TUMHE BAARISH BARA YAAD KARTI HAI <3 || SWARNALI
The monsoon in Kasauli had a rhythm of its own-gentle, soothing, yet hauntingly melancholic. Sitara sat by her window, her fingers tracing the raindrops racing down the glass. The rain wasn't just a season for her; it was a bridge to a past she couldn't let go of, a melody that brought with it memories of someone she...