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In the height of the pandemic, when the world ground to a halt and families mourned their losses, two souls found themselves adrift in the wreckage of their lives, seeking solace in the midst of chaos. This is the story of Anvi and Ahan, whose lives intersected in the most unexpected of ways, weaving together a tale of love, loss, and the resilience of the human spirit. As the pandemic raged on, Anvi and Ahan’s worlds collided. They met, fell in love, and faced heartbreak, all while navigating the most challenging times. This hauntingly beautiful saga is an example of how God has His own ways of making us meet our soulmates when we least expect it.

Anvi, with her radiant smile and infectious laughter, had always been the life of the party. Growing up in a tight-knit family in the heart of Dehradun, she was surrounded by love and warmth, yet beneath her vivacious exterior lay a deep well of insecurity and fear. Her boisterous demeanour often served as a shield, masking the inner turmoil that threatened to consume her.

Ahan, on the other hand, was a study in contrast – a quiet, introspective young man who preferred the company of books to that of his peers. With his gentle eyes and serene countenance, he often seemed lost in his own world, a world that few dared to venture into. Despite his outward appearance of calm, Ahan carried the weight of the world on his shoulders, burdened by the pain of his past and the uncertainty of his future.

Both Anvi and Ahan lived with their parents in different parts of the city of Dehradun. They were the only family members left, having lost everyone else to the gruesome disease. While they couldn’t do much to save their loved ones, they were there for each other during their darkest moments.

Their worlds collided amidst the chaos of the pandemic that ravaged their city of Dehradun. Each had lost their entire families, left alone to navigate a world stripped of familiar comforts. While countless lives were consumed by the merciless disease, Anvi and Ahan remained untouched by its grasp, becoming beacons of hope for their grieving families. Yet, despite their best efforts, they were powerless to prevent the agonizing loss that tore their hearts in bits.

In the hushed corridors of the hospital, Anvi, overwhelmed by the weight of her despair, found herself drawn to the terrace, contemplating a heart-wrenching decision to end her pain. As she stood on the edge of terrace, a distant cry pierced the silence. Descending to investigate, she discovered Ahan, his own tears mingling with hers, both bearing the burden of their unbearable losses. Anvi felt a sense of familiarity in his grief and reached out to him, offering comfort and companionship. They spent the night together, without speaking a word, finding solace in each other’s presence. And yet, in the midst of their shared grief, they found an unexpected connection – a flicker of hope amidst the darkness that threatened to engulf them.

As the sun rose, Anvi woke up first, with Ahan’s head resting on her shoulders. She didn’t want to disturb him, so she remained silent, observing him. Eventually, Ahan woke up, surprised to find Anvi by his side. They stood there, unsure of what to say to each other, when a call from the hospital interrupted their silence. Ahan had to leave immediately to complete some formalities.


Anvi watched him go, feeling a newfound sense of hope and support in her life. Although they didn’t know each other’s names, their lives moved forward together, albeit with empty homes that haunted them with each passing day and every painful memory that surfaced.

Their chance meeting on the terrace was just the beginning, a serendipitous moment that would set their lives on an unforeseen course. Little did they know, it would pave the way for a love that defied all odds, a love that would become their anchor in the storm of grief and uncertainty that lay ahead.

As the days turned into months, Anvi and Ahan, met miraculously reunited in the mountains, found solace in each other’s company once more. As they shared their stories and experiences, they realized how easily they connected, a testament to the bond they shared. Their conversations flowed effortlessly, as if the time they had spent apart had only strengthened their connection.

As the sun set, casting a breath-taking glow over the mountains, the two sat in quiet contemplation, reflecting on their journey. Anvi decided to share the reason she had been on the hospital terrace that fateful night, and as she spoke, Ahan couldn’t help but feel tears welling up in his eyes. He listened intently, his heart aching for her pain and the darkness she had faced alone.

In that moment, Ahan knew he had found someone he would love for the rest of his life. He leaned in to kiss Anvi on the forehead, and their emotions spilled over as they shared a passionate kiss, their tears merging in an ocean of shared pain and newfound hope.

As they watched the sunrise together, Ahan suggested they live together to face the pandemic as a united front. He couldn’t bear the thought of Anvi facing life’s challenges alone, and the idea of losing her again was unbearable. Anvi agreed, and they vowed to build a life together, supporting each other through every joy and sorrow.

In that moment, as they stood together beneath the clear sky, Anvi knew that she had found her way home, that no matter where life took her, she would always carry a piece of Ahan’s heart with her. And as they stood together, their fingers intertwined, they knew that they had found a love that transcended time and space, a love that would endure even the darkest of nights.

As Anvi’s words hung in the air, Ahan felt his heart swell with emotion. He held her tightly, his arms a sanctuary against the storm of doubts and fears that threatened to swamp them. With trembling lips, he whispered words of reassurance, vowing to be her rock in times of turmoil, her anchor in the tempest of life.

“You are my everything, Anvi,” he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper. “I promise to stand by your side, come what may. Together, we can weather any storm, conquer any obstacle. You’ve given me a reason to live, a reason to hope. I will cherish you for eternity, my love.”

And with those words, they sealed their promise with a kiss, their lips meeting in a tender embrace that spoke volumes of the love that bound them together. In that moment, they were no longer two souls adrift in a sea of uncertainty, but two hearts joined as one, beating in perfect harmony.

 Their days together passed in a blur of laughter and love, each moment a precious gift to be cherished. They rejoiced in the simple joys of life – the warmth of the morning sun, the gentle rustle of leaves in the breeze, the sweet melody of birdsong that filled the air. And amidst it all, they found solace in each other’s arms.

Their morning ritual that had become their sanctuary: waking up together, the soft press of lips against cheeks as they exchanged morning greetings, the shared warmth of breakfast preparation in their cozy kitchen. Their conversations, half-asleep and filled with love, had become the foundation of their connection, a reminder of the gratitude they felt for finding each other in a world that often felt cold and uncertain.

Throughout the day, they navigated the challenges of work together, their meetings and tasks interspersed with stolen glances and knowing smiles that spoke volumes about their bond.

At lunchtime, they took turns preparing meals with care, a silent testament to their commitment to each other’s well-being. And in the evenings, as the day wound down, they retreated to their terrace, sipping coffee and tea as they watched the sunset, lost in quiet conversation and shared dreams.

Their routine ended in the evening’s ritual of dinner and dance, a celebration of their love set against the backdrop of their beautifully designed home. As the music played softly in the background, they swayed together in each other’s arms, their bodies moving in perfect harmony as they lost themselves in the music and each other.

As the days turned into weeks and the weeks into months, their bond only grew stronger, their love deepening with each passing moment. They shared their hopes and dreams, their fears and insecurities, laying bare their souls for the other to see. And in those moments of vulnerability, they found strength – strength to face the challenges that lay ahead, strength to weather the storms of life, together.

One evening, as they danced to their favourite song, Perfect. And as the lines ’But Darling just kiss me slow, you heart is all I own,” played in the background Anvi expressed her gratitude and fear. She admitted that Ahan was her miracle, the reason for her newfound happiness, and she couldn’t imagine a life without him. Ahan responded by assuring her that she was the very reason he could breathe and live. He promised never to leave her side and to cherish their love forever. “You are the reason of my being,” Ahan said, “How could I ever leave you? I love you, my love. Anvi, you are the one who keeps me alive. I will never part from you, for without you, I can’t breathe. Just the thought of being separated makes me feel like I’m dying. I love you, Anvi. I love, love, love you.”

As they embraced each other tightly, their hearts intertwined in a love that would guide them through life’s ups and downs, Anvi and Ahan continued to cherish their newfound happiness and the promise of a future filled with love and hope.

And as the night faded into dawn, they stood together, watching as the first rays of sunlight painted the sky in hues of pink and gold. And in that moment, they knew that their love was eternal, a flame that would burn bright, even in the darkest of nights. The soft glow of the sun filtered through the curtains, casting a golden light across the room as Ahan and Anvi lay entwined in each other’s arms. The air was heavy with anticipation, a palpable tension that crackled between them like electricity.

Their breath mingled in the darkness, the only sound the steady rhythm of their hearts beating as one. And then, with a tender touch, Ahan leaned in to brush his lips against Anvi’s, his kiss a gentle promise of the passion to come.

Anvi responded eagerly, her hands reaching up to thread through his hair as she deepened the kiss, her lips moving against his with a hunger that echoed his own. And in that moment, as their bodies pressed together in a tangle of limbs and desire, they lost themselves in the sweet ecstasy of their love.

Their lovemaking was slow and languid, a dance of two souls bound together by an unbreakable bond. Each touch, each caress, was a testament to the depth of their connection, a symphony of pleasure that echoed through the night. And as they moved together in perfect harmony, their bodies rising and falling in a rhythm as old as time itself, they knew that this was more than just physical pleasure. It was a celebration of their love, a sacred union that transcended the boundaries of space and time. And when they finally collapsed into each other’s arms, spent and sated, they knew that they had found a love that would last a lifetime.

Anvi and Ahan’s life continued to flourish as they adjusted to the new normal, with the pandemic slowly easing its grip on society. People began to venture out again, and both of them returned to work. However, Ahan was called back to the office a month earlier than Anvi, leaving them both apprehensive but with no choice but to proceed. Despite the challenges, their love for each other remained unwavering. Ahan fell slightly ill, experiencing only a sore throat, but Anvi was understandably worried. With her love and support, he quickly recovered. As the months passed, life started to resemble its pre-pandemic state, and people resumed their daily routines. One day, Anvi received a call from Ahan’s office, informing her that he had been admitted to the hospital due to chest pain. She rushed to the hospital, her heart racing with fear, especially since it was the same hospital where they had first met.

Upon reaching Ahan’s room, she found him perfectly fine, and they were soon discharged after consulting with the doctor. Ahan joked about the situation, and they both went home, relieved that nothing serious had happened.

Later, that day when Ahan woke up after a nap in his home his world began to unravel before his eyes, a sense of panic gripped him like a vice, squeezing the air from his lungs and sending his heart pounding in his chest. He was with Anvi at home, safe and sound, or so he had thought. But now, as he stood in the empty rooms of their once-happy home, he couldn’t shake the feeling of dread that gnawed at his insides.

Frantically, he dashed out the door, his feet pounding against the pavement as he raced towards the hospital, his mind a whirlwind of fear and confusion. Each step felt like an eternity, each passing moment an eternity of uncertainty.

Finally, he burst through the doors of the hospital, his chest heaving with exertion, his eyes wild with desperation. Nurses and doctors hurried past him, their voices a blur of noise as they tended to their patients. But Ahan paid them no mind, his sole focus on finding Anvi, his beloved Anvi, the light of his life.

“Anvi! Anvi!” he cried out, his voice raw with emotion. But there was no response, no sign of her anywhere. Panic surged through him like a tidal wave, threatening to engulf him in its icy grip.

He dashed from room to room, his heart pounding in his chest, his mind consumed by thoughts of the worst possible scenarios. And then, at last, he found himself standing in a room filled with photographs – photographs of those who had succumbed to the ravages of the pandemic, their faces frozen in time, their eyes hauntingly vacant.

And there, amidst the sea of faces, he saw her – Anvi, his beloved Anvi, her image captured in a moment of despair, her eyes filled with unshed tears, her lips twisted in a silent scream. It was a sight that sent a shiver down his spine, a sight that filled him with a sense of dread unlike anything he had ever known.

No, no, no,” he whispered, his voice barely a whisper. “This can’t be happening. This can’t be real.” But deep down, he knew the truth – Anvi was gone, lost to him forever, her light extinguished in the blink of an eye. And as the weight of his grief bore down upon him like a leaden weight, he felt himself teetering on the edge of despair, his mind consumed by thoughts of what could have been.

He began loudly proclaiming, “This is a lie! It can’t be true. Why is her picture here?” He started throwing objects and lashing out at everyone, shouting Anvi’s name repeatedly. Due to his erratic behaviour, the hospital staff had to give medication to help him calm down. This situation persisted for a week, with his health deteriorating day by day. One fateful day, he sneakily made his way to the terrace, where he unexpectedly encountered Anvi standing at the same spot from that fateful night, the edge of the railing like the first time, her eyes filled with love and longing, her arms outstretched in a silent plea. And in that moment, he knew what he had to do.

 As he approached her, he realized that Anvi was about to jump, just like he had thought she would on that terrifying night. In a mix of relief and heartache, Ahan tried to save her, but he felt her lifeless arms, and in that moment, they both knew that their love story had taken a tragic turn. If they were to die together, it would be a fitting end to their tumultuous journey. With tears in their eyes and love in their hearts, Ahan and Anvi embraced each other one last time, knowing that their story would forever be intertwined in the halls of the hospital and the memories they had shared.

In the end, Ahan’s story served as a powerful reminder that love, in its many forms, is an essential part of the human experience. It is a force that transcends the boundaries of reality and imagination, shaping our lives and guiding us through even the darkest of times.





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