Whispers of the Heart

The night had passed quietly, but the dreams it brought weren’t as calm. Both Minsha and Abhinav found themselves wandering through hazy, golden landscapes. It was surreal—the kind of dream where reality felt like it had melted away, leaving only emotions and fleeting images.

Minsha walked under a sky where the Sun and Moon hung side by side. She felt a presence near her, warm and familiar, even though she couldn’t see who it was. Turning slowly, she found him Abhinav. He wasn’t a stranger in the dream; he was someone she had always known.

His smile was soft, almost teasing, as he took a step closer.

“You’re here,” he said, his voice laced with certainty.

“So are you,” she replied, her voice steady despite the racing of her heart.

They stood there, the world around them dissolving until only they remained. Without thinking, she reached for him, and he leaned closer. Their faces were inches apart, and the air felt electric.

Then, just as their lips met, her alarm blared, shattering the illusion.

Minsha jolted awake, her heart pounding. The memory of the dream was vivid, her cheeks burning as she replayed the almost-kiss. “What was that?” she murmured, burying her face in her hands.

She shook her head, trying to push the thought away, but the more she tried, the more it lingered. Every time she thought of his face his warm smile her cheeks grew hotter.

“Oh no,” she whispered, touching her flushed face. “This is ridiculous.”

Despite her protests, a small, shy smile crept onto her lips. She was blushing, and she couldn’t stop herself.

Meanwhile, Abhinav had a similar awakening. The alarm buzzed, pulling him out of a dream that had felt more real than any he’d ever had.

He sat up, rubbing the sleep from his eyes, but the memory of her was still there clear and bright, like the first light of dawn.

He chuckled to himself, shaking his head. “A kiss? Really, Abhinav?” he muttered. But the smile on his face betrayed him.

He couldn’t remember the last time he had smiled like this like a kid unwrapping his favorite chocolate bar. The thought of her made his chest feel warm, like the sun rising after a long, cold night.

As the morning went on, both Minsha and Abhinav pushed their thoughts aside, throwing themselves into their routines.

For Minsha, that meant sitting at her study table, surrounded by stacks of books. She had dream big ones. Being the only daughter of a single mother, she wanted to prove herself, to show her mother that all her sacrifices had been worth it.

Her mother was her rock, her greatest source of strength. Everything Minsha did, she did for her to give her the life she deserved.

“I need to focus,” she told herself, shaking her head. But even as she tried to concentrate, her thoughts kept drifting to him.

Abhinav, too, sat at his desk, pouring over his plans for the future. He had always admired his father, a man of integrity and resilience. Abhinav’s dream was simple yet profound: to make his father proud, to one day look him in the eye and say, “I did it because of you.”

But today, even his deepest motivations couldn’t keep his mind from wandering. He leaned back in his chair, tapping his pen against the table.

“I didn’t even ask her name,” he muttered, a hint of frustration in his voice. “What was I thinking?”

Across town, Minsha was having the same realization. She hadn’t asked him anything—not his name, his number, or even where he lived. The thought made her groan. “How could I be so careless?” she asked herself.

But then, a spark of hope lit up in her mind. Karav.

Karav had been there that day, though he had left before the encounter at the fountain. If anyone could help her figure this out, it was him.

Abhinav had the same thought at nearly the same time. Karav was his childhood friend, practically a brother. If anyone could give him a lead, it was Karav.

Both Minsha and Abhinav picked up their phones and dialed his number simultaneously.

Karav, meanwhile, was deep in sleep, sprawled out on his bed like a starfish. His phone buzzed loudly, breaking the silence of his room. He groaned, fumbling for the device before finally picking up.

“Hello?” he mumbled, his voice heavy with sleep.

Minsha’s voice came through first. “Karav, were you at the square yesterday?”

He blinked, trying to process the question. “Uh… yeah? Why?”

At the same time, Abhinav’s name flashed on his phone as a second call came in. “Hold on, I have another call,” he muttered groggily, switching lines.

“Karav, were you at the square yesterday?” Abhinav asked, his tone impatient.

Karav stared at the ceiling, his brain struggling to catch up. “What is this? An interrogation? Can I sleep in peace for once?”

Both Minsha and Abhinav, on their respective calls, groaned in unison.

“You’re useless, Karav,” Minsha said, exasperated.

“Why are you always such a lazy ass?” Abhinav added, shaking his head.

Karav yawned. “You both need to chill. Call me later.” And with that, he hung up, leaving both of them disappointed.

As the day went on, Minsha and Abhinav couldn’t shake their growing curiosity. Despite the dead end with Karav, they both found themselves thinking the same thing:

Maybe fate has a plan after all.

And though neither of them knew what was coming, they couldn’t help but smile, that same peaceful, inexplicable smile they had worn the night before.

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