An ordinary tale of two lives in most extra ordinary way.Story of every time, every now and then, one of us ,where our heart lies and soul belongs to ... Once upon a time ,A rainbow unicorn dreamt of impossibilities just like its fake conceptualisation and narration, but on the other hand when life was not a fairy tale of romance and the prince charm did not came on a white horse ,does that Unicorn chopped off its white wings!?.or the Pegasus with the wings and horns who had locked its horns with the unicorn will gave her his wings to fly and chop off his own!!... The most imperfect tale of Two solitary, unaccompanied,lone hermits on the path of inextricable journey of live!!love?? and every other thing in between.... Story of Sidharth Rajput and Shehnaaz Rana from 1990 to......... Explicit Mature content but in a positive way🤪 Cover picture by our very own super talented @Halcondays...Shraddha thanks for bearing my demands and for your love. Copyright ©️ and Infringement.

At a posh locality of " dilwalon ki Dilli"There she was, sitting on her terrace, sipping her coffee and thinking about love.... What it Love. You can invite love, but you cannot dictate how, when, and where love expresses itself. Love cannot be turned on as a reward nor can it be turned off as a punishment. How much we may want to, we can not command, demand, or take away love, just like we can't command the moon and the stars and the wind and the rain to come and go according to our whims. You can not make someone love you nor can prevent it.Marriage have little do with love.yes He is getting married but will that stop me from loving him.. NO .....NEVER.... And in another part of the city he was standing near the large window of his office and thinking... What is love, you can dictate your heart not to fall in love but in the end, love strikes like lightning: unpredictable and irrefutable. You can even find yourself loving people you never wanted to love in a certain way. Like the sun, love radiates to the deepest Conner of your heart. Love is inherently free. It cannot be bought, sold, or traded. Love is not a commodity, Love has no territory or border.Does marriage has anything to do with love.? marrying someone else mean the end of love.... NO.... NEVER....

Its a is story that dictates how two miserably broken souls coming from two completely different stature of the society become acquaintance n further turn out to be an integral part of each other's life. where one is dealing with the wrath of so called social norms the other one deeply suffers personal loses . how they cross each others path.... its a journey towards restoration of the destorted souls hence forth ameliorating it with love ,intensity, passion n undying faith on each other. caution 🔞 -story will have a fair amount of mature content but not vulgur or smut..... still those who have any issue regarding the same please stay away. coz i will according to the demand of the story.

Not just a marriage, but a settlement Not just a bond, but a custom, Not just a consummation, but a requirement. Not just a story, but much more than that. Its a short story..... So hop on the boat n relish the enigmatic journey. Name of character will remain as sidharth n sana only. This book contain mature content 🔞 #1 on feelings

i will be ok sana... You should leave now " he mumbled maintaing a straight face, gathering strength from each every building block of his body. "leave what? " she whispered making him hug her. "this place, my vicinty and..... Me " he stated ,resting his chin on her shoulder softly. Giving up on her was the toughest thing for him. It literally tore him apart. She chuckled and moved her lips close to his ears. "sorry thats not possible....and You u know why " she whispered "why? " "coz i have manifested already.... " she exclaimed witha painful smile. "manifested what? " he asked breaking the hug. She looked different, as if she had rose from her ashes. "manifested of being urs.... Forever! " she concluded and came out of his arms.

She was an extrovert, who has her head in the cloud,He was practical to the bones with streaks of intelligence. She is whimsical enough to think of consequences. His every action is well calculated, everys action, measured. She desire everything farfetched and dances to joy and even smile to sorrows.logic is his middle name and his every move, under control. Her age was a mere number as a child is still living within her.He is a man who had completely left childhood behind when he was still a child. She could imagine rainbows on even sunny day and loves running behind imaginery butterflies, He never had time to admire the rainbow and butterflies for him were mere distractions. Their life would have been perfect ,in their uniquely imperfect ways,she would have lived her life with hair in the breeze, he would have worked hard to achieve new heights and never had they ever would have known that they were the salvation from the burden of being themselves if they hadn't met that evening.

Before you start this story, I must admit that this is not a love story. While the love-story is at the core of the story, it's not what drives it. "The bias" is a story exploring themes important to most of the women. A few things in the story could trigger old wounds/ fears. The male lead in the story is not a saviour, he doesn't rescue the woman and neither does she need it. While the male lead himself goes on a life altering journey, it's the female lead whose story would trigger you, make you restless, uncomfortable, bring forth your worst memories and maybe scare you as well. ( It's not a horror story as well) . It is a long journey full of questions, hope, hopelessness, fear , anger, resentment, fight and defeat. It's a story where the system fails you, clips your wings and yet doesn't let you shed a tear. The story would choke you at times, maybe you would want to keep the story away. And maybe you would calm your mind saying that this is just a story and it's not real, while your head would keep thinking of the real people the story happens to. It is my attempt to raise awareness, maybe this story would make someone share their story, or see things better. Maybe this story would help save at least a single person. Maybe. And I hope so. I hope that by the end of this story you and I are a different person, who knows a little more and who can do the world a little better. And save a life.

'Sonder to Ikigai - The Freedom in Love' is dedicated to my lovely Amna! For the person she is and moreover for the person she is to me. I love you. //Sonder// The profound feeling of realizing that everyone, including strangers passed in the street, has a life as complex as one's own, which they are constantly living despite one's personal lack of awareness of it. And sometimes, the stranger who makes you feel that sonder, and then takes you in and shows you a familiarity you've never known before. Here's a story of two souls seeking nirvana. Can Love give them the Freedom? *This book is my original work, written with my entire heart, with lots of love and excessive amounts of research. Please do not copy my work and portray it as your own. Do not screenshot it and post my chapters anywhere else. This will amout to plagiarism. I do not appreciate it. 'Sonder to Ikigai - Freedom in Love' exists only on Wattpad. Thank you.* ⚠️caution- contains mature, and graphic content. Has deeply descriptive mentions of self-harm, drug abuse, violence, mental health issues and more. Read at your own risk.⚠️ ‼️if you have the heart, and the strength, then go on this beautiful journey of recovery and finding a reason to stay alive, and live a life worth living despite everything! I hope everyone struggling finds their reason too.‼️