Tujhe Chhoo Loon Toh Kuch Mujhe Ho Jaayega Jo Main Chahta Na Ho Mujhko Tujhe Mil Ke Yeh Dil Mera Beh Jaayega Issi Baat Ka Darr Hai Mujhko Ke Ho Naa Jaaye Pyaar Tumse Mujhe Kar Dega Barbaad Ishq Mujhe Ho Naa Jaaye Pyaar Tumse Mujhe Behadd Beshumaar Tumse

This could have been a gentle story for quiet autumn evenings. But it shattered against Morphine - a chapter that will not let you stay indifferent. And now, you'll understand why. This is not a story about perfect love. It's about healing through pain, about love that blooms after trauma, and about the fragile line between salvation and obsession. She is a woman rebuilding herself from the ashes. Not strong - simply real. A mother. A fighter. A writer whose words cut deeper than truth itself. She doesn't want to be someone's muse - she only wants to be understood. He is the man the world worships... and fears. A legend. A symbol of an era. But behind the fame, there's a man haunted by his own darkness. Together, they are fire and gasoline - two broken souls learning how to love without losing themselves. Their story isn't a fairytale. It's an age-gap dark romance about redemption, grief, and the courage to love again. With touch. With words. With silence between the lines.