1985. The City of dreams. Red double decker buses, kaali-peeli taxis, radios, Doordarshan, video cassettes and rotary dial phones. DCP Amarnath arrives in Bombay with a mission, straight and clear: To tackle the notorious Crime Syndicates. As the city unravels itself, he learns that alongside the battle against organised crime, it is a full-fledged war against his uncooperative heart as it trips over relentlessly at the sight of the headstrong Gauri, who contrasts him in every possible way, beginning with her profession: Law. Before cellphones, before swipes-there was a Bombay kind of love.... Visit the BLURB chapter for a detailed trailer!

Hadiya Hafiz was asked by her brother to marry his best friend; Daivik Dewan. Hadiya had suffered all her life and she had no hope with this marriage either. Meanwhile, Daivik agreed to marry her out of pity. What will happen when he gets to know about her wife's past which had nothing but pain? How far will he go to save her from her demons? Will he ever be able to love her or she'll always remain uncherished?

Winner of Wattpad India Awards 2020 (Judge's Choice) in the New Adult category. ~*~ "The lights are cheeky, you can't live without them, and yet if you get too close, they'll blind you. Darkness? Well it doesn't cheat. It's cool and soothing. It's reliable." ~*~ Madhulika Thakur thought it would be a good break from work when she agreed to visit the countryside. After all, someone needed to sort out the property her family owned there, and real estate was her forte. What she didn't expect was to be engulfed by a landslide of issues just waiting to be addressed. She must navigate her way through the mess of a fragile social fabric, complex caste equations and the sheer helplessness of the people she never knew worked for her; all the while trying to regain the trust of a long-abandoned old friend. For the first time in her life, she must choose between what she wants and what is right. ~.~ Cover by @chaashnee

Cupid never had a chance in their messy, parental-restricted love story Karishma Jha, a twenty-one-year-old recent graduate with the world at her feet if only she chose to face it. Plagued with the worries of the future and yet healing from the scars of her past, she was yet to pay any heed to the present. She was the queen of the world of What-ifs What if I never get a job? What if I never do anything worthwhile? What if I am not here tomorrow? What if someone new moves next door? Still struggling to live one day at a time, she is hit with yet another surprise: a new neighbor, Rishabh Mehta. His arrival gives her the opportunity to take a step out of her cocooned world, to do something daring for once in her sheltered life. What if a girl with perpetually cold feet chooses to befriend a boy who lives like there is no tomorrow? When Rishabh Mehta moved to his aunt's place in Bangalore, the last thing he expected was to deal with the girl next door. Shrew, grump, ornery, he knew the many nicknames of her, except her real name. She proved true to her description when, one night, she cuts off the wire of his music system in the middle of a raging party. That was his first impression of hers. He also never expected her unrelenting efforts to befriend him. When he finally gives in, the possibility of tomorrow increases with every shared laughter and stolen glance. Will their love survive self-imposed obstacles, helicopter parents, and the two-foot gap between their balconies? Or, will it remain a fond memory to smile upon when a day gets a bit more difficult than the rest? TRIGGER WARNING: Though this story could be considered a feel-good rom-com from its cover and description, it does address certain heavy topics like illness, suicide attempts, and domestic violence. For further details please don't miss the content warning preceding the story.

This is the continuation of the story that began with Prithvi.. (volume 1) - http://www.wattpad.com/story/5433945-prithvi-vol-1 Note posted on 5 October 2022 'Prithvi' is an ongoing story. It was in 2008 that the story began to flow through me. I continue to be as passionate about it as I was back then. However, I do not know how long it would take to be completed. I do not know how many more volumes or chapters will be required. I update chapters only once a month, and even that doesn't happen at times. But if you would still like to experience this story, please go ahead and give it a try. I hope you enjoy it reading 'Prithvi' as much as I enjoy writing it.

NOTE - THIS BOOK IS CURRENTLY UNDER EDITING. NEW VERSION WOULD BE MORE DETAILED AND INTERESTING. BECAUSE WHEN I WROTE THE OLDER VERSION, I WAS KINDA YOUNG AND HAD NO EXPERIENCE OF WRITING. BUT I'M WARNING YOU ALREADY BECAUSE OLDER VERSION MIGHT DISAPPOINT YOU :) #indian - 1st Ranking (05/08/2020 & 11/12/2022) #Couplesgoal - 1st Ranking (7/03/2020) {Highest ranking #5 in loveaftermarriage category} {6 rank in lovebirds category} #Faith - 29th Ranking (20/04/2020) #Lovebirds - 2nd Ranking (22/05/2020) Marriage, The most purest relationship. This relation not only join two persons but also two families. This is not easy to worked out in marriage, it requires many things like trust, faith, loyalty, understanding and most important love. This story shows how love blossom between devyansh and taashi who tied in knot of marriage. How they overcome all the obstacles and problems and stay with each other in every situation. This story also shows Rajput culture somehow. This contains Rajasthani language with it's translation. Ignore grammatical errors please.

