Novel - Whispers in the Rain | Part -8 | 13-Aug- 2025

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- 8: Time Doesn't Stop

Neela is back, holding Aryan's hand, but has time stopped? No. Time stands on a cruel sandbank and says, I don't stop for anyone.

Aryan is still not completely well. Treatment is underway, Neela is by his side.

But the reckoning of life seems to be only getting harder.

Days in the hospital

Neela comes to sit down every morning. She has a new diary in her hand. This time, they write a new story together. Love does not mean just being together, love means finding your name in someone's breath.

Aryan is slowly getting better. The fire that gives birth to poetry and gives courage to life returns to his eyes.

Five months later...

Aryan is discharged from the hospital. They have returned to their old flat. Not a new bed, but the old small table,

Two coffee cups on it and a few lines written together from time to time.

Neela has taken a job at a gallery. Aryan has started writing again. Their days are filled with the shadow of love.

New dreams

Neela's dream was to have an art exhibition. She asks Aryan, what if my pictures and your poems can be put together?

Aryan smiles and says,
Then this city will see how the color and rhythm of love come together.
They start working together, Touch of Love: A Poetic Exhibition.

One Afternoon's Pictures

The day of the exhibition. Pictures, poems, songs and a crowd of people immersed in love. Neela and Aryan stand in a corner and see that their love has touched not only theirs but everyone's hearts today.

A young woman comes to Neela and tells her that your poems have brought light to my life.

Another tells Aryan, Brother, you don't see such love anymore!

Aryan and Neela look into each other's eyes. Not tears in their eyes, but self-satisfaction in their eyes.

Time doesn't stop, but...

Love remains even if it doesn't stop. A song, a line, a smell.

And they both know that even as time passes, the touch of their love will remain forever.

The last line of the poem (written by Aryan)

Whatever touches,
remains,
even beyond time,
in a corner of the heart
as a touch of love.

Part- 9 is comeing soon. Thank you all for taking the time to read the post. Thank You all for Your. Love to Everyone.

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