Khwabon ki manzil aur yaadon ke bikhre naqshon ke darmiyan, qismat ne ek nayi kahani likhni shuru kar di thi... Kinza Wasti ek khush-mizaaj aur ba-himmat ladki hai, jo apni padhai ke saath-saath music se bhi bepanah mohabbat karti hai. Uske liye har sur ek khwab hai aur har dhun ek nayi umeed. Doosri taraf Syed Zain hai... College ka star basketball player. Khamosh, sanjeeda aur apni hi duniya mein gum. Magar uski zindagi mein kuch aisi adhoori yaadein hain jo aaj bhi uska peecha nahi chhodti. Ek awaaz... Ek ehsaas... Aur kuch bikhre hue naqsh... Jo use har baar guzre hue kal ki taraf kheench le jaate hain. Jab qismat Kinza aur Zain ke raaston ko ek doosre se milati hai, to shuru hoti hai ek aisi dastaan jahan khwab yaadon se takraate hain, khamoshiyan alfaaz ban jaati hain aur ek pyaasa ishq apni manzil talash karta hai. Kya kuch yaadein waqai bhulai ja sakti hain? Ya phir kuch mohabbatein qismat mein likhi hoti hain, chahe hum unse kitna hi bhaag kyun na lein? 🌙❤️🎶🏀

"Usne mujhe jeena sikhaya tha !" "Aur aj ....aj woh meri zindagi cheen rahi hai " "Ajeeb baat thi na..." Jis ladke ne poori duniya ko rulaya tha, woh sirf ek ladki ki muskurahat ke liye jeene laga tha ...... *Tahir fell on his knees lifelessly* Y/n ! Woh sukoon thi uska , Dua thi uski , Arey uske dil se puch ke dekho janab .... Jo chali gayi vo puri duniya thi uski !!!! Kahte hai - Ab jab bhi baarish hoti hai, Ek sawal hawaon mein ghoomta hai- Aakhir aisa kya hua tha...?? Ki jis ladki ko Tahir apni jaan se bhi zyada chahta tha, usi ki jaan uske haathon chali gayi? Tahir - ""Mohabbat toh tumse beintehaa thi Janaaaaaa..." "Magar qismat ko yeh kahani hi adhoori hi manzoor thi." "Tumhari Mohabbat meri sabse badi takat thiii kabhiii " "Aur aj sabse badi saza bhiii" Tears started falling from his eyes and a bitter laugh left his mouth . Let's see why all this happened .. A tale of devotion, redemption, heartbreak, and a love so tragic that even forever wasn't enough. ● JAAN ●

This is the story of Pransh Rana and Pankhudi Grover. Pransh Rana - for whom marriage is nothing more than a compromise, and Pankhudi Grover - for whom marriage is the biggest dream of her life. Their story begins on the night of their wedding, where Pankhudi waits for Pransh the entire night... but he never comes. And when morning finally arrives, so does Pransh - but only to shatter Pankhudi's dreams with a harsh reality. What was the truth that broke Pankhudi completely? What will she do now? Will she be able to survive this marriage, or will their relationship end before it even begins?

Rankings TOP 6 IN INDIA (06/08/26) TOP 3 IN INDIA (07/08/26) TOP 2 IN INDIA (08/08/26) TOP 1 IN INDIA (08/08/26) Vidyut Singhania - Cold. Calculative. Ruthless. A man who stays away from his own family because he believes they betrayed him. He trusts no one, believes every relationship is built on lies, and has convinced himself that love is nothing but another deception. Behind his emotionless eyes lies a heart that has forgotten how to feel. Meera Singh - Kind. Gentle. A ray of sunshine who has already lost everything-her family, her dreams, and the people she loved the most. Yet, she keeps smiling for one reason alone: her late brother's little daughter, Advika Singh, whom she is raising as her own. Advika is not just her responsibility; she is her entire world and the reason she chooses to live every single day. One heart is drowning in darkness. The other refuses to stop shining. Will Meera be able to enter Vidyut's frozen world? Will she and little Advika become a part of his life? Or will the wounds of the past keep their hearts apart forever?

