"This is going to be my city." Kriti thought while her eyes were scanning the roads, the new faces and everything around her.

As her cab drove her to her new apartment, her heart ached for home. The new city was beautiful. Planned roads, cool weather and rows of lush, green trees. Simplicity was laced in every inch of it. But it wasn't home.
Her heart was left behind in the city of her childhood and nothing could make her accept any other place as her own.

Her pain reflected from all the splendor and increased manifolds.

Nothing could make her consider the new city as her new home but she had to... She had to accept it like it was accepting her with open arms.

So, in the evening she set out alone to explore and understand. She was told to visit an ancient ASI maintained site. She entered, along with a flock of tourists and found a quiet spot.

Sitting down on the grass, she looked up at the darkening sky and sat down, absorbing whatever came her way.