Chapter 5

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Everything happens not as they are planned as all say. But it is, which is called Fate. Fate brings them closer.

They started to combine their tuition batches. He came to her Sunday batch Physics tuition. They sat next to each other everyday. Mr. Dev started to guess something about them, he made both of them blushed with his treacherous chemistry lines. Mr. Dev was a great teacher, fun and education were his principle. He was more intelligent than he looked. It was cool as long as they would be together.  They joined to a same biology tuition and geography tuition. It was like they were writing their own story. One story.

She saw something in him which was usual to her.. A feeling that she never had felt before.

They used to write their WhatsApp status and about for themselves. Sourav  for only Rashmi. Rashmi only for Sourav. It didn't matter to them who ever had seen, the only thing which mattered was if they understood. But Sourav always wrote lines which included pain, sadness and love.

His definition of love must be started  from enduring pain. And for her it was giving hope and seeing the samething with different eyes. She hated sad endings, sad things, anything which included sadness. Because she always tried to find hope and positivity from it.

One day he wrote, ''I love to cry in the rain because nobody knows if I am crying.".

Her heart ached. Why did he write such a thing? She didn't know.

She wrote," Rainbow comes after Rain."

She wanted to ask if why he wrote something like that. Anyone can call it just curiosity. But it was more. She wants to know him. All of Him. It was like she was dragged into darkness and she was letting it dragging herself.

She couldn't control herself to ask. She wanted his honest true answer. And she believed that he will give.

R: Can I ask you something?

S: Yes, ask anything you want.

- Why do you write that rain quote? Is something wrong with you? Tell me.

He was not sure how to react. But he had expected her to ask something like that. He couldn't be dishonest with her. He liked her. She was his best friend that he had found. They found themselves.

- Nothing ,it's just my thoughts.Would you like to read my stories? And I have a poem for you. Would you?

-Yes.. sure.. why not.

-Okay, then I will give you all of my stories at Biology Class. I want your review.

- Off course. But I am not a reader person. I don't think that I can evaluate your thoughts but I would love to know.

-That's what I want.

Both blushed, they couldn't see each other on mobile. But they could feel it.
She believed that one day he would be able to tell all of what he didn't want to tell her now. One day. 

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