I sought eternity in your eyes. Now I seek your eyes.
Parth notices light before people do.
Rucha notices meaning where others don’t.
Between office days and quiet weekends, sketches and half-written thoughts, two lives begin to overlap in ways neither of them plans for. What grows between them is gentle, unannounced, made of shared silences, small habits, and the comfort of being seen.
This is a story about how love often arrives without warning.
About the ordinary moments that slowly become essential.
And about the fragile line between holding on, and letting life quietly change.