The man without the face !~
The world was still dark when Gaurangi woke.
The clock on her nightstand blinked 4:03 AM in faint red light. The silence was heavy — the kind that pressed into her chest. Her heart raced like she was being chased in a dream she couldn’t remember clearly. Gaurangi sat up in bed, drenched in sweat, heart hammering like it was trying to escape her chest.
No — not chased.
Held.
Loved.
The same dream again.
She sat up, legs tangled in the bedsheet, hair damp against her neck. She reached for the worn leather notebook on her nightstand and flipped to a fresh page.
It wasn’t the first time.
Since she was sixteen, the dreams had haunted her — always the same man, always the same feeling of deep, aching love… and always, his face missing. Blurred. Hidden. Like her mind refused to let her see him.
She grabbed her dream journal from her nightstand — a worn leather notebook filled with half-finished sketches, symbols, and fragmented lines.
GAURANGI SHARMA /(FL)
I felt him again. The way he held me… it’s like he knew everything I was afraid to say.
His voice is always calm. Familiar.
But his face… it slips away the moment I open my eyes.
Why can’t I ever see him?
She paused, staring at the page, then whispered the words that came uninvited — as if someone else was thinking them through her.
“I’ll find you in every life.”
She shivered.
A knock at her door pulled her back. “Gauri? Are you awake?”
She opened the door and found Radhika, eyes heavy with sleep, holding two steaming mugs.
RADHIKA MEHRA / in past
“You looked shaken in your sleep,” Radhika said, stepping inside. “Was it… him again?”
GAURANGI SHARMA /(FL)
Gaurangi nodded, taking the cup. “Yeah. Same temple. Same goodbye. And still... I can’t see his face.”
She sank onto the bed.
Radhika sat beside her, quietly sipping her coffee before speaking.
RADHIKA MEHRA / in past
“What did he say this time?”
GAURANGI SHARMA /(FL)
Gaurangi looked down at the cup in her hands. “He didn’t. He just… held me. Like he was about to lose me all over again.”
RADHIKA MEHRA / in past
Radhika placed her hand over hers gently. “Maybe you’re not just dreaming, Gauri.”
GAURANGI SHARMA /(FL)
Gaurangi looked up, startled. “What do you mean?”
RADHIKA MEHRA / in past
Radhika hesitated. “Maybe it’s… a memory. From before.”
GAURANGI SHARMA /(FL)
“Before what? This life?” Gaurangi chuckled softly, trying to laugh it off. “Come on, Radhi, don’t tell me you believe in all that past life stuff.”
RADHIKA MEHRA / in past
Radhika smiled faintly but didn’t reply. She looked out the window instead, as if searching the night for a truth she wasn’t ready to share.
RADHIKA MEHRA / in past
“You don’t have to believe,” she said finally, “for it to be real.”
Then they start their morning routine and get ready for the school
school Campus
The breeze rustled the leaves as Gaurangi walked to class, headphones in, still half-lost in thought. Students buzzed around her, but she felt strangely distant from the world.
Behind a tall tree, wrapped in the quiet hush of morning, omkar watched.
just for information.....
They both live in far away from their parents to study ... and their parents are close frnd so they allowed them and lend a apartment for both
OMKAR AGNIHOTRI /( ML)
You’re here. After all these years…
He took a step forward instinctively — then stopped himself.
Not yet.
Shivansh’s voice echoed in his memory.
OMKAR AGNIHOTRI /( ML)
“You swore, Omkar. You said you wouldn’t break the balance again.”
“But what if she never remembers me?”
“Then you wait. Even if it takes another lifetime.”
OMKAR AGNIHOTRI /( ML)
Omkar clenched his jaw.
> I can wait… But gods, it hurts.
Just then, Gaurangi paused. Her hand touched her chest as if something pulled at her heart.
GAURANGI SHARMA /(FL)
Why do I feel like someone’s watching me?” she murmured to herself.
She turned around.
Empty walkway.
A flash of shadow vanished behind a corner.
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That Evening — Balcony Scene
Gaurangi leaned over the railing, staring at the stars. Her phone buzzed on the table behind her, but she ignored it.
GAURANGI SHARMA /(FL)
“I feel like I’m missing something,” she whispered. “Or someone.”
RADHIKA MEHRA / in past
Radhika stepped out beside her, sipping tea. “Still thinking about him?”
GAURANGI SHARMA /(FL)
Gaurangi nodded slowly. “I know it sounds stupid… but it feels like I’m in love with a ghost.”
RADHIKA MEHRA / in past
Radhika didn’t respond at first.
Then she said softly, “What if he’s not a ghost… just lost?”
GAURANGI SHARMA /(FL)
“Lost?”
RADHIKA MEHRA / in past
“Yeah. Maybe he’s waiting for you to find him again.”
Across the street, from the rooftop of an old building, Omkar stood beneath the stars, eyes fixed on her silhouette.
He pressed a small pendant to his lips — one half of a broken symbol.
OMKAR AGNIHOTRI /( ML)
“I found you again, Gaurangi,” he whispered. “This time, I’ll protect you. Even if you never remember me.”
The wind stirred, carrying his silent vow into the night.
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