Like many people out there, I've always wondered what happened after. After 25 years of Kabhi Khushi Kabhie Gham, of loving these characters, I decided to write one of the many "what happens next?" scenarios that lived in my head for years. This is my very first public fanfiction story, and I knew it had to be about SRKajol...about Rahul and Anjali. The first characters of theirs i fell in love with. I hope you all enjoy this journey as much as I enjoyed writing it. Summary: After finally reconciling with the Raichand family, Rahul and Anjali begin a new chapter surrounded by love, chaos, weddings, and long-awaited happiness. But as they rebuild their lives in India, unexpected surprises, emotional healing, and growing family bonds bring them even closer together. A story about home, second chances, and the beautiful life Rahul and Anjali were always meant to have.

krishan x Mishti ᴇɴᴇᴍɪᴇs ᴛᴏ ʟᴏᴠᴇʀ ⚔️ ​"in kalyug, mishti was a victim of her father's cruelty. He was a priest to the world, but a devil at home. in the end, he murdered her. with her last breath mishti had only one wish: 'To have a father who truly loves me.'" ​Fate grants her wish, but with a cruel twist. Mishti is reborn as the daughter of Jarasandh, the most feared tyrant of the Dwapar Yug. ​To the world, Jarasandh is a monster, the sworn enemy of Lord Krishna. But to Mishti, he is the shield she never had-a father who would burn the world to see her smile. The 𝘚𝘢𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘦 When war looms and Jarasandh's life hangs by a thread, Destiny plays its ultimate card. To save her father from certain death, Mishti is forced into a sacrificial marriage with his greatest enemy-Shri Krishna himself. ​The 𝘝𝘰𝘸 On their wedding night, trapped in a union she never wanted, Mishti looks into the calm, depthless eyes of the Lord of Dwaraka and declares with bitter tears: ​"𝙄 𝙢𝙖𝙮 𝙗𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙌𝙪𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙗𝙮 𝙡𝙖𝙬, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙄 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪. 𝙈𝙮 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙚𝙚𝙠 𝙩𝙤 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙮!" 𝘞𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘮𝘺𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴, 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘓𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘴𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘴: ​"𝙒𝙚 𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙨𝙚𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙨𝙨..." (𝘿𝙚𝙠𝙝𝙖 𝙅𝙖𝙮𝙚𝙜𝙖 𝙍𝙖𝙟𝙠𝙪𝙢𝙖𝙖𝙧𝙞....)

Ashwathama x mukti One girl brings death. One warrior cannot die. ​Mukti is a young girl with a dark secret. People say she is "cursed" because everyone she loves dies. Ashwatthama is a legendary warrior from ancient times. He is "cursed" to live forever, carrying a wound that never heals. He has wandered the earth for thousands of years, searching for only one thing: Mukti (Liberation). Story Mukti was just a normal school girl until the day her family was murdered. In his final moments, her uncle handed her a golden statue of Lord Shiva and revealed a shocking secret: her family are the chosen Protectors of Shambala. ​This statue is not just gold; it is the key to the hidden kingdom, and Mukti is the last person alive who can guard it. Lost and wounded in the freezing Himalayas, Mukti is rescued by a legend. Ashwatthama, the cursed warrior who cannot die, rises from the shadows to protect her. She is drawn to the sorrow in his eyes, a strange attraction she cannot explain. He is drawn to the light in her soul, a girl who shares the name of his end. ​One needs a future. One needs an ending. Together, they are the last hope for Shambala.

Advika, 25, recently retired from her perilous career as a spy for the Indian government. She's faced trauma that most couldn't bear in a lifetime. Now, all she craves is the one thing her life lacked-normalcy. A quiet, boring life free from the shadows of her past. But she'd never admit it, even to herself. To desire simplicity feels like weakness. Yet, deep down, that's all she wants-something real, something safe. Karna, born a suta but kshatriya by heart, is a man who defied everything society forced upon him. Humiliated, cursed, and denied his rightful place, all he ever longed for was to learn weaponry-archery, his true calling. Though denied by every royal and guru, he carved his own path, mastering the art despite them all. Now, he seeks the respect and glory he's been denied, determined to claim his place in Hastinapur, the very kingdom that rejected him. He's no longer just a man-he's an enigma, a force of sheer will. But what happens when Karna, through mysterious forces, arrives in Advika's house? In a clash of instinct and fear, she attacks first, questions later. Their worlds, separated by centuries and desires, suddenly collide. One seeking peace, the other seeking glory. Both wanting the impossible. Advika wanted a simple life after the storms of her past. But maybe it was too much to ask. Karna wanted respect and honor in the land that spurned him. But maybe that, too, was too much to ask. Though their lives are worlds apart, something powerful connects them, pulling them into a moment neither can explain. Two souls, bound by destiny, stand before each other in an era foreign to them both. And as they each seek what they desire most, one truth becomes clear-when the universe conspires to grant your deepest wishes, there's always a price. The question is: at what cost?