[Student X Professor] Soha is a 22 year 2nd year medical student, in her college she meets her dad's friend's son as a professor. They both maintained professional relationship, never had feelings about each other until their families tied them up together. She is his baby He treats her like a kid

Shree Lekha Sharma was known for her bright, innocent smile. But behind that smile was a heavy secret she had carried for years. When she was just fifteen, her world fell apart. A terrible accident took the lives of her parents, leaving only her and her younger brother, Shivam, behind. With no one else to turn to, their relatives took them in. But it wasn't out of love. They only wanted the massive wealth and inheritance her parents had left behind. To protect Shivam from their greed and cruelty, Shree Lekha had to make a heartbreaking choice. She decided to hide her true, sharp intelligence. She put on a mask, pretending to have a childlike mental disorder so her relatives would let their guard down. She was just waiting-waiting for Shivam to turn eighteen so she could legally become his guardian and take him away from that toxic house. But the real Shree Lekha never truly vanished. In secret, with the help of her college principal-who was her late father's loyal friend-she was completing her degree in business studies. She also started working at a local orphanage, guided by the kind Dean. Now, at twenty-three, she thought she could keep up this double life forever. But everything was about to change. Adityanath Vardhan was thirty years old, a world-renowned businessman, and a man who held immense power. To the outside world, he was ruthless and merciless. He was a man of few words, deeply rooted in his traditions, and a firm believer in God. For his family, he wasn't just a green flag-he was an entire green forest. He got whatever he wanted, always. Then, he saw HER in the holy city of Varanasi. Something about her caught his attention instantly. On the outside, she seemed vulnerable and childlike. But Adityanath had sharp eyes. He could sense that beneath her innocent mask, there was a fierce, intelligent woman hiding in the shadows. He became completely captivated by her. using his power, he set an arranged marriage into motion...

Jaate-jaate wo ruk gaya. Aur peeche mudkar bola, "Naina... agar Marco kisi par trust karta hai na... to poori tarah karta hai." Phir wo kamre se bahar chala gaya. Darwaza band ho gaya. Kamre me khamoshi chha gayi. Sirf air-conditioner ki halki si awaaz sunayi de rahi thi. Naina dheere-dheere bed ke paas aayi. Marco gehri neend me tha. Uske baal thode bikhre hue the. Shirt ka upar ka button khula hua tha. Aur pehli baar... Wo kisi mafia king se zyada ek thaka hua insaan lag raha tha. Naina bed ke kinare baith gayi. Kaafi der tak bas uska chehra dekhti rahi. Uske dil me ajeeb si kasak thi. Phir dheere se boli, "Kya tumne meri wajah se itni drink ki?" Marco ne koi jawab nahi diya. Wo so raha tha. Naina ne nazar neeche kar li. "Main to bas usse information ke liye baat kar rahi thi." Uski awaaz bahut halki thi. "Mujhe usme koi interest nahi tha." Usne aankhen band kar li. "Bilkul bhi nahi." Khamoshi. Phir achanak... Marco ke honton se ek lafz nikla. "Naina..." Uski awaaz neend aur behoshi ke beech ki thi. Aur usi pal uski band aankhon ke kone se ek aansu nikal kar gaal par beh gaya. Naina jam si gayi. Uska dil ekdam se toot sa gaya. Jaise kisi ne uske seene ko andar se pakad liya ho. Marco ne aankhen nahi kholi. Wo ab bhi so raha tha. Lekin us ek aansu ne Naina ke saare defenses hila diye. Usne dheere se uska chehra dekha. Aur uski aankhen bhar aayi. "Mat ho mujhse itna attach..." Uski awaaz toot gayi. "Please mat ho." Ek aansu uske apne gaal par bhi beh gaya. "Tum nahi jaante main kaun hoon." Usne nazar jhuka li. "Main tumhe dhokha dene wali hoon." Uski saansein bhaari ho gayi. "Tumhare aas-paas ke har insaan ki tarah..." ** I do not own any of the picture used in this book they belong to their rightful owner.**