Sana prefers quiet corners and rainy afternoons, far from the spotlight. Talwiinder, a charming Punjabi singer, notices her anyway...not as a fan, but as someone quietly remarkable. Through teasing smiles, small gestures, and gentle moments, their worlds slowly collide. Painted Lights is a tender slow-burn romance about noticing, caring, and letting love grow in the spaces between words.

He's older.. wayyyyy older. But you know what they say, "Hot girls like older men."

ɪɴꜱᴘɪʀᴇᴅ ʙʏ "ᴛᴜ" - ᴛᴀʟᴡɪɪɴᴅᴇʀ She works with Talwiinder every evening in his dim studio - fixing his lines, shaping his lyrics, never seeing more than half his face behind paint or a mask. She thinks she's helping him write love songs for someone else. What she doesn't know is that every word she edits, every line she creates, is actually meant for her. He's been confessing his love through the songs she herself helps him write - expressing everything he feels for her, hidden in the very lyrics she pens for him. Better buckle up. It's gonna be a looongggg slowburn ride!

(Talwiinder x Y/n) You didn't fall for a face. You fell for a voice. In 2020, lockdown gave you: a stranger, a mic and late-night conversations you weren't ready to let go. Then one day, he vanished. No goodbye, no explanation. Three years later, the same voice is everywhere. On your screen. On your feed. And now... in your workplace. You don't want to recognise him. He never forgot you. Some connections don't end. They just go offline- Letting fate decide the journey.

#1 in obsessiveromance #1 in gulzar #1 in geet #1 in poeticwriting #1 in loveandmadness This story is not perfect. It's personal. It's not just about love-it's about madness. About that one voice, one person, who becomes a part of your bloodstream without even knowing. I wrote this for the one who doesn't even know I exist. Talwiinder-your songs didn't just touch my soul. They invaded it. They didn't heal me. They wrecked me-beautifully, silently, completely. Every line in this book comes from that chaos. From the 2 AM cries. From the 3 AM replays. From the feeling of falling for someone just because their voice makes pain feel poetic. Maybe I'll never meet him. But through this story... I did. So no, this isn't just fiction. This is me-writing love with madness, Bleeding ink for a voice that became my heartbeat. If you're reading this, thank you for not judging my obsession. Thank you for letting me fall-unapologetically. She never met him. Never touched him. But his voice became her obsession, her escape-her ruin. A university girl with ink-stained secrets, she poured every breath of her madness into a book. A story written for him. About him. Because of him. Talwiinder, the man with the voice that healed millions, never knew someone had already surrendered herself to him- completely. Until he read the book. And everything changed. Now... She isn't the only one obsessed. Dive into the story of Mehwish X Talwiinder "Haseen: The Voice That Ruined Me" 🖤 A story written in silence, amd heard by the soul.

A fleeting encounter, a familiar voice, and a coincidence too perfect to ignore. Just a short story for your night-time daydreams - where music meets coffee and a stranger feels like destiny. Oh! Wait not a stranger, it's Talwiinder So i made a spotify playlist for anyone wanting to head Talwiinder's songs but like my personal favs: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/36lSpMil4TU7DA9QvoAtNz?si=gwPNqSw8QbyEQTBWzKZp-w