They met at a railway station when they were ten. Rayana had missed her train. Aarav offered her a chocolate and said, "Trains will come and go. But good friends? They stay." That was the beginning of everything.
They grew up like twin stars—together, inseparable. One loved silence, the other filled it with music. Aarav had dreams of becoming a singer; Rayana wanted to fix clocks, to understand time, to hold on to moments that always slipped away too fast.
Years passed. Life got cruel. Aarav was diagnosed with a heart condition at sixteen. The doctors said he wouldn’t live past twenty. But Rayana refused to believe that. She worked day and night to build something—something that would keep Aarav with her.
On Aarav’s twentieth birthday, Rayana gave him a handmade clock. But it had no hands, no ticking sound. Aarav laughed, confused.
Rayana whispered, “Because if it doesn’t tick… time won’t pass. You won’t leave.”
But that night, Aarav’s heart did.
Rayana now lives alone above an old clock repair shop. She still makes clocks—but never lets them tick. And every year, on the same bench at that railway station, she waits…
for a train that will never arrive.
for a friend who already did.
And left.
Forever.
