The sky transforms into a deep, foreboding grey, like a canvas of charcoal and slate.
In the city streets , Some quicken their pace, seeking shelter, while others paused , gazing up at the sky with a mix of curiosity and concern.
The wind picked up, whispering through skyscrapers and alleys , Trees were swaying, their leaves rustling softly, like a chorus of whispers. Street vendors rushed to secure their wares, while pedestrians sought refuge under awnings or umbrellas.A man came out of the huge building running , many times he bumped into other people still he didn't stop . He just needed to get out of all the chaos happening inside his heart. Shubman told him many times but he refused to take his personal car . He was finding a cab on the road .
Suddenly sky unleashed a torrent of rain , drenching him in a second. He frantically ran to find a shelter , heavy downpour blurred his vision . His legs trembled beneath him and he stumbled , he spotted a roadside bench with roof above and collapsed onto it .
Unknowingly tears welled up in his eyes." Why is this happening with us ? Why ?!
You want me to hate you . yes , I hate the way you behaved , the way you talked but It's impossible for me to hate you ."Ishan's voice was barely audible over the rain.
He felt torn , guilty and helpless.
" Why are you pouring your heart out for a person who even never have noticed your feelings ? Why don't you understand we could never be together ? And it's all my fault . You gave me everything and I gave you nothing but pain . Now you're losing yourself , became like this just because of me . "
Ishan hid his face on his palms.
A hand caressed his head gently , someone was standing in front of him with an umbrella . Ishan raised his face to see the person.
Hardik was standing in front of him , holding an umbrella over his head . When their eyes met , Hardik smiled softly and said ,
" Chhotu , are you sad ? "
Ishan was taken aback after noticing him here. He wiped the tears from his face , cleared his throat and ask ,
" You ... How come you're here ? Is your office located in this area ?"
Hardik smiled , he put down the umbrella near the bench while saying ,
" Chhotu is sad , crying here all alone. So I came here to know who the hell hurt my brother! "
Ishan was confused , he misunderstood the meaning of his words , he asked ,
" Where is your brother ? No one came here before me ."
Hardik smiled and flicked on his forehead.
" Dumbo ! I'm taking about you . "
" But We just met . Why are you kept calling me brother?"
Ishan asked .
Hardik slumped down beside him , his eyes were lost in somewhere far.
" I had a little brother. Who looked similar to you . Whenever I saw you , it's reminded me of him ."
Ishan found something off about his words . He turned his body towards him , hesitantly asked ,
" And where is he now ? In your hometown? Then you can go and meet -"
Hardik interrupted him , he turned his gaze towards Ishan . Sadness was glistening in his eyes.
" Land of stars ."
Ishan was silent , he understood very clearly that the brother Hardik mentioned was actually dead . He felt very bad for him .
" I'm sorry. I didn't know about it."

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A Love So True
FanfictionShubman Gill , a 32-year-old single father , who is a CEO of a multinational company. Ishan Kishan , a 22-year-old graduate works in Shubman's company. Once Ishan met Shubman's son Ivan . Since then Ivan got attached to Ishan.