tease her. I am sure she'll find someone.
Wajeeha: but he's her soulmate. she always talks about him. I hear his name whenever I wake her up. like yesterday.

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