Raindrops and Random Texts
Some strangers leave an unforgettable warmth in the middle of a cold rain.
The rain was falling again — soft, persistent, familiar.
Ananya sat by the window, hugging a steaming mug of chai like it was the only source of comfort.
Outside, the city shimmered under grey skies.
Inside, her thoughts wandered.
Back to that one day. That one stranger.
It had been weeks… but somehow, today — in this rain — she could feel it all over again.
She shut her eyes, and just like that…
The downpour was merciless that day. Her umbrella had given up halfway, and her hair clung to her cheeks in wet curls.
She had ducked into a random café near the station — heart racing, jeans soaked.
It was warm inside. Quiet jazz played in the background. Only a few people around.
That’s when she saw him — already seated by the window, sipping black coffee, staring into the same rain she was running from.
Their eyes met for the briefest moment
She sat at the table next to his.
Just two strangers. Two coffees. And a storm between them.
He glanced at her — that smile, half-curious, half-playful.
Stranger
Mumbai rains really know how to test people, huh?
Ananya Roy FL
[laughing softly] And umbrellas. Mine died a brave death.
Stranger
May it rest in peace.
She chuckled, and just like that — the awkwardness melted.
For the next thirty minutes, they talked. Not about names, not about where they were from, or what they did.
Just… life. Dreams. Regrets. Rain
Ananya Roy FL
Isn’t it weird how strangers can feel safer than friends sometimes?**🤔🤔**
Stranger
Maybe that’s because strangers don’t expect anything. No labels. No past. **😌**
Ananya Roy FL
Just this moment.
He had paid for both coffees when he left — with just a small note scribbled on the tissue beside her cup:
"Some moments are better nameless."
She never asked his name.
He never asked hers.
No numbers. No promises.
Only a question that had stayed with her since:
The thunder outside shook her out of the memory.
Ananya sighed, placing her cup on the table.
She opened her laptop — aimlessly scrolling. Her heart still a little heavy, a little curious.
A notification blinked.
AnonymousChat App – 1 New Message
She blinked. She barely used that app anymore.
Ananya Roy FL
**Heart skipped**
Ananya Roy FL
**She clicked**
She froze.
What were the odds?
Ananya Roy FL
Who is this? **💬**
Ananya Roy FL
**Eyes widened**
**Her fingers trembled**
Author’s note:
Ananya chats under the username "DreamChaser".
Author
Did you feel the spark between him and Ananya?
Their connection has only just begun... 💭
Tell me in the comments what you think is going to happen next!
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