"Pick a Word, Paint a Story #14"
Ayan was sit near the window, he was watching the rain. That night was quiet, but inside him there was only noise. A noise that he could not understand. His heart was beating but Ayan was not feeling like his own.
One year ago, Ayan got an accident. His heart had failed and doctors gave him a new heart. A stranger’s heart which had saved his life, but something felt wrong. He did not feel like himself anymore. He was sad.
Ayan saw a strange dreams in night. He saw places which he had never gone. He heard a woman laughing. He felt emotions that were not his. He was feeling that things inside him which he did not.
One night, he woke up sweating. A name was stuck in his mind which was "Maple Street" . He never went there, but he felt familiar. The next morning, he decided to go there.
Ayan took her car and went to city, following his heart. When he was driving , her hands were trembling on steering wheel. He was not know what he was searching but something inside pulled him forward.
Finally Ayan reached at a small coffee shop located in maple street. When he saw it, his heart started beating faster.
He went inside the coffee shop. The smell of coffee and vanilla filled the air. The place was warm, a young woman behind the counter saw him.
She amazed. Her eyes widened in shock.
She said "Ayan?".
Ayan surprised "How do you know my name?
Tears filled her eyes. "It’s me, Zara."
The name hit Ayan like a wave. He didn’t know her, but something deep inside him recognized her.
Ayan asked "You knew me?".
She shook her head. "Not you. But I think I know the heart you carry."
Ayan’s breath caught. "Whose heart is this?"
She washed her tears and said, "His name was Rayyan. He was my fiance."
There were deep silence in the room. Ayan felt like the world had stopped. The heart which he had, belonged to Rayyan.
Zara took a deep breath. Rayyan brought you here, nothing else.
Ayan didn’t know what to say. But he knew one thing, he was here because of the heart inside him. The heart that remembered.
Zara come and put her hand on his chest, this is Rayyan’s heart beat. Her touch was warm, full of love and sadness.
"Pehaps, he still remembers me," she said slowly.
Ayan didn’t know, the heart remembered her and fate had brought him here. But for the first time since the accident, he felt like he was not alone.
And maybe, just maybe, this heart had led him to where it truly belonged.
- Do you think so?
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