Arjun was restless. The past few days of chatting, teasing, and arguing over stories had left him thinking constantly about her. He decided he needed a short trip—just to travel, clear his mind, and maybe find inspiration for his next story. He booked a few days in Ludhiana, a bustling city in Punjab he'd never visited before.
While sipping chai in a crowded street café, he pulled out his phone and typed her a quick message:
IronQuill:Guess what? I'm in Ludhiana! Just traveling, nothing special.
Almost instantly, her reply appeared:
MoonInk:Wait… what? I'm in Ludhiana!
Arjun froze. He reread her message, blinking in surprise.
IronQuill:You… what? Here too?
MoonInk:Yep. Born and raised. Didn't think I'd ever meet someone from here on this app.
The coincidence made him laugh quietly. Of all the cities, of all the people in the world… they were in the same place. For a moment, he felt the urge to meet her. But then he remembered the countless conversations where they had respected each other's privacy, never forcing personal details or meetings.
He typed back slowly:
IronQuill:Wow… that's crazy. But maybe it's better if we don't meet. Let's just enjoy our stories and chats.
MoonInk:I agree. Some things are better kept safe…
Arjun smiled to himself, a warm feeling settling in his chest. The connection they shared didn't need physical presence to feel real. Even from separate corners of Ludhiana, they were part of each other's little world of words, arguments, and laughter.
Walking through the bustling streets, he felt a quiet satisfaction. Some stories weren't meant to be rushed—they were meant to grow, slowly, in trust and understanding. And for now, that was enough.