Small Story 60 Rain Made Miracle

Small Story 60.Rain Made Miracle Ragini was returning home after a lovely evening with her friend when the skies opened up. The auto driver dropped her at a nearby mall to wait out the rain. Inside, she felt the buzz of people escaping the downpour and decided to indulge in her favorite treat: Pista ice cream from Kwality's. As she savored each bite, a small girl approached her. "Hi! How are you?" the girl chirped. Ragini, taken aback, asked her name. "I’m Chandini! I’m waiting for my dad." Just then, Chandini's father, Shantanu, arrived. Ragini's heart raced; he looked strikingly familiar. After introductions, Ragini realized that Shantanu was a reflection of her late husband, who had tragically died in an accident seven years prior. The shock of meeting him stirred memories of that fateful day. But Shantanu seemed different—alive and vibrant, with his daughter by his side. They chatted briefly before the rain let up. Ragini left the mall, her mind swirling with emotions. At home, she recounted the encounter to her mother, Ambujam, who consoled her as memories of her late husband flooded back. The next evening, as she waited for a cab, a car came inside Shantanu offered her a ride. During the drive, Ragini shared her story. Shantanu revealed he was Rohan’s classmate and that Rohan had been deeply affected by the accident, learning of her struggles only months later. As they exchanged stories, Ragini felt a connection blooming. She soon became friends with Shantanu’s wife, Vasanthi, and found herself welcomed into a new circle of warmth and support. Ambujam grew fond of Vasanthi, sensing the bond forming between them. Ragini reflected on how unexpected friendships can emerge from the most tragic events. "I’m lucky," she whispered to herself, feeling as though she had found a younger brother in Shantanu. Life, after all, has a way of weaving new threads into the fabric of our existence, even after loss. K.Ragavan 28-10-24