When in a heartbreak, the tunes of music suppresses the heavy grief deep within the heart. With hopes....because who knows what the tsunami of rhythm may bring? Has it come to stay or is it unstoppable?

On one hand you have your love and duty on the other. Will both turn against her or will she realise both were the same all along? "Koto baro bhebe chinu, aapona bhulia. Tomaro chorono dibo hridayo khuliya......"

❝Bhoot pret nikat nahi aavey, Mahavir jab naam sunavey...❞ It was late at night, when I heard a knock on the window. I froze hearing the knock. Slowly, I got up from my study table and tiptoed toward my bed, trying to decide if I should check the window. But something told me not to, so I climbed on the bed instead. I'm not opening that window. I know how in horror movies, the main character hears some creepy noise and runs straight towards it. Like hello? do they not care there could be a whole-ass ghost waiting to jump on them? Another knock. I squeezed my eyes shut, gripping the blanket tightly. If this is how I die, I swear I'm haunting the ghost back. I was on the verge of running to wake up my parents when I heard a sneeze and then... my name whispered slowly. "Pratiksha." It clicked in an instant. Oh god! I shot up from the bed, hurriedly unlocking and opening the window. Before I could even react, he tumbled through and fell directly on the floor with a thud. I gasped in shock, half laughing but also panicking at the sight of him in my room. "How did you-" I started to ask, but he quickly clamped his hand over my mouth. I stared at him. He leaned in closer and whispered, "Don't make noise, or we'll both be in trouble." What. Is. Happening. ~~~ If overthinking was a sport, she would have won every time. He, on the other hand, one moment, he was the smoothest guy around. The next, he was doing something completely silly just for fun. Together, they were like a perfect mess. But a twist of destiny tore them apart. Six years later, they met again, the love that once bloomed was now buried under layers of hatred, from both sides. Could they move past the hurt, the anger and the six years that had turned them into stranger?

🥇in lakshmi🥇in laxminarayan.. In Vaikuntha she is Narayan's Sri; on Prithvilok, she is Krishna's Devashree Call them Krishna and Devashree or Narayan and Lakshmi; both are as eternal as time. Experience their joy and pain by accompanying them in their trials of Dharm and Adharm in the constraints of Dwapar yug. What if Sridama realised the extent of his mistake and tried to redeem it?? How will the events of the Mahabharata unfold with Krishna and Sri combating Adharm side by side? Will their love alter the fabric of reality, or will it succumb to the trials set before them? Disclaimer:It is all fiction and fabricated. It is not meant to hurt religious beliefs or sentiments.

𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚎𝚡𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞. 𝙽𝚘 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎..... ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* " 𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐊𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐧? " " 𝐈 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐲, 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐟 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐥𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞, 𝐡𝐞'𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐨. " ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* { Mahabharat time travel story, with a twist. } 'It excels in clarity, character development,plot development, emotional impact,and pacing, resulting in a compelling and immersive reading experience '. { Judges, Cinepolis Awards @BLACKSPADESZ }

"If you could understand my language, I'd sing this to you everytime," I looked at his eyes. "𝐚𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢, 𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐧𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐧. 𝐈𝐧𝐤𝐢 𝐚𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐪, 𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐚𝐧 𝐠𝐚𝐲𝐢 𝐡𝐮. 𝐌𝐮𝐣𝐡𝐤𝐨 𝐟𝐚𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐞, 𝐢𝐧𝐧 𝐦𝐞𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐮𝐮." I sang, admiring the chocolate brown eyes I want to drown in. "You know I can't understand what you are speaking. But something whispers in my ear," He paused, to come closer. "that you are saying something about us. Is that true?" His eyes. I can get lost in them and never get back. All my life, I have been admiring people's eyes, but this man. This man, has been the only one who is capable of making me lost in them forever and be happy. To look at the love, the pain, the beauty, the glitter; in them all my life and drown for more. ----------------- I had this bad, 𝘣𝘢𝘥 feeling that this girl infront of me, could ask for my life and I would happily give it to her. And then I realised, how really stupid I was to let her go, to anger her and not talk to her. And now I knew why it felt so empty when I did that. Because I love her. ------·------ She was living quite a well life, with money in her pocket and people in her life but then, everything is taken away. She is teleported to a new world, and that world is completely different than this one. The only-talk-buisness-to-me girl has to get a job at a palace. Yes, you read it right, a palace. She has teleported through time. Banner credits to - @sulkytae.