𝙃𝙖𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙞 𝘼𝙙𝙝𝙪𝙧𝙞 𝙠𝙖𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙞

Two souls, two lives, two extremes of existence

She was mischief wrapped in sweetness,
The girl who painted every hallway of the school with her brightness,
The one whose giggles were remembered long after the day ended.
People said she was the kind of joy you don't forget,
The kind of light that even shadows bowed to.

He was the enigma, the untouchable,
The boy with cold eyes and a sharper tongue,
The one every heart ached for, yet feared to reach.
He was the thrill no one dared to claim,
The heartbreak every girl still dreamt of.

And then-
Their worlds collided.
Not in a planned, gentle way,
But like fire meeting ice,
Like destiny laughing at its own script.

They fought, they teased, they resisted.
But love? Love was merciless.
It crept in, slow and stubborn,
Until even the storm softened for the sunshine,
And even the sunshine found her calm in the storm.

For a moment in time,
It felt like the world had bent its rules.
They weren't two people anymore-
They were one soul in two bodies,
Breathing the same ache,
Dreaming the same dream.

But the world...
The world doesn't forgive such lovers.
It doesn't allow opposites to stay stitched together.
History had warned them-
Radha and Krishna loved,
But they were never allowed a forever.

And history repeated itself.

He walked away.
Just like Krishna had walked away once upon a time,
Silent, merciless, leaving behind only memories.
And she became Radha once more,
Living not with him,
But with the ghost of him,
With the fragrance of a love
That was too pure to survive this world.

Ruhanika, the girl everyone adored,
Now carried a smile stitched with pain.
Hridav, the boy who owned every heart,
Now lived as if untouched, unbroken-
But somewhere, somewhere in his silence,
He still carried her name.

Because some stories don't have a happily ever after.
Because some stories aren't written to be completed.
Because some love is so eternal,
It was never meant for this lifetime.

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