Silent Love

Rahat was always a quiet, introverted college student who lived in his own world. He never talked much with others, spending most of his time with books and studies. His eyes carried calmness, and his smile was gentle yet reserved. Among friends, he was known for his shyness and composure.

And Tisha? She was the light of the entire college. Her bright smile, friendly nature, and kindness made everyone adore her. It was hard for anyone to stay away from her once they met. Her presence had a way of inspiring people.

Their first meeting was simple—it happened in the library. Rahat was sitting in a corner, deeply focused on a complex math problem. Tisha was at the next table, making new notes. Suddenly, her book slipped to the floor. Instinctively, Rahat got up and picked it up for her.
“Thank you,” Tisha said with a smile.
“It’s okay,” Rahat replied shyly.

Nothing significant happened that day, but Rahat unknowingly began to feel drawn to her. Her smile, her way of speaking—everything pulled him in. Yet, he kept telling himself, Why would I ever express my feelings to her?

From the next day, their friendship began to grow slowly. Rahat often sat near her, and they would work on class assignments together. Sometimes light conversations, sometimes Tisha’s little jokes—everything made Rahat’s heart skip a beat.

One day, for a big class project, they were paired as partners. Rahat was nervous at first—he wanted to work with Tisha, but his shyness held him back. Tisha encouraged him instead: “Why worry? It’ll be fun if we do it together.”

Through the project, their bond deepened. They started noticing each other’s little habits, the way they laughed, their likes and dislikes—everything. Rahat realized that his feelings had gone beyond friendship, but in front of Tisha, he remained silent.

A few months later, the college festival arrived. Under the night sky filled with twinkling stars, the campus was glowing with lights. Rahat felt strangely restless. He had always wanted to be close to Tisha, but tonight, he knew he needed to be brave.

Tisha smiled and said, “Come on, let’s go up to the roof. You can see the whole campus from there.”
Rahat nodded quietly. They climbed up to the rooftop. The cold wind brushed past them, lights glittering all around. Tisha’s hair danced in the breeze, and Rahat just watched her silently.

“You know, Rahat,” Tisha suddenly said, “don’t my eyes look like stars tonight?”
Rahat couldn’t reply—his heart was pounding faster than ever. He realized that if he didn’t speak now, he might never get another chance.

“Tisha…” Rahat began softly. “I need to tell you something. Maybe I won’t say it perfectly, but I want you to know—I’ve been silently in love with you for a long time.”

Tisha stayed quiet for a moment. There was a certain brightness in her eyes. Then she smiled and said, “I… I’ve understood your love. I’ve felt the same way for you too. I just didn’t have the courage to show it.”

In that moment, Rahat felt an overwhelming peace. Slowly, they moved closer. Under the rooftop lights and the stars above, they held hands for the first time. No words could match what their hearts were saying.

From then on, their relationship became sweeter. They shared classes, projects, little conversations, and laughter. Rahat was always by Tisha’s side, and she filled his life with joy and affection. Their love had started in silence, but now it was clear to everyone.

One day, before graduation, Rahat said, “I don’t want our relationship to end with college. I want us to walk through every stage of life together.”
Tears of joy welled up in Tisha’s eyes. “That’s exactly what I want. You’re the biggest blessing in my life,” she replied.

They began dreaming together. After college, they joined the same university. Every day, they found each other in little moments—studying together, laughing, taking small trips.

Years passed, and their love grew even deeper. They learned that silent love never fades; sometimes, the heart is stronger than words. Rahat and Tisha proved that when you find the right person at the right time, love can survive anything.

In the final scene, they were sitting together in a small garden, looking up at the sky. Rahat said softly, “I still remember that first moment in the library—that was the start of our story.”
Tisha smiled. “And that first book we shared… that’s when our love quietly began.”

The shadows lengthened, the wind blew gently. Holding hands, they knew—silent love never dies. The heart always knows that sometimes, feelings speak louder than words.

The End.