tales_by_twins
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I met Nikarsh Khurana when I was eight years old.
Not in school.
Not at a family function.
But in a crowded tuition classroom where children came to study and I unknowingly found the boy who would stay in my thoughts for years.
He lived only one lane away from me.
Close enough to see.
Close enough to remember.
Yet somehow, always too far away.
From childhood memories and unfinished conversations to years of silent longing, this is the story of a girl who grew up carrying feelings she never had the courage to name and a boy whose brown eyes became a part of every chapter of her life.
Maybe this is a love story.
Or maybe it's a story about growing up, holding on, letting go, and finding the courage to write your own ending when life refuses to give you one.
After all, some people live miles apart.
Mine lived only one lane away.
Created: 2nd June, 2026
Started: 20th July, 2026
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