𝙋𝙀𝙏𝙍𝙄𝘾𝙃𝙊𝙍
◇The smell of earth after rain◇
A holy union of two souls. Serendipity of this union was witnessed by the angels as two completely different worlds collided just like how Petrichor is the result of a collision between water and earth.
The way a moth turns to the flame. The way a crying baby seeks comfort in the warmth of his mother's lap. The way longing eyes satiate at the mere sight of their beloved.
The same way Safwan Yusuf Walizada turned towards the narrow alleys of Abbottabad, just for the sake of his sanity.
And his sanity was there. Right there in the small cottage by the river. Where the people have appetites small but hearts of gold. Teary eyes and a smiley face.
In the same place lived Mirha. The epitome of beauty. Hidden from the outside, monstrous world. She was protected like an infant, a newly born caterpillar.
But what they didn't know was that this time no one could stop the fate. The fate of Angelic Mirha being tied up with the monster himself.
Safwan Yusuf Walizada awaits his redemption in the hands of an angel herself.
𝓜𝓲𝓻𝓱𝓪 𝓡𝓾𝓶𝓪𝓪𝓷
𝓢𝓪𝓯𝔀𝓪𝓷 𝓨𝓾𝓼𝓾𝓯 𝓦𝓪𝓵𝓲𝔃𝓪𝓭𝓪
Assalam o Alaikum amazing people
I am feeling so honoured to be a part of Desi Tadka. A tribute to South Asian delicacies presented by the talented authors. I am feeling so proud to be a part of them.
This is my short story "Petrichor"
A khatarnak mixture of Emotions, sizzling romance and bounded spirituality.
I hope you'll love it.
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