There was a girl Ayesha Ahmed who had just arrived in Delhi.
Not because she wanted the city,but because life had already decided her direction.🫵🏻💪🏻
She came from Rajkot, carrying only what was necessary—documents, clothes, and the calm . Delhi was louder than she expected, faster than she was ready for. But she didn't hesitate. She never did.
She had cleared her entrance exam for Fashion Designing collage🌟She had secured her admission in Delhi University.That was enough reason to begin again.
Now she lived on her own.A small rented place. New walls. Not with past .......
Classes were about to start. New schedules. New people. A new routine waiting to shape her days. She had belonged to the arts stream, here to study fashion designing—at least, that's what the papers said.
For now, she was just a girl learning how to exist in a this new city .......
He had been in Delhi for a while.
Long enough to stop calling it temporary.
He lived in a house that never quite felt like home—with people connected by law, not blood. A stepmother who stayed distant. Step-siblings who lived their own lives. A father who had already chosen his side long ago.
kartik Sharma also came Delhi for his future 😊But Jaipur still followed him in quiet ways.
He was studying business and computer science, focused, disciplined, already expected to become something important. He knew how to manage people, situations—everything except himself.
Right now......
They didn't know each other yet.
They didn't know that the same university corridors were about to witness their presence 🫶🏻🫶🏻.That two different lives, from two different cities, were slowly moving toward the same place.
Right now, they were just strangers in the same city.Two pasts walking separately.Two journeys beginning without permission.