Two men. One heart. And a past that refuses to stay buried. Akshara Rai Singhania loved Ridhaan Singh Shekhawat with a purity only childhood sweethearts can know-until destiny separated them five years ago. Just when her wounds begin to heal, Ridhaan returns, still in love, still holding onto their unfinished story. But life introduces her to Veeransh Singh Ranawat-a storm she never saw coming. Strong, possessive, and impossible to ignore. Old love knocks. New love stands firm. Who will be her forever-Ridhaan or Veeransh?

Mira Anand was supposed to work for the Indian cricket team. Not become the distraction inside it. At twenty-four, the SRCC and IIM graduate enters the world of Indian cricket as the youngest analyst in the BCCI's performance strategy unit-armed with data models, sharp instincts, and absolutely no interest in fame, cricketers, or complicated emotions. Then she meets them. Shubman Gill-Indian cricket's polished golden boy, effortless charm, and the kind of man people already expect her to fall for. And Abhishek Sharma- reckless, intense, impossible to ignore. The opener who starts looking for her in team meetings. In hotel lobbies. In every stadium crowd. What begins with casual conversations and lingering glances slowly turns into late-night calls, secret moments between tours, viral photographs, media speculation, and a relationship neither of them is ready to name. Because falling for India's most watched cricketer was never part of Mira's plan. Especially not when the entire country is waiting to figure them out first

"Please don't leave me." I cried and begged to him. He was crying too, his beautiful brown eyes were shattered as if. His hands held mine, trembling but he still didn't let go of my hands. "I'm sorry Hareem." His voice cracked, making my heart ache. A few tears slid down his cheek. I wiped his tears, with by thumbs. He closed his eyes as if feeling my touch on his skin. "Please." I begged more. His mouth opened, he looked vulnerable. "H-hareem. Don't do this. It'll only make my departure more hurtful and painful." He said. I quickly wiped my eyes, smiled widely at him. "Look, I'm not crying. If I don't cry then-then you won't go. Right?" Nevertheless, I again broke down in his arm. He soothed me. "I can't help it, Hash. I can't let you go. I can't." I Mumbled into his Chest. "Hareem. I'll be here. Always. I'll stand next to you. I'll be beside you but I won't be WITH you. Do you understand it? Have you seen the railway tracks? They're next to each other. But they can't unite. This is our reality Hareem. We are the railway tracks. Next to each other but not with each other." He told me, I carefully listened to him. Counting his heartbeats. But then, Something happened. I didn't expect. My eyes went wide. I slowly backed away, his brown teary eyes stared me with a smiled. I shook my head, from left to right. Not believing what just happened in a single moment. Every one stared at me with sympathy and pity but I didn't want Them. I wanted him back, I wanted Hashir back.

The story about two cousins .. who hate each other They hate each other from their guts.. He is her student ... She is his teacher.. He is younger in his family. . She is elder and akho ka tara of her family.. He is single. . She is married to his brother.. what happens when they destined to each other.. What will be there fate.. 💕 Don't you dare copy my work.. cause its my hard work.👮‍♀️

Akshi, aka Akshara, misses her home. She misses her family, she misses love, which is ironic because she has just returned to her house after years, but she still yearns for those things. Years of staying away from home, Akshara thought that maybe her family has realized her worth and have changed, but she is shocked when she herself witnesses just how much they have "changed".