It rained when you arrived
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Last published Sat, Aug 16, 2025
On a rain-drenched evening, two strangers meet in a lift - one soaking wet, the other
silently captivated. A pressed button. A smile. A handshake. And a few floors that feel
like forever.
As the city blurs behind a curtain of rain, Diya and Arjun are drawn together by quiet
glances and gentle conversation. She's visiting her sister. He's her next-door
neighbour. Neither expected this moment - but sometimes, all it takes is one shared
ride and a little rain for something to begin.
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