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Satya, a talented sketch artist, begins drawing a mysterious girl he’s never seen, only to realize she appears in his dreams. He believes they shared a connection in a past life, where he was Veer, a royal artist who loved a girl named Meera.

In the present day, Saanvi, unaware of her past life, unknowingly leads Satya on a search for answers. Through dreams and clues, Satya uncovers fragments of their shared history but struggles to meet her. After multiple twists of fate, Satya finally encounters Saanvi in Jaipur, and they begin a conversation centered around their mutual love for sketching.

As they grow closer, Satya remains patient, letting their connection develop naturally, while Saanvi starts to sense a deeper bond. The story explores reincarnation, love beyond time, and the power of art to reunite souls.

Sketching her shadow

The night after meeting Rohan, Satya couldn't sleep. The realization that he had been sketching her long before he even noticed sent chills through him. His past, his art, and his dreams were all connected in ways he couldn't understand.

Determined to find answers, he sat at his desk, flipping through his old sketchbooks. Page after page, faces of strangers stared back at him—random people, imagined figures. But then, buried among them, he found her.

Not once. Not twice. But countless times.

Satya traced his fingers over an older sketch, its edges worn from time. The same soft eyes, the same delicate features—drawn years ago. How had he never noticed before?

And then something caught his eye.

In tiny, faded letters in the corner of the page, he had written: June 21st.

Why? He had no memory of that day being special. But if his past sketches were somehow tied to his dreams, maybe this date meant something.

Grabbing his phone, he searched his gallery for pictures from that time. He scrolled back, past old college events, past random outings, until—

A street festival. Lights, music, and a crowd of people. He barely remembered attending. But in the background, blurred but unmistakable, was her.

The festival happened every year. If she had been there once, maybe she would be there again. He quickly searched online—the festival was scheduled for the weekend. Just two days away.

This wasn't a coincidence. It couldn't be.

For years, he had drawn her without knowing why. He had seen glimpses of her in dreams, felt her presence in his art. And now, fate had given him a clue—a place, a time.

Satya exhaled slowly, gripping his pencil.

And he would finally see the girl he had been sketching his entire life.

Chapter 5: Threads of Fate