The Hero's Story (Episode-4)

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The story continues...

Something happened in the hospital, and fortunately, he got his life back.

After 10 years, Ashwanth was living in France as a painter. He had become famous, with his paintings selling for prices ranging from ₹15 lakhs to ₹15 crores in Indian rupees.

One day, a young lady came to his art room, where he kept all his paintings. Stunned by his art, she observed him closely. Suddenly, Ashwanth turned towards her and asked, "What do you want, madam?"

She replied, "You... I mean, your paintings."

Ashwanth said, "Sorry, madam, these are my personal favorites, but you can buy my paintings at the upcoming art showcase event in our city."

She simply shook her head and left the place with a smile, her mind clouded with thoughts of Ashwanth.

That evening, Ashwanth went to his favorite café. Coincidentally, she (Tara) also came there.

Ashwanth ordered his coffee and started reading the newspaper in front of him. Tara, wanting to talk to him, sat at his table.

Ashwanth noticed her and said, "Hi, madam."

Tara replied, "Hi! I can't believe that the famous painter of France is casually sitting in a café!"

Ashwanth asked, "What's wrong with that?"

Tara said, "I didn’t mean it like that, but it’s absolutely surprising to see you in your leisure time."

Ashwanth asked, "I know you're Indian, but which state are you from?"

Tara said, "Hey, are you joking? You can't recognize me? I'm from Tamil Nadu!"

Ashwanth said, "Really? Sorry, you look like a pretty Mumbai girl."

Tara said, "Don't joke with me, Ashwanth!"

Ashwanth asked, "Can we be friends?"

Tara replied with a smile, "Yeah, sure! It’s a pleasure to have a friendship with the city's famous painter."

Ashwanth said, "Don't repeat that. I want to stay simple. When you spend time with me, don’t remember my fame."

Tara asked, "Can you give me your number, please?"

Ashwanth smiled and said, "We're friends now. You should grab my phone and save your number yourself!"

Tara laughed and replied, "Yeah, I forgot. From now on, I’ll do that!"

Ashwanth said, "No problem. It’s my pleasure to have someone like you as a friend. After a long time, I finally have a good friend in my life."

Will this story turn into love or stay as friendship?


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