In a world of late-night texts and forgotten homework, there are some stories that aren't written in a book. They're drawn in the margins of a notebook and whispered across a classroom. This is one of them. It began with a glance that felt like a secret-a tiny, perfect moment that turned the ordinary halls of high school into an adventure. It's the story of shared headphones and hand-holding under a starlit sky, of a romance so pure and hopeful it felt like a dream you never wanted to wake from. This is a journey through first loves and first goodbyes. It's a story about finding the courage to fall, even when you know there's a chance you might get hurt. The bell has rung. The story begins now.

Book 2 of Eternal sangam तू भागीरथी सी चंचल, मैं अलकनंदा सा सांत प्रिये, जब संगम हो हमारा, तू बने गंगा मैं तेरा घाट प्रिये! 🦚🐚