In their high school's bustling halls, Saranyu was known for her distant demeanor, a frosty facade that seemed to repel any attempt at warmth or connection. Despite her icy exterior, she held a hidden longing, a silent hope for something more beneath the surface.
Enter Rudra, the new kid with a heart of gold. From the moment he arrived, he made it his mission to break through Saranyu's barriers with his unwavering kindness. He went out of his way to help her, to make her smile, but no matter what he did, Saranyu remained distant, her true feelings kept tightly guarded.
Chhaya, Saranyu's childhood friend, watched their dynamic with a mix of concern and affection. She knew the real Saranyu, the one behind the icy mask, and she longed to see her friend find happiness. Meanwhile, Aksha, another childhood friend, struggled to understand Saranyu's aloofness. Despite their shared history, he found himself unable to penetrate the walls she had built around herself.
As Rudra's efforts to reach Saranyu's heart continued, Aksha's jealousy grew. He couldn't bear to see Rudra getting closer to Saranyu, especially when he harbored feelings for her himself. In a moment of desperation, he tried to sabotage Rudra's plans, but Chhaya inadvertently foiled his attempts.
As Aksha's actions threatened to push him over the edge, Chhaya intervened, refusing to let him become someone he wasn't. Through her guidance, Aksha began to see the error of his ways, and he eventually let go of his jealousy and accepted the bond between Rudra and Saranyu.
In the end, their shared experiences brought them closer together, fostering mutual trust, sympathy, and empathy. And as they stood on the brink of a new chapter, they realized that sometimes, understanding and forgiveness are the keys to forging lasting connections.
The story is complete.
If you are searching for something which is not just romance, but emotions and a lot of drama, this is the right book for you.
I'm attempting to write something unconventional, exploring not just the love life of these characters, but their history, their family and their bond together.
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He took a seat by the kitchen counter. With the cream coloured shirt on, he looked so much like, like he belonged here. Like, he was all, mine. I could stand by the kitchen counter and stare at him forever.
How cute and innocent he looks. How can I not be selfish when it comes to such a lovely balloon of happiness. How can I let him go for Tara? I can't. I simply can't.
I served the dinner on two plates and we sat down eating. Every now and then, I kept looking at Abhaas. He's as much a friend to Tara as he's to me, maybe a little more than a friend to me but he's also a friend who wishes to help her. I'm being the low, loathsome nasty human being that is keeping him all to myself while he can go out to help her. How selfish am I?
He's this precious jewel that I'm keeping captive. He's the golden bird in the cage of my friendship. I have no right to take away his right to fly. He should go out, see more trees, play with more flowers, maybe soar high in the sky to reach the stars, his star, his Tara.
Sunshine is something he doesn't need, he doesn't need Ahana. He needs, night... darkness. Darkness that illuminates numerous stars that are awaiting his presence.
A faint voice fell on my ears as Abhaas side hugged me. It's late, he's going back home.
He left the house, the house of first ray of sunshine, to welcome the night, the darkness, the absence of sunlight.
Do read my book
Forever: The cream sweater