Destiny’s First Steps

Chapter 3: Whispers Between Hearts The village of Shivdara woke up slowly with the first golden rays of sunlight. Birds sang, temple bells rang softly, and somewhere—hearts were beginning to beat a little differently. Arin sat by the window of his guest room, sketchbook in hand. He had drawn her again—Vaanika. That moment in the temple courtyard stayed in his mind like an unfinished song. “Why does she feel… familiar?” he whispered to himself. Down the street, Vaanika walked to the temple, holding a basket of flowers. Her mind should’ve been full of daily chores—but it wasn’t. His voice… his eyes… something about him stayed with her. “It’s nothing,” she told herself. “I don’t even know him.” But the universe had its own plans. That afternoon, near the village school, Vaanika was helping little kids with their poems when she noticed someone quietly watching from behind the old neem tree. Arin. He quickly looked away when their eyes met. Embarrassed. Later, she caught him again—nea...