🌸 Under the blue sky
There was a small town, called Chandrapur. The town was not very busy, but not at all quiet. In the afternoon, people would chat at the tea stalls on the side of the road, and in the morning, the birdsong could be heard clearly.
I n that town, there lived a May
🌿 The beginning of friendship
From then on, they often met in the library. Ishita would read books, and Areeb would sit next to her and draw. Sometimes Areeb would say,
— "If the characters in your story were to become pictures, tell me what they would be like?"
Ishita was fascinated
🌧️ Stormy day
But every story has a little storm.
Suddenly one day, news came that Areeb's father had been transferred to another city. They would have to leave very soon.
Hearing the news, Ishita fell silent. She sat by the window of the library and