New Version from essence of 2023 ───୨ৎ──── May you find a love as soft as your soul, and a home that holds your healing without questions.

Chalks and Crushes is a soft romantic comedy about the quiet chaos of first love, where classrooms smell of old books and chalk dust settles on everything-including feelings. Saahiti lives in the margins of her notebooks-half poet, half overthinker-finding comfort in small things: pastel mornings, unfinished notes, and silence after lectures. Tanmay, on the other hand, is the boy who always breaks the chalk mid-sentence, laughs it off, and pretends he isn't afraid of saying the wrong thing-especially when she's around. What begins as stolen glances across blackboards and accidental hand brushes while sharing chalk slowly turns into something warmer, softer, and harder to ignore. Between erased equations, quiet teasing, and classrooms left empty after hours, Tanmay and Saahiti find themselves writing a love story neither of them planned-but both secretly hoped for. Because some crushes are loud and dramatic.

Don't read out loud. There are eyes embedded in the walls. They're real. -• Where are rest of seven letters?

She was burnt and faded, yet he made her glow-like a healer, like the brightest star in the sky. Her Dhruv, his Tara. A love so tender that even the sky blushes pink, painting an Indian empire of romance. - INDIAN SOFT ROMANCE [Acid Attack survivor X Architecture]

𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐎𝐟 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞-Slow Burn · · ─ ·𖥸· ─ · · Is royalty born from walls of gold and diamonds that gleam with wealth, or from the story of a princess who fell for a ghazalkar, whose ghazal praised the mole beneath her eye? A story of an exiled prince ✧ his fierce muse - a ghazal singer ♡ princess of Ravanasar 🪷🪞✨ - Flutter from balconies, dyed in saffron, indigo, and ruby, whispering tales of ancient dynasties ♟️

𝐌𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 ➽───────────────❥ There were five psychos, yet no killer to name. The bodies remained unfound, their mouths sewn shut by earth and silence. Still, the dead demanded justice knocking, screaming, clawing at the Gates of Light, only to be turned away by heaven that refused to listen.