The second & last book in the Aadhya series.

Aadhya, a name which doesn't need an introduction, still I wrote a few lines for her.

Aadhya:

She is a wildflower in a dessert...
No one touched her soul...
Yet she was ruined...
She is a blooming flower with a withered bud...
Soft petals with sharp thorns..
The brightest flower with the darkest secrets...
Rain can't make her bloom... Heat can't make her die...
She doesn't crave the sun, she never fell for the moon... Stars are not her choice...
The common path is not for her... She walked on the thorns all her life...
Smile is a dream to her... love is not in her dictionary... Happiness is never meant for her...
There is a burning fire in her heart and gushing water in her eyes...

She is that wildfire ready to burn everything into ashes...

Shourya:

He is a lonely ship on the sea, searching for the shore, drowning in the water...
He sleeps under the blanket of a starry sky... On the bed called water...
Nature is his mother... the sky is his father...
He is the comfort of the night after a long, tiring day...
He is the solace of a sunny day after a long rainy season...
He is the brightest star on the darkest night...
He is that one raindrop that kissed the thirsty soil...
He is the first ray of sun that hugged the lonely earth...
Smile is his weapon... Love is his hope... he is habituated to finding happiness in little things...
He doesn't fear fire, and he is not afraid of water after traveling in water all his life...

He is that calm and gentle breeze, ready to calm the burning fire...

She is a shell without a pearl...
He is the pearl ready to string on a chain...

She is a wilting plant...
And he is the soil that supports the plant to stand still...

She is an incomplete painting...
He is the color on her canvas, ready to paint his love...

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- Shivani 

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