this is just a fanfiction and my imagination so, don't take it seriously. Pashmina isn't just a word. It's a feeling-soft, slow, and quietly woven... exactly like their love. When Farhana and Malti walk out of Bigg Boss as sworn enemies, the last thing they expect is to fall into each other's lives again. But one leaked clip, one shared room, and one unforgettable night later... the world starts calling them soulmates. And the scary part? They don't know if the world is wrong.

this is just a fanfiction and my imagination so, don't take it seriously. . In the chaos of the Bigg Boss house, Hana and Malti start as sworn enemies who can't go one hour without fighting. But between late-night tasks, unexpected jealousy, whispered confessions, and cameras watching their every move, something deeper begins to grow. When a wild-card from Malti's past stirs trouble, their connection faces its toughest test. In a house built for drama, they end up finding the one thing that's real each other.

this my pure imagination and it's a fanfiction. . author is lazy to write description.

The Bigg Boss house tested everyone, but it broke no one the way it broke them. Inside a house filled with cameras, secrets, and constant chaos, Farhana was fire; loud, sharp-tongued, and always ready to fight. She never backed down. Not from contestants. Not from tasks. Not from rules. Farhana wore chaos like armor. She believed in fire; loud, raw, and untamed. Malti was different. Quiet strength. Calculated silence. She didn't cry easily. Didn't confess easily. They clashed first. Words like sparks, pride colliding, tempers flaring. Rivals from the very beginning. Two strong women refusing to bow. Two storms crashing into each other. And neither of them knew what started as a war would slowly turn into something far more dangerous. And when enemies start to feel like home, someone always gets hurt. They call it rivalry. The house calls it content. Viewers call it drama. But no one sees the quiet moments. The accidental brushes of hands. The way their eyes linger too long after a fight. The way anger slowly twists into something warmer... softer... scarier. And in a place where love is watched, judged, and edited... Can something real survive? Read Ishq Risk to know.

When BiggBoss ends, their fights should've ended too... but destiny traps Farhana and Malti together again in Khatron Ke Khiladi-where chemistry becomes danger, and avoiding each other becomes impossible.

"Kitni baar kahe ki humare liye wait mat karo. Kha liya karo" Haseena smiled as she sees a mild caring nature of her wife. "Aur hum apse kitni baar kahe ki hum humesha apka intezar karenge" The word 𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒆𝒔𝒉𝒂 stung Karishma. ✯✯✯ She loved in silence, in patience, in ways I never noticed... until I could no longer ignore it. - Karishma She never left, never demanded, never asked-just present. Just loved without even knowing it. - Haseena It was always there, but hidden. It was just unsaid but obvious. Frozen Heart x Constant Soul Ft Karishma Singh and Haseena Mallik

Two women. Two hearts. One dangerous game of love. A gentle, emotional love story where feelings grow in quiet moments, unspoken glances and choices made from the heart. As their paths cross again and again, two lives entangled in a battle where emotions are the biggest risk. Truths unravel and loyalties blur, every decision pushes them closer to love or destruction. In this game of mind and heart, one wrong move can change everything... But one honest move of the heart has the power to change everything♟️

A KareEna Love story When two women from different worlds are bound by an arranged marriage, neither expects love to follow. From strangers to partners, from duty to desire, their journey is one of quiet emotions, stolen glances, and love written by fate itself. A soft, slow-burn romance where hearts learn that 'Ishq-E-Muqaddar' love of destiny always finds its way. Check out the first chapter for more details!

'Kya aap Anubhav bhaiya se abhi bhi pyar karti hai?' Karishma asked. Hm didn't answer. Ks knew it will happen, but yet her stupid heart fell for it, fell for the connection, fell for the person. Haseena saw in horror as Karishma punched the mirror and broke it into pieces, she left the room and probably Haseena's life.