Love In The Raindrops (Slow Updates)

Chapter 4

Gauri turned towards the door and saw a beautiful woman with a bright smile coming out. Saumya held her hand tightly and walked towards that lady.
"She is Anika bhabi", Saumya whispered to her.
"Oh!" 
The lady came towards them and smiled as she said, "Chalo aj barish mein bhigte hain!"
"Anika bhabi,actually she is the girl I had told you about. We would be very grateful if you let her work in your bakery," Saumya said.
"Yeah,you come here tomorrow. I'll tae you to my bakery. We will talk about your salary there," smiled Anika. Gauri nodded her head and clasped her hands together showing gratefulness.

They were in the garden. Anika was excited to get drenched in the rain. But sadly the raindrops stopped. At first it was just dripping but the look of the sky clearly told that it was going to rain. Why did it stop so suddenly? Anika started cursing as to why the rain had to stop? Gauri at first chuckled but then realised that she too was sad. No,she did not want to get drenched but for some other reason. Gauri did not know what it was but she felt extremely sad and hurt. She felt as if the rain had taken away something very special with it. Gauri sighed.

Omkara was going towards his home. It was dripping. He thought he could sleep for a while in this wheathear. He was driving when he got a call. He took his phone and saw it wad his manager.
"Yes,Abhay," said Omkara as soon as he received the call.
"Sir,the Japanese clients want to meet you. They would be waiting for you at the studio"
"Okay. I'll be there in fifteen," said Omkara sadly. Not like he would die if he did not sleep now. But he was desperate to go home. He felt as if his life was waiting there. He chuckled at his illogical thoughts and turned the car. Surprisingly the rain stopped as soon as he turned his car. He wondered why? Not thinking about it much he quickly drove to his studio.

Gauri sat on the stairs of the mandir. She felt happy but still it felt incomplete. Her mother had always wanted to see her working in such a big city like Mumbai. It would have been complete if her ma was here. A teardrop slid down her face.

Omkara was in his studio. He took his clients to the upper floor to show his paintings. His clients were busy with the paintings when he looked out of the window. A temple could be seen from there. It was the same temple he had gone that day. It was not far from his studio. He stared at the visitors who were going inside or coming outside. Among all he could see a still figure. But he could not understand what it was. Maybe someone was sitting there. *sigh*

The clients left and Omkara sat down on a nearby  chair. For some reason he felt monotonous. He decided to paint. He took out his canvas and started painting a scene. He painted the temple and visitors were going inside and coming outside. Among all a very very small figure was sitting on the stairs.

He wasn't able to see who was there. So he just drew a person sitting there in a purple dress. That's all he could see.......

Hello guys,I know this is illogical. The rain stopping because they did not meet and all. This is my imagination amd nothing else.