HER DEMON A story of the forbidden, the fated, and the fire that never died. The demon. Her demon. She was the moon-gentle, serene, cloaked in a glow that calmed the wildest storms. But behind that soft smile lay unspoken chaos... a soul that had seen lifetimes, a fire buried deep under elegance. And he-he was the night. Not just its silence, but its shadows. Proud, raw, raging. A storm that no one dared to tame. A fire that burned everything it touched. They were night and moon. Darkness and glow. Clash and calm. Broken and whole. Incomplete... without each other. For only her devil could command his demon. Only her voice could silence his wrath. Only her presence could still the war within him. But what if the universe-tired of watching history repeat pain-chose to intervene? What if Narayan decided to play again, not with a flute this time, but with fate itself? What if the great Mahabharat, written in stone, was granted a new page? What if Duryodhan, the king of lost causes, the misunderstood warrior of Hastinapur, was given another chance? Not to change the war-but to change the reason he went to war. Not to reclaim a throne- And what if two hearts from Kaliyug, separated by time and tragedy, were reborn in Dwaparyug? Carrying the memories, the madness, the ache of a love that never found its forever? He was known as Hridav-fierce, feared. She was known as Vriddhi-graceful, wild, divine. But the time played & made them Duryodhan and Vartika. This is not the Mahabharat you know. This is the Mahabharat Krishna chose to rewrite. A tale where love is darker than war. Where the demon is not evil-but deeply human. And where the heroine doesn't slay the monster... she loves him. HER DEMON A story of souls reborn. Of fate reshaped. Of a love so fierce, even time dared not touch it. #1 in yudhishthir #2 in narayan

❝𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐢𝐝𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧❞ ᴀꜱʜᴡᴀᴛᴛʜᴀᴍᴀ ♡ ᴋᴀᴜꜱʜɪᴋɪ 𝑨 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒘𝒐 𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔, 𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒚. ˙⋆ ᥫ᭡ ⋆˙ 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒃𝒐𝒕𝒉 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒂𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒕, 𝒚𝒆𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒈𝒓𝒖𝒎𝒑𝒚 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒂𝒇𝒇𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒙 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓. 𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧 He was born a Brahmin, destined to uphold the sacred wisdom of the scriptures, yet fate carved a different path for him. A son of the revered Guru Dronacharya, he mastered the art of war, becoming a warrior unparalleled in skill and ferocity. Turning him into a paradox, as he was both a seeker of knowledge and a harbinger of destruction. While she was Drupad's niece, the sunshine princess of Panchal, a vision of warmth and grace, her presence as radiant as the first light of dawn. She was a dreamer, who carried herself with an effortless charm, her laughter like the tinkling of wind chimes, bringing joy to all who heard it. Happy Reading!

When her mother was called a traitor in front of the entire Kingdom by her own father who was deceived by her own people little HIRANMAYI was heartbroken, living in the Royal Palace of vidarbh became a very big challenge and the only person she would rely on was her elder sister Rukmini but things worsened after her mother committed suicide. She had no choice left but to run away, She was thinking all of this as she was running away from a pride of lions, finally days of exhaustion caught up with her as she felt to the ground with no way out there was only one name on her lips,"NARAYAN." __________________________________________ He was heart broken as he saw his lover get married to another person, she was not only his lover but his eternal consort as well, he was just standing there unable to do anything burning in the Agony of separation. Just as he was about breakdown his brother made him realise that his Sri, his CHANCHALA was nearby but his happiness was only temporary because he heard a very familiar voice scream,"NARAYAN." The entire plot belongs to me apart from Mahabharat which only belongs to mahrshi Ved Vyas all the pictures that I am using are from Pinterest, and the original character HIRANMAYI also belongs to me and copying it will not be appreciated

A miracle is it is for yadava princess to luminate the burning gold. But how could he let the gloom fill his life by letting her go...... Love heals when it is the source of the agony. Their love doesn't meant to born out of rage and sorrow.....but it is.... " Some love are not destined to be together...... "

When Draupadi chooses Karna as her husband, the fates of the greatest warriors and kingdoms of Bharatavarsha are forever altered. As the Pandavas and Kauravas vie for supremacy, the epic's timeless themes of honor, loyalty, and destiny are woven into a fresh tapestry of intrigue and valor. This is a tale of what could have been, where the echoes of laughter, the sting of betrayal, and the power of sacrifice reshape a legendary saga. Dive into a world where destiny is rewritten, and the heroes of the Mahabharata find themselves on a path less traveled. Discover the untold story.