Kanika never believed in obsession... Until she met him. A cold-hearted CEO. A brown-skinned girl from Alwar. Two worlds. One haunting connection. When love turns into possession... Can she run, or will she surrender to the circle of Ishq ka Ghera? Pashmina - more than just warmth, it's a cage woven in love. ✨

A Small-town Indian love founded on chai, papads, and pledges that come gently, like the rain where Meher and Dhruv's unexpected friendship gradually develops into something more in a small town where papads and chai are daily staples. Can their quiet love endure family strife and broken promises despite awkward window landings and private confessions. Enjoy a cup of chai, steal a papad, and immerse yourself in a romantic tale as pure and sweet as the monsoon wind. This story is dedicated to my reader stella and angel sorry i have forgotten your Wattpad id😅