ये इश्क़ नहीं आसान बस इतना समझ लीजिये, एक आग का दरिया है और डूब के जाना है. Yeh ishq nahi aasaan, bas itna samajh lee jiye
Ek aag ka darya hain, Aur doob ke jaana hain (This love is not easy one needs to understand, it is an ocean of fire and you can only drown in it to cross it) ---------------------------- AN ARSHI FANFIC - Picking up from the night of the contract marriage this will be a tale of passion, deception and unbreakable resolve. Will the fire between them burn away the lies, or will silence become their undoing? I don't own the characters of Arnav, Khushi & others and this story is fictional. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead or actual events is purely coincidental.

Marriage in Raizada family forced everyone to show their true color and truth making lies and secrets of years destroyed. Khushi was confronted by her past and present. Arnav was pushed forward from grief and anger. Payal reminded that her family needs her more than her heart. And Aakash realises he gotten second chance.

Garv Oberoi was a bitter man with a lot of money and the same amount of pent up anger towards life. According to him, life cheated him of happiness and a normal chance at it. He was always the one laden with responsibilities. Everyone out in the world seemed to envy his life, in fact, they wanted a life like him, except that he had no life. Wary of personal commitments, his life consisted of just work. Due to a very unfortunate situation which life yet again threw at him, Bani entered his life. And with his mistrust in people below his class along with his aversion to husband seeking females in general, he expected her to be the same, attention seeking, gold-digging, manipulative, opportunist girl that he was so used to getting off his back. But he need not worry about that, he realized in some time. Bani guarded her heart with a stronger wall around it than Garv's. Romance or husband was the last thing on her mind. And Garv Oberoi was the last candidate for the same if the thought ever sprang up in her mind. She was just like sunshine, but without any intention of gracing Garv's life with her warmth and brightness. He slowly gathered that she wasn't playing hard to get, in fact, she was not playing at all. And with that, she intrigued him. One fine day, he found himself wishing that she would play this game of relationships with him. When did his simple interest turn into romantic one, he did not know. The thing he knew though was that she has become the anchor of his sanity, the center of his, Adit and Adya's life. And he has to make her his. Only his for eternity.

This is the continuation of the story that began with Prithvi.. (volume 1) - http://www.wattpad.com/story/5433945-prithvi-vol-1 Note posted on 5 October 2022 'Prithvi' is an ongoing story. It was in 2008 that the story began to flow through me. I continue to be as passionate about it as I was back then. However, I do not know how long it would take to be completed. I do not know how many more volumes or chapters will be required. I update chapters only once a month, and even that doesn't happen at times. But if you would still like to experience this story, please go ahead and give it a try. I hope you enjoy reading 'Prithvi' as much as I enjoy writing it.

Arranged marriage was an age-old story that Khushi, the youngest of the infamous Gupta family, who revolutionized and dominated the trading market for generations, knew well. For it was the only thing she heard growing up. But that neither prepared her nor comforted her as she got ready that morning. It was an important day, a day where she would trade her surname for a new one, her silence for a new chance, her respect for a new hope, her life for another. It was a day of contracts, both new and old. As she hid behind the traditional red shawl, knowing that the whole world would be watching her, waiting to pounce, she wondered why her mother never told her about any of the good marriages. The ones that worked out. The ones that had hope. The ones that had love. Probably because they don't exist, Khushi thought to herself. Only, destiny had believed otherwise. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- This is a stand alone story that has no connection with the original show, Iss Pyar Ko Kya Naam Doon, except for the names of the lead characters. All other content of this story belongs strictly to the author, Archi. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- #1 in ArnavSinghRaizada - 04/12/2019 #1 in KhushiKumariGupta - 18/01/2020 #1 in ArHi - 20/05/2020

When Arnav Singh Raizada (boasting of a long history of looking down upon dentistry and dentists alike) falls victim to rotten, aching teeth, he must find himself a dentist to ease his suffering. Khushi Kumari Gupta, dentist by profession and a complete whacko as a side hobby, harbors a secret fantasy of pounding on a set of 32 with a sledgehammer at least once in her lifetime. Upon her very first meeting with Mr. Raizada, she is positive that she has found a sample worthy of the cause. But they say love blossoms in unlikely places. Will a dental clinic with its horrifying instruments and squeaky assistants, set the stage for romance for this crazy duo? And since when have Arnav and Khushi really known each other? Some say, from the cradle!

An Arnav and Khushi story, reimagined in an alternate universe of present day Delhi - where class, privilege, ambition, dreams, relationships, politics all of it collide. The story seeks to explore how a motley group of teens, grow up, experience loss, learn and unlearn a few lessons, and ultimately find love and peace.

This is the continuation of the story that began with Prithvi.. (volume 1) - http://www.wattpad.com/story/5433945-prithvi-vol-1 Note posted on 5 October 2022 'Prithvi' is an ongoing story. It was in 2008 that the story began to flow through me. I continue to be as passionate about it as I was back then. However, I do not know how long it would take to be completed. I do not know how many more volumes or chapters will be required. I update chapters only once a month, and even that doesn't happen at times. But if you would still like to experience this story, please go ahead and give it a try. I hope you enjoy it reading 'Prithvi' as much as I enjoy writing it.

An eminent politician with ties to royalty, Uday Rajvansh had no use for a wife. Any wife. Clamoring for a respite from her never-ending bad luck, Niyati Mishra was in a desperate need of a husband. Any husband. A tragedy tied these two unlikely candidates in holy matrimony. He cursed his stars. She fell to her knees and thanked hers. But abruptly, their marriage lost its cause. His freedom was within his reach again. However, he wasn't sure if that was what he wanted anymore. For it had become clear to Uday that Niyati was the one he had been waiting for, all along. Subconsciously. Reluctantly. Desperately.

Sometimes what we want in life is not what we actually need. And Ranveer Singhania learned it the hard way. That too just in time.