Nikita stood by the glass, arms crossed, watching the monsoon unfold over Mumbai’s skyline. The air was thick with the scent of wet earth and something else—anticipation. Behind her, Salim leaned against the doorframe, silently watching her. Her silhouette, outlined…
The monsoon had arrived in the city like a long-lost lover—sudden, wild, and irresistible. The rain painted the streets in glistening black, the scent of wet earth filling the air like a whispered promise. Afreen stood by the tall French…
The storm outside was wild, dancing against the windows of Ruhan’s family’s old hilltop bungalow. The scent of rain and wet earth filled the air, rich and intoxicating, much like the tension between him and Rehena. She stood by the…
The sky had been brooding all evening, clouds swelling with the kind of promise that could only end in thunder. The first drops began falling just as Priya stepped onto the balcony of her quiet Goa rental. She welcomed them,…
The lights of Kolkata flickered in the distance, blurred by the monsoon mist that clung to the windows like secrets refusing to fade. Inside the quiet apartment on the tenth floor, the silence was thick—charged, expectant. Payel stood by the…
The monsoon had arrived early in the hills that year, and with it, came a storm Rihan hadn’t prepared for—Diya. She stepped into the villa’s warm glow, rain clinging to her like a second skin. Her eyes scanned the living…
The storm had rolled in faster than expected, sweeping over the city with a growl of thunder and sheets of silver rain. Khushi stood beneath the small canopy outside Imran’s apartment building, arms crossed, slightly trembling—not from cold, but from…
The city hummed quietly beneath the veil of night, its noise muted by the late hour. In the soft amber glow of Mahi’s apartment, everything felt slower… heavier… like the world had decided to take a breath and watch what…
The clock struck midnight, but Riya was wide awake. The soft hum of the city below her 15th-floor apartment had long faded into the background, replaced by the sound of her own heartbeat—steady but louder than usual. She stood by…
The power cut out just as Puja stepped out of the shower, wrapping herself in nothing but a towel. A sudden hush fell over the apartment—the low hum of the air conditioner gone, the ceiling fan stilled. The only sound…
