'Indian Army' "The Life Savers who doesn't care about them self just there country matters....." And like them, there's an Indian army Major,who only cares about his country 'India' 'Shivansh Shergill' The Major for whom everything is'his India'. He's strict for his work, he's strong for his work and he's loud for his work. Doesn't care about his own self. But what will happen when his 'One goal' life will collide with someone for whom,life is special. 'Gauri Tiwari' A Medical Student Who live with her favourite 'smiley face'. She'll reach Army canteen to work, unknowingly falling in love with the strictest Major. "Him who never care about something like love." "Her who admires him with full of her love." And seeing her feelings they got married from the family force but he could never accept this marriage. He has always hide his feelings,but what will happen when she'll boldly confront him with her feelings?? Will he still be quite or Mrs gauri will win him?? He's workholic, She's clumsyholic He's Strict, She's dynamic Every Couple Meet unknowingly..... because god's plan always hits..... But in this case, will it hit?? ~prarthuuuuuuxwriter~

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"Aapke toh naam ka matlab hi rang hai, Abeer ... aur aap mere liye sbse khubsurat rang ho " ~Kashvi Sinha She spent her life filling blank canvases with colors. He spent his life trying to find meaning in shades he could never fully see. Kashvi Sinha and Abeer Roy were never alike. One painted emotions, while the other turned them into music. Yet fate kept bringing them back to each other through moments that felt far too ordinary to become memories. But can two people truly belong in the same story when they experience the world so differently? Because life has a strange way of hiding its harshest truths behind its happiest moments. Some people don't stay forever. They stay just long enough to change the way forever feels. A Shade Called You is a bittersweet story of friendship, love, dreams, loss, and the shades we leave behind in the hearts of those we love. 💌

He was on the verge of the terrace when the phone call broke his spell. "Shit!" He came down by a invisible pull and picked up his half broken phone from the floor. Unknown number. His whole body was trembling. He picked up the call with shaky hands and held it to his ear. A loud, angry female voice came from the other side "HOW DARE YOU DITCH ME ABHIMAN! KUTTE KI MAUT MAROGE SAALE! SHARAM NAHI AYI! MERA PHONE NAHI UTHA RAHE-" "Shivraj this side." He said in his calm voice Silence. "Agnishikha this side." Silence again. "Wrong Number" Said the both of them in unison. ___________________________________________ Two of them sat on the same bed. The distance between them was too huge for those who will get married in months. Aviraj cleared his throat, "Are you.. comfortable?" Vyomika nodded "Waise ghar toh mera hai.. toh..mujhe aapse puchna chahiye tha. Sorry" Aviraj scratched the back of his neck. Two of them remained staring at the stylish marbe floor for maximum 5 minutes. Then Aviraj broke the silence, "Our parents arranged our marriage" No aviraj. THIS was the sentence you blurted out before your would be bride? Kya paati banega tu. Vyomika blinked once at him and nodded like a Ai robot would. Aviraj spoke again "Do you..agree to this marriage? If you don't, then the marriage won't happen without your consent" "I agree." ___________________________________________ Pasand aya? Koi nai, baad mein aur hai😋💌

Neeti and Yashwant had been unsworn rivals for their whole fifteen years of school. They used to fight at every chance they got. Oftentimes very violently. They didn't exactly go around hating each other loudly but it was clear to everyone that they fumed with envy if one scored better than the other. This circle went on until the end of the school and they eventually lost contact. But now twelve years later they meet again, this time more mature and more attractive than the last time. This time something changed or rather some realisation hit. Yashwant knew exactly why he played rival and Neeti knew exactly why she leaned into him. The hidden feelings came into play and denying them was getting harder. But is it worth it? Those walks on the beach, those late night conversations and those lingering gazes? Well you never know until you try.

𝐻𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑜𝑠 𝑑𝑖𝑠𝑔𝑢𝑖𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑠 𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑚, 𝑆ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑚 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑓𝑒𝑙𝑡 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑜𝑠🌙 𝗔𝗵𝗮𝗮𝗻 𝗞𝗮𝗽𝗼𝗼𝗿, The cricket prodigy. Composed chaos. Reckless genius. Adored, envied, untouchable. And 𝗔𝗻𝘂𝘀𝗵𝗸𝗮 𝗔𝗿𝗼𝗿𝗮, The girl who believed in words more than miracles. A Mass Media student who never feared a story, but somehow, he became the one story she couldn't write without breaking. He spoke through 𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔. She spoke through 𝒊𝒏𝒌. He chased 𝒗𝒊𝒄𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔. She chased 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒕𝒉𝒔. He didn't like 𝒃𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅. She couldn't stop 𝒂𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒚𝒛𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒊𝒎. Every encounter ~ 𝒂 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏. Every argument ~ 𝒂 𝒘𝒂𝒓 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒈𝒖𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒔 𝒃𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓. But beneath the chaos, something shifted. He hated 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆. She hated 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒐𝒈𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆. Yet when she looked at him, she saw the cracks beneath the crown. And when he looked at her, he saw the calm he'd been running from. He was the boy who feared being left. She was the girl who feared staying. And somehow, they built a home in the space between. Destiny tried to draw their lines apart, they rewrote the map 𝒕𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓. She thought she was documenting 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒆. He made her part of 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒍𝒆𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒅. 𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙚𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙬 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙣𝙖𝙢𝙚, 𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙙𝙚 𝙨𝙪𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙞𝙩.