Novel - Whispers in the Rain | Part -7 | 10-Aug- 2025

Touch of Love

Hello friends,

How are you all? I hope everyone is well. I am also well by the infinite mercy of Allah. Like every day, today I have come before you with a new post. Almost all kinds of incidents happen around us. The incidents are often instructive, painful, tragic, and inspiring. That is why today I have come with a story again. I hope you will enjoy reading my writing.

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Part- 7: Letter to return

The snowy days in London seem to slow down time. Neela was sitting by the window taking the last sip of her coffee. Just then, there was a knock at the door. The postman had an envelope in his hand.
The envelope was not ordinary, just like a trembling handwriting from afar.

opened the envelope and found inside:

Neela,
I don't know if you are still sitting by that window. But I have waited every morning, every night.
My poems are not only in books now, your absence is also written in my eyes. Come back. I am waiting standing in the light of the last afternoon. Aryan..

Neela's eyes got wet after reading the letter. No light in this city can stop her anymore.

Neela packed her bag. With the money she had saved, a dowry, and the blue notebook sent by Aryan, she quietly booked a flight back to Dhaka. She said in her mind,
"You wait, Aryan, this time I am coming back as the shadow of your poem."

The first morning of her return to Dhaka,

The warm breeze of Dhaka city seemed to say to her
"Welcome, you are back!"

As soon as she got off the airport, she decided on the destination as Dilkusha's old library. There was the first meeting, the first poem, the first sign of love. But...
When she reached the library, an old doorman saw her and said,

"Girl, are you looking for Aryan Sahib?"

Neela was surprised and said, do you know me? Yes, mother. He used to come and sit here every day. But it has been 10 days, and he has not come anymore. Why?

The old doorman took a breath and said, he is sick and admitted to the hospital. No one comes, he just holds a notebook in his chest.

Tears came to Neela's eyes. She said, where can I find him?

The old doorman said that maybe he is still lying in the hospital bed, groaning and that notebook is in his chest!

When Neela reaches the hospital, it is evening. Aryan is lying with his eyes closed. The notebook on his chest was as big as it could be, where it was written "Touch of Love".

Neela quietly sits next to him and says, "You said you would come back... I have come, now wake up."

Aryan opens his eyes, tears in his eyes, but a smile on his lips, and says, "Have you really come? Or am I dreaming inside a poem?"

Neela holds his hand. He says,

"I have come because of your touching words...

Now let's go, let's write together,
the story of 'Touch of Love', from the beginning."

Small poem (in Neela's voice)

"I have come back,
with every line written waiting for you on my body.
This time I will be,
a permanent chapter in your story."

Part -8 Coming soon. Thank you all for taking the time to read the post. Thank You all for Your. Love to Everyone.

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