It doesn't matters who you love, if that person reciprocates your feeling. Sometimes being, or getting things to be legal, doesn't help with the problem. It's the acceptance we want, not sympathy. I am Shanaya Singhania, I am an Indian and a lesbian and this is my story. . . . . . #1 in romanticfiction - January 27, 2019 #1 in girl×girl- December 26, 2019 #2 in pridemonth - November 13, 2019 #2 in drama-romance December 10, 2019 #8 in sexuality- November 25, 2019 #9 in Lgbtrights - December 3, 2019 #9 in indianlovestory - November 21, 2019 #14 in feature- March 23, 2020 #15 in lgbtpride- April 2, 2020 #19 in literasia- July 28, 2019 #21 in lesbianfiction- November 17, 2019 #22 in books- November 2, 2018 #31 in India- November 12, 2019 #31 in girlfriend- March 23, 2020 . . this is my submission for Wattpad Pen Your Pