Rainy Promises - kareena

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Next morning, Haseena arrived at college with a noticeable excitement in her steps. She felt a wave of happiness wash over her, excited about another chance to see Karishma again. Yet, beneath this happiness, there was a touch of sadness. Today was the third day since meeting Karishma, and in just four more days, her father would return. His presence always brought a cloud of darkness into her life. She couldn't help but worry about what would happen then. Would she have to hide her true self once more?

Walking through the college, Haseena was amazed at how much she had changed in such a short time. It was almost unbelievable how someone's presence could make such a huge difference. Only three days ago, her life was a dull routine. She woke up every day feeling empty and went to bed with the same emptiness. There was nothing in her life that brought her joy or excitement.

But now, everything felt different. Now, she woke up with the anticipation of meeting Karishma. On her way to college she felt a mix of nervousness and excitement, thinking about what she would say to her and how she would feel seeing her again. Her heart, once so empty, now overflowed with emotions. At the end of the day, she found herself replaying every moment spent with Karishma, cherishing each smile and every word they exchanged.

It was true life could change in an instant. Sometimes, a single moment could turn your world upside down and replace the old with something new. And sometimes, it took years or even a lifetime to bring that change. For Haseena, it had taken just three days. Three days to transform her life from a dull existence into one filled with hope.

Haseena couldn’t help but smile. She knew she would see Karishma soon, and that thought alone was enough to brighten her day. Whatever the future held, she was grateful for these moments of happiness. Karishma had brought light into her darkness, and for that, she felt incredibly thankful for that.

As Haseena was walking through the corridor, she was thinking about Karishma, She was looking forward to seeing her again, hoping for another day of smiles and conversations. But she stopped as her gaze fell on Karishma, this was the second time she saw her in this college after that rainy day, her heart sank. Karishma was sitting alone, tears streaming down her face.

A rush of concern and fear gripped Haseena. What happened to her? Why is she crying? Did someone say something to her? Was she bullied? A thousand questions raced through Haseena's mind, each one more troubling than the last.

She wanted to run to Karishma, to comfort her and find out what was wrong. But she knew she had to be careful. Their interactions needed to stay discreet, especially in a place where people could be watching and mostly the one her would be husband.

Haseena's heart ached as she watched Karishma wipe her tears, trying to pull herself together. It took all of Haseena's self control not to rush over to her. Instead, she told herself that she would check on Karishma after college. She had to be patient, as much as it pained her to wait.

For the rest of the day, Haseena couldn't concentrate on her work properly. Her thoughts kept drifting back to Karishma, and the image of her tear-streaked face troubled her. She couldn't shake the worry griping  her heart.
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After the college day ended, Haseena quickly wrapped up her work, her mind focused solely on finding Karishma to make sure she is okay. She needed to know what had happened to her and why she was crying. As she exited the office, her heart pounding with urgency, she saw Arman walking from front with some of his friends. Panic surged through her. The last thing she needed was an interaction with him.

Quickly, she turned around and began walking in the opposite direction, hoping to avoid him. But just as she turned, she saw Karishma coming from the opposite direction. "God yeh aaj hi yeh hona ta, aj say phely nae dakha Karishma ko aaj baar baar samny aa rahi han aur wo bi arman bi same jaga." A thought cross her mind and a wave of tension washed over her. Her mind raced with a million thoughts.