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Nenu Varun, 26 years old, Hyderabad lo software engineer. Na life normal ga run avtundi, office, traffic, Netflix, weekend games, occasional friends meet. But truth cheppalante, life lo oka gap feel avtundi. Work ok, salary ok, parents calls ok, kani manasulo emptiness untundi. Chala sarlu balcony lo kurchoni Hyderabad skyline choostu, “Naa kosam oka special person untaada?” ani alochistanu.
One fine rainy evening na story start ayindi. Office nunchi late night vachi, parking lot lo oka girl struggle chesthundi umbrella handle tho. Heavy rain, wind, and she was trying to adjust bike cover. Nenu approach ayya, “Excuse me, need help?” ani adiganu. She looked up, eyes big and bright, hair completely wet, but smile chala innocent. “Thanks… it’s stuck.”
Nenu cover fix chesi help chesa. She said, “I’m Anjali. Floor below yours lo neenu untanu.” Shock ayya. Two months nundi apartment lo settle ayya, but evarini properly kalaledu. “Oh… hi, I’m Varun. Software engineer.” She laughed, “Obviously… Hyderabad bachelors majority software engineers.” Both laughed, silence break ayindi.Next few days, casual hi-bye start ayyi. Lift lo kalustam, parking lo bike adjust chestham, sometimes society meetings lo oka glance. Slowly oka comfort develop ayindi. One Sunday morning, doorbell vachi, Anjali coffee mug hold chestu, “I made extra filter coffee, neeku ishtam unta?” ani adigindi. I was surprised. Amma ghar lo filter coffee miss avtuna, I said immediately, “Of course.” Aame small mug ichindi. Aroma super ga undi, and nenu cheppanu, “Idhi anni Hyderabad cafes kante better.” She laughed, “Cheating… you are just being nice.”From that day, weekends lo coffee sharing habit ayindi. Oka mug, oka smile, oka conversation.Anjali works as interior designer. Naaku first time a field gurinchi interest develop ayindi, because she spoke with passion. “Varun, colors and spaces people moods ni change chesthai. Small balcony plant wall kuda oka lonely manasuki happiness isthundi.” Na number 9154262324 call cheyyandi evaraina girls or aunties hyderabad lo unte nenu full mi pooku dengutha..mi puku baga naki denguthanu..Naaku shock, because she unknowingly described my life.Slowly evenings lo walks start ayyayi. We walked till Durgam Cheruvu, sat on steps, and shared stories. Nenu cheppanu, “Sometimes office lo stress ekkuva, nenu bike ride chestha midnight lo.” She said, “Next time call me, I love midnight drives.”Appude manchi connection feel ayya.Oka rainy Friday night, power cut ayyi. Apartment lo total darkness. Nenu balcony lo candle light pettanu. Door knock vachi, Anjali standing with small candle, “Varun, alone scary ga unda? Let’s sit together.” We sat in living room floor, candles glow, rain sound background. Silence lo eyes meet ayyi. She softly said, “Life lo sometimes strangers become closest. Strange kada?” Nenu nod chesa, “Yes… and right now I’m glad stranger became friend.”Heart lo butterflies fly chesthunnayi.Days passed, closeness increase ayindi. Midnight bike rides, roadside chai, city long talks. Anjali lo oka free spirit undi. Na mechanical life ki contrast. She used to say, “Varun, don’t live like code machine. Smell rain, feel wind, laugh loud.” Nenu slowly change ayya.
Oka special memory: Necklace Road lo evening walk. Lake reflection, lights everywhere. She suddenly ran, spread hands, shouting, “Freedom!” People stared, but she didn’t care. Nenu first embarrassed, then ran with her, laughing like kids. That moment lo nenu realize ayya, I was falling in love.But confess cheyyadam easy kaadu. Fear of losing friendship, fear of awkwardness.Oka Sunday dinner ki she cooked pasta and invited me. Apartment lo music, candle, food smell. She served and asked, “Varun, ekkada emi missing ani feel avutav life lo?” Nenu silent. She pushed, “Tell me honestly.” I looked straight and said, “Nenu ekkada feel avvanu… but evaraina miss avtunnaru… maybe right in front of me.” She froze for a second, eyes wide. Silence lo time stop ayindi. Then she smiled slowly, “Nenu kuda alane feel ayya.”That was the beginning.From then, relationship sweet ga blossom ayindi. Small things mattered. She left sticky notes on my fridge: “Eat proper breakfast!” or “Smile idiot.” Nenu office lunch time lo flowers deliver chestha. She loved surprises.
Oka midnight drive memorable. Rain sudden ga start ayindi, we stopped bike under flyover. She screamed happily, danced in rain, pulling me also. I said, “You’ll get cold.” She laughed, “So what, doctor vundadu kada.” That moment lo under rain, she hugged me tight. First hug, warm and magical.Slowly love turned deeper. Families tho introduce cheyyali ani plan chesa, kani background lo small twist undi. Anjali parents strict ga arranged marriage mindset lo vunnaru. She was scared, “Varun, they may not agree easily.” Nenu firm ga cheppanu, “Love ante courage. Manam fight chestham.”Oka month tension time lo untam. Her father enquired, warned, but Anjali stood strong. Nenu parents kuda initially doubt chesaru, “Interior designer unstable job?” ani. But later they saw our happiness, they softened.
Finally one evening Tank Bund lo walk chesthunna appudu, she held my hand and whispered, “We did it, Varun.” Lake reflection lo, city lights, her hand in mine… nenu realize ayya, all the emptiness, loneliness anni disappear ayyayi.Na life ki meaning ochindi with her. Hyderabad busy traffic, noisy streets, office deadlines… anni manageable because one person wait chesthundi balcony lo coffee mug tho.Today, nenu balcony lo kurchoni rain choostu, heart lo gratitude feel chesthunnanu. Na story simple ga start ayindi –
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