Love Beyond Time

Love That Defied Time

Aarav and Maya sat in silence as they left the therapist’s office, the weight of what they had experienced pressing against them like an invisible force. The streets outside were alive with honking cars and the hum of city life, but to them, it felt as if they had stepped out of another world—one where time was fluid and love refused to be forgotten.

Aarav’s fingers were still wrapped around Maya’s, his grip firm, almost as if he was afraid she’d disappear. He wasn’t sure what shook him more—the vividness of the vision or the emotions it had stirred within him.

Maya was the first to speak. “You saw it too, didn’t you?” Her voice was barely above a whisper.

He nodded, exhaling deeply. “Yeah. The banyan tree. You—no, Meera. And me… but I wasn’t me.” He hesitated, running a hand through his hair. “It felt real.”

Maya squeezed his hand. “Because maybe it was.”

They found a quiet spot in a nearby park, the cool evening air settling around them. Aarav leaned back against the bench, staring up at the darkening sky. “I don’t know what to believe anymore. I mean, I’ve always thought past lives were just stories, but this… this was something else.”

Maya turned to him, her gaze soft but steady. “I felt everything, Aarav. The love, the fear, the heartbreak. It was like we were being pulled back into something unfinished.”

Aarav swallowed. The words from his vision echoed in his mind—Even if we are torn apart in this life, I will find you in the next.

Had they truly been separated once before? Were they here, together again, to rewrite a different ending?

“What happened to us back then?” he asked, his voice low. “Do you think we…” He trailed off, unsure if he wanted to say the words.

Maya looked away, biting her lip. “I don’t know. But I feel like we lost each other before. And I don’t want to lose you again.”

His chest tightened. He turned to her, reaching out to tuck a loose strand of hair behind her ear. “You won’t,” he promised. “Not in this life.”

Maya smiled, but it was tinged with something wistful, as if part of her was still lost in the past.

Aarav took a deep breath, trying to lighten the moment. “So, let me get this straight. We were lovers in another life, and fate decided to give us another shot?” He smirked. “Sounds like the plot of a Bollywood movie.”

Maya chuckled, nudging him playfully. “Well, at least this time, you’re not carrying a sword.”

“Yet,” he teased, making her laugh.

But deep down, he knew this wasn’t just a fantasy or a story. This was something real.

As they sat together beneath the night sky, the past no longer felt like a distant dream. It felt like a thread woven into their present, a reminder that love—true love—could never be erased by time.

No matter what had happened before, no matter what had tried to tear them apart, they had found each other again.

And this time, they weren’t letting go.