நல்லதே நடக்கும; எல்லாம் நன்மைக்கே.
All is well that ends well.
The Lost Connection
In the bustling city of Chennai, Meera and Arjun were college sweethearts. Their love blossomed amidst crowded cafés, late-night study sessions, and stolen glances across lecture halls. Arjun was an aspiring software engineer, while Meera pursued her passion for photography.
One fateful day, Arjun received a job offer from a prestigious tech company in California. The opportunity was too good to pass up, but it meant leaving Meera behind. They promised to stay connected through video calls, texts, and shared playlists. Their love was strong, but distance took its toll.
Months turned into years. Arjun immersed himself in coding, while Meera captured the vibrant streets of Chennai through her lens. Yet, the time zones and work pressures strained their relationship. Late-night calls turned into missed messages, and their once-shared playlists gathered digital dust.
One stormy evening, Meera sat by her window, staring at the rain-soaked streets. She longed for Arjun’s laughter, his goofy jokes, and the warmth of his presence. She remembered Guruji’s words: “All’s well that ends well.” But how could it end well when their connection was slipping away?
Desperate to rekindle their love, Meera decided to surprise Arjun. She booked a flight to San Francisco, armed with a jasmine garland—the same one she used to weave back in Tamil Nadu. The scent of jasmine reminded her of their early days, of stolen kisses under moonlit skies.
When Meera arrived at Arjun’s doorstep, she hesitated. Would he still feel the same? Would their love survive the distance and time? She took a deep breath and rang the doorbell.


Arjun opened the door, his eyes widening in disbelief. “Meera?” he whispered.
She held out the jasmine garland. “All’s well that ends well,” she said, tears streaming down her face. “I’ve come to remind us of our beginning.”
Arjun pulled her into a tight embrace. “I’ve missed you,” he murmured. “But I thought—”
Meera silenced him with a kiss. “Distance can’t break us,” she said. “Let’s create our own time zone, where love transcends clocks and calendars.”
And so, in the heart of Silicon Valley, Meera and Arjun built their new beginning. They explored the Golden Gate Bridge, danced to indie music at local cafés, and shared sunsets over the Pacific. Their love story became an app—filled with emojis, voice notes, and virtual hugs.
As the jasmine garland adorned their apartment, Meera whispered, “All’s well, Arjun. As long as we’re together.”
And so, in the digital age, Meera and Arjun proved that love could conquer time zones, code bugs, and missed calls. Their story became an inspiration—a reminder that sometimes, all truly is well when it ends well.