this is just a fanfiction and my imagination so, don't take it seriously. . Farhana and Malti were never meant to fall for each other- not with their fights, jealousy, and unfinished anger. But one retreat, one kiss, and one dangerous obsession pulls them into a storm they can't walk away from. Between fear and desire, they learn that real love... is rarely gentle, but always unforgettable.

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.

For all Bigg Boss lovers, presenting the ship of our Farrhana × Malti!

Malti chahar, the wild card entry from a famous family, thought she knew all the players. She'd studied them from the outside, especially Farhana Bhatt-the bold, unapologetic "Kashmir Beauty" the world loves to hate. But the screen doesn't show everything. Entering the game mid-season, Malti is a whirlwind of confusion and sadistic fun, ready to poke the bear. Farhana, labeled cruel and heartless, hides a surprising capacity for kindness beneath her stubborn exterior. This isn't just a reality show. It's an unexpressed war of pyaar and takrar. And only one of them can win.

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.

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.