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"Why did you ask me to come here?" she asked.

The rain had stopped, but the road was still wet. Shreya stood at the edge of the narrow lane, clutching her umbrella like a lifeline. She had been waiting for forty-seven minutes. Not that she was counting.

She was.

The familiar sound of a bicycle bell made her heart skip. Arjun rounded the corner, shirt sleeves rolled up, a small smile on his face that always seemed to apologize for being late. Joya9tv.Com-Be Together-Ei Poth Chola -2024- S0...

"I’ve walked this path a thousand times in my mind," he said. "Every time, I reached you. But in real life… I kept stopping. Fear. Doubt. Distance. But not anymore. Be together — not just in dreams, Shreya. In rain. In struggle. In every ordinary step."

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"You came," she whispered.

Now, 2024. The road had been paved. The mustard fields were partly replaced by a new market. But some things remained — like the way Shreya’s hand fit into Arjun’s.

"The best journeys begin on muddy roads," he grinned.

She laughed, tears mixing with raindrops that had started falling again. "You’re proposing on a muddy road?" "Why did you ask me to come here

"You knew I would," he replied, stepping off the cycle. "Ei poth chola… it’s not easy alone."

He reached into his bag and pulled out a small wooden box. Inside lay two simple silver bands.

They had met three years ago on this very path — a dusty village road flanked by mustard fields, leading to the old railway station. Back then, walking together meant stolen hours, secret laughter, and dreams whispered under the banyan tree. But last year, Arjun had moved to the city for work. Their calls grew shorter. Their silences, longer. She had been waiting for forty-seven minutes

And so, under the grey sky, on that old path called Ei Poth Chola , they chose to walk forward — together.