Seeing Meghna, Akash froze. There were tears in his eyes, but his face carried that same familiar, calm smile. Akash stepped forward and said, "I knew that when the rain fell, the cloud would surely return." Meghna realized that the glass-walled life of the city could never give her the peace she found in Akash's humble mud hut.
Meghna never went back to the city. She stayed in that small mountain village. Now, the two of them grow tea and wild flowers on the mountain slopes together. When tourists pass through those mountains, they see a mountain boy and a city girl walking hand-in-hand through the mist. Their love has now become an immortal folklore of the hills.
Happy ending 🤍