🏆 Featured in Wattpad @AmbassadorsIN Serialized Spotlight Reading List Aditya Hooda is a sincere police officer, who doesn't believe in destiny and holds himself totally responsible for anything right or wrong which happens in his life. He is a man who never goes against his heart, and is fearless of consequences. Such is his morale, that he resigned his job even without a second thought, as he couldn't excuse a mishap which happened beyond his control, as a mistake due to circumstances. Will he be able to hold this stance in all situations? He is also a man with a gifted power; an extra sensory power to foresee incidents in his life, a power which he denied to notice until he meets her; Zoya Siddiqui... Zoya Siddiqui, a naive and innocent girl from Mussorie, who had planned to get married to her long time love Yash Arora, but faces the cruel twist of fate, where she arrives at Mumbai to attend his funeral instead. Completely shaken by her fate and unable to bear the sudden unexpected death of her love, she decides to embrace death, but on the way to the valley of death, she falls in the arms of Aditya... Was Aditya and Zoya's meeting just a coincidence, or are they connected to each other with some invisible strings oblivious to them...maybe a call of destiny? Cover Credits: @KoeliDalmiya Awards & Recognitions: 🏆 Featured in Wattpad @AmbassadorsIN Serialized Spotlight Reading List 🏆 Bagged the 2nd Prize in The Indian Fanfiction Awards conducted by the Teen Fix Community. Wattpad Rankings Achieved: 🎖#1 in #AdityaHooda 💖 (July '25, July '23, Dec '19) 🎖#1 in #JenniferWinget 💖 (Sept '24, Apr '20, Nov '18) 🎖#1 in #Soulful 💖 (Oct '24, Apr '24, Mar '24, Oct '21, Oct '20, Jan '20, Oct '19, Feb '19) 🎖#1 in #Bepannaah 💖 (Jan '24, Mar '21, Oct '18) 🎖#1 in #HarshadChopda 💖 (Nov '23, Feb '20, Sept '19, July '18) 🎖#1 in #ZoyaSiddiqui 💖 (Mar '21, Oct '20, Feb '20, Sept '19) 🎖 #33 in #Intense 💖 (Mar '21)

Featured by @Romance .·:*¨༺ ༻¨*:·. "Why do you make these paper flowers?" He asked, looking at her through the mirror. "They don't wither like the real ones." She replied, aligning the entire bunch of paper flowers. "But they don't have the fragrance." He politely challenged her. He was a soldier. Chivalrous was his middle name. "These paper flowers, they stay with you for as long as you want. You don't really have to throw them away like people discard the real ones. They pluck them for the fragrance and colors. But once that fades, they throw it away." She said, finally looking up at him. "Not everyone!" He added almost immediately, taking one more step forward. It could be his height or his longer stride, or maybe the room was too small as it only took him two steps to reach her. "Yeah! Of course! Exceptions are there, like poets and people in love." She walked in a different direction, putting those flowers on the table. He rolled his eyes with a defeated sigh. She was a teacher. Arguing with her was as futile as making a sand castle on a seashore. "You know, gone is the era when people used to preserve the flowers of their loved ones. We don't have people like that anymore!" She said as she faced him. "We don't have that kind of love anymore." He said looking straight into her eyes. She held his gaze through the mirror for a while, trying to read through him. "I agree." Murmuring under her breath, she turned around. Taking a deep breath, watching her retreating figure, he brought out his favorite poetry book from the shelf. After he was sure she was not looking, he ruffled through the pages till he found a dried Hibiscus. The very same one which had fallen from her bag when he first saw her. With a small smile, he cautiously caressed the petals. He closed the book with a fond sigh and found her looking at him. She couldn't hold his gaze for long and looked down, crimson covering her cheeks. He shook his head with a chuckle.

"Her love was lustrous and naive like a child while his was strong as armour and forever wild." . . A saga of the two souls who are forbidden for one another but are ready to tear apart the world if its comes to their love, a massive clash that follows after that and the lives affected by it. . . {This is the spin-off of Begusarai and cannot be read stand-alone.} . . Cover @kuromi2210