Nikhil never imagined that a wrong number could lead to a profound connection. It was never love at first sight, but rather a chance encounter during a lonely, difficult phase in his life. He had just lost a close friend, and the emptiness was overwhelming. One day, he received a call from an unknown number. Truecaller identified the caller as "Nikhila." Curious, and perhaps in need of a distraction, he picked up the call.
It was indeed a wrong number. But something about the conversation made neither of them want to hang up. They talked, and somehow, the connection was instant. They shared the same vibe, both hailing from different cities in Kerala. What started as a mistake soon blossomed into a beautiful friendship. Over the next six months, they spoke every day, building a bond that felt deeper than anything Nikhil had experienced before. They never exchanged photos, believing in the idea that beauty lies in the eye of the beholder.
Nikhil found himself falling for Nikhila, but he never voiced his feelings. Unbeknownst to him, she felt the same way. Despite the distance and their separate lives, they were inseparable over calls and chats. Finally, they decided it was time to meet.
As the day of their meeting in Kochi approached, Nikhil's excitement was tinged with a strange sense of unease. Lately, Nikhila had been slightly distant, and he couldn’t shake the feeling that something was wrong. They agreed to meet at a quiet café by the water, a place that seemed perfect for their first face-to-face encounter.
Nikhil arrived early, his heart pounding with a mix of nerves and excitement. He was filled with a deep sense of contentment, eager to meet the woman who had become such an integral part of his life. When Nikhila arrived, he recognized her instantly, even though they had never met. Her presence felt familiar, as if they had known each other for years. She smiled at him, but there was a sadness in her eyes that he couldn’t ignore.
They talked for hours, as they always did, but something felt different. There was a heaviness in the air, a weight that neither could shake. Finally, Nikhil asked her what was wrong. Nikhila looked down at her hands, and after a long pause, she revealed the truth.
She had been diagnosed with cancer, and it was in its final stage. Nikhila had known for some time, but she didn’t want to burden Nikhil with her pain. She cherished their friendship and didn’t want it to be overshadowed by the tragedy that had befallen her.
Nikhil was shattered. The world he had built around their relationship seemed to collapse. He couldn’t comprehend why fate would be so cruel, bringing them together only to tear them apart. He held Nikhila’s hand, his heart breaking as he realized just how much he loved her.
They spent the rest of the day together, creating memories that Nikhil would treasure forever. They talked about everything, as they always did, but there was an unspoken understanding that this might be their last time together.
As the sun set over the water, Nikhila told Nikhil that she had to leave. She didn’t want him to see her suffer, to watch her fade away. She wanted him to remember her as she was—full of life and love, not as someone who was slowly dying.
Nikhil watched her walk away, her figure fading into the distance. He knew he would never see her again, but he also knew that she would always be a part of him. The love they had shared, brief as it was, had changed him forever.
Weeks passed, and one day, Nikhil received a final message from Nikhila’s sister. Nikhila had passed away peacefully, surrounded by her family. She had left a note for Nikhil, telling him that she loved him and was grateful for the time they had spent together.
Nikhil was heartbroken, but he knew he had to move on and live the life that Nikhila would have wanted him to. He kept her memory alive in his heart, finding solace in the knowledge that their connection, however brief, was something beautiful that would never fade, even with time.
It was indeed a wrong number. But something about the conversation made neither of them want to hang up. They talked, and somehow, the connection was instant. They shared the same vibe, both hailing from different cities in Kerala. What started as a mistake soon blossomed into a beautiful friendship. Over the next six months, they spoke every day, building a bond that felt deeper than anything Nikhil had experienced before. They never exchanged photos, believing in the idea that beauty lies in the eye of the beholder.
Nikhil found himself falling for Nikhila, but he never voiced his feelings. Unbeknownst to him, she felt the same way. Despite the distance and their separate lives, they were inseparable over calls and chats. Finally, they decided it was time to meet.
As the day of their meeting in Kochi approached, Nikhil's excitement was tinged with a strange sense of unease. Lately, Nikhila had been slightly distant, and he couldn’t shake the feeling that something was wrong. They agreed to meet at a quiet café by the water, a place that seemed perfect for their first face-to-face encounter.
Nikhil arrived early, his heart pounding with a mix of nerves and excitement. He was filled with a deep sense of contentment, eager to meet the woman who had become such an integral part of his life. When Nikhila arrived, he recognized her instantly, even though they had never met. Her presence felt familiar, as if they had known each other for years. She smiled at him, but there was a sadness in her eyes that he couldn’t ignore.
They talked for hours, as they always did, but something felt different. There was a heaviness in the air, a weight that neither could shake. Finally, Nikhil asked her what was wrong. Nikhila looked down at her hands, and after a long pause, she revealed the truth.
She had been diagnosed with cancer, and it was in its final stage. Nikhila had known for some time, but she didn’t want to burden Nikhil with her pain. She cherished their friendship and didn’t want it to be overshadowed by the tragedy that had befallen her.
Nikhil was shattered. The world he had built around their relationship seemed to collapse. He couldn’t comprehend why fate would be so cruel, bringing them together only to tear them apart. He held Nikhila’s hand, his heart breaking as he realized just how much he loved her.
They spent the rest of the day together, creating memories that Nikhil would treasure forever. They talked about everything, as they always did, but there was an unspoken understanding that this might be their last time together.
As the sun set over the water, Nikhila told Nikhil that she had to leave. She didn’t want him to see her suffer, to watch her fade away. She wanted him to remember her as she was—full of life and love, not as someone who was slowly dying.
Nikhil watched her walk away, her figure fading into the distance. He knew he would never see her again, but he also knew that she would always be a part of him. The love they had shared, brief as it was, had changed him forever.
Weeks passed, and one day, Nikhil received a final message from Nikhila’s sister. Nikhila had passed away peacefully, surrounded by her family. She had left a note for Nikhil, telling him that she loved him and was grateful for the time they had spent together.
Nikhil was heartbroken, but he knew he had to move on and live the life that Nikhila would have wanted him to. He kept her memory alive in his heart, finding solace in the knowledge that their connection, however brief, was something beautiful that would never fade, even with time.
It is completely fictional by the by!
I am not at all superstitious. But loves horror, suspense and thriller
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