On my wedding night, I waited behind a heavy bridal veil, my heart pounding with fear and uncertainty. The door closed, and he sat before me. Then his voice broke the silence-innocent, fragile. "Didi... aap ab se mere saath rahoge kya?" (Sister will you live with me now?) That moment shattered me. He wasn't my brother. He wasn't a relative's child. He was my husband. Aditya Singh Chaudhary. A handsome man of twenty-five... yet locked in the mind of a nine-year-old but with a truth that froze me to the core. They called him incomplete. They called him broken. But fate made him mine. And now, I must decide- am I only his caretaker only... or will I learn to be the wife of a man who never truly grew up? 🎀 𝒥𝒾𝓈 𝒟𝒾𝓃 🎀

Rishi, a 29-year-old businessman, was mature enough to be uncertain about what he truly wanted in life and recognize the love his wife held for him. Aadhira, 21 years old student, immature enough to know what she wanted in her life and the love she felt for her husband. His life was governed by principles and rules, while she was a force of chaos, wild and free. He cherished the calmness of the night, yet she lived for the thrill of bursting crackers and reveling in their colors under the dark sky. He dreamed of a submissive wife, someone gentle and serene, but instead, he was blessed with a girl who challenged him at every turn, always pushing his boundaries. Aadhira was full of life and loved her husband until he broke her to the extent she turned out to be the submissive wife he wanted but now he wanted his fire cracker to love him the way she did. Two extreme polar opposites are bound in a sacred bond of marriage. Join me to witness the course of love that finds their life for a eternity together.

He had never known comfort. Never known warmth. No lullabies, no gentle hands, no safety. His father's anger filled every corner of his childhood, and the women his father brought left scars deeper than anyone could see. Sleep never came easily. It was a stranger that avoided him night after night, no matter how many pills he tried, no matter how tired his body grew. He learned early that the world offered nothing but pain and trust was a luxury he could not afford. But deep inside, buried beneath the anger, the fear, and the walls he built, a small part of him still ached for something he had never known. Someone to hold him, someone to soothe the chaos inside, someone to make him feel safe. A part of him whispered that it was possible. That one day, he might find it. That maybe, just maybe, someone would come and quiet the storm within him. And then she arrived. Not as a savior, not as a miracle, but as a presence that slowly began to unravel the walls around him. She became the only place he could lay his head and feel peace. The only warmth that let him sleep. The only comfort that let him finally let go of his past, if only for a moment. This is their story of pain, of trust, and of an intimacy that heals and binds them in ways the world could never understand. A story of how love can be found in the most unexpected of places and how two broken souls can find solace in each other.

A fictional story!!!

किस गुल से हुस्न टपकता है किस खुश्ब की रवानी रहती है तेरे नर्म होंठो की अरक हर गुलशन की कहानी कहती है ........ (जब सहबा ए कुहन....) और जबसे सुना है उनके खयालात हमारी कब्र को लेकर जनाब! हमें तो अब मरने से भी मोहब्बत हो गई ...... (मोहब्बत हो गई...) इस्तिहारा करूं, इस्तिखारा करूं तू फिर मिले तो मैं इश्क दोबारा करूं ...... (तू फिर मिले...) फिर अंधेरों में नए शफ़क की तलाश है फिर नया दिन नए सफर की तलाश है ...... (तलाश है....) . इश्क़ मेरा हिकायत-ए-मग़्मूम तो नहीं? मेरी जां हमारा इश्क़ कोई जुल्म तो नहीं? ....... (इश्क़ मेरा....) "अगर तुम हमसे आश्ना हो, तो फिर ठीक है 'गर नहीं तो फिर कुछ नहीं हमारा तो तआ'रुफ़ ही तुमसे है अगर तुम नहीं तो फिर कुछ नहीं" ..........( तो फिर कुछ नहीं....) . . . . . . For more interesting poetries you can continue reading this book till the end. Yeah I know some of poetries from this book is not that good but don't worry move forward because I'm damn sure you'll surely the next one because sometimes my mind doesn't know how to put actual words and that's how I end up with anything similar and sometimes it doesn't get along. For that please