"मैं परिंदा हूँ तू है सितारा मैं अपना आसमान चुनु तू अपना आसमानमैं" ｡‧˚ʚ🍓ɞ˚‧｡⋆ ───────── ⋆｡‧˚ʚ🍓ɞ˚‧｡ 𝐀𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐪 𝐓𝐞𝐫𝐚 ~ 𝐊𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐦𝐢𝐫 𝐌𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐓𝐮 𝐊𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐢 He is from Kashmir. Chaos is his mother tongue. He feels like warm Kashmiri chai on a freezing morning. Slow. Comforting. Deceptively strong. She is from Kanyakumari. Loud, expressive, dramatic in the best way possible. She smells like fresh mallipoo and chaos. Fire wrapped in bangles and sarcasm. When they meet, sparks do not fly. Storms do. ꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ───────────── ꒰ა ☆ ໒ They argue about everything. Language. Food. Weather. Music. Who makes better chai. Who has better beaches. He calls her "too much." She calls him "too boring." He rolls his eyes. She rolls up her sleeves. Hair pulling. Endless roasting. Cold wars in the corridor. Unspoken concern hidden behind sarcastic comments. But somewhere between college corridors and cultural festivals, between snowfall stories and sunset confessions, something shifts. Because sometimes chaos needs calm. And sometimes calm needs a little chaos to feel alive. But destiny is stubborn. And love, even more so.

What happens when you get paired with your ex boyfriend to host one of your school's more important feast ?! Life has the strangest ways of bringing people back together. And in their story, perhaps, it was the work of destiny and rain. ────۶ৎ──── 𝐑𝐮𝐡𝐚𝐧 ★ 𝐀𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐚 We all live on hope. Hope that tomorrow will be better than today, hope that everything will eventually fall into place. And these two have lived on that same feeling. Hoping that their love is stronger than their egos. Hoping that, one fine day, they will find their way back to each other, right where they belong. "𝘐𝘧 𝘸𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦, 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘺?" - 𝘈𝘮𝘢𝘺𝘢 𝐘𝐚𝐬𝐡 ★ 𝐕𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐚 Some meetings are accidental. Some are destined. And some begin as nothing more than a passing moment, only to slowly become something you never expected, yet never want to let go of. Maybe their meeting was just a coincidence. Or maybe it was fate quietly bringing two people together, long before they even knew they were meant to cross paths. "𝘔𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 𝘸𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘸𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘵."- 𝘠𝘢𝘴𝘩 ⟡ ˙ ̟───────── ⟡ ˙ ̟────────── ⟡ ˙ ̟ Because perhaps that is how destiny works. It lets people wander through different roads, cross paths when they least expect it, and somehow brings them back to the people they were always meant to find. 𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙚𝙣𝙙, 𝙬𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙖𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙩𝙤 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙬𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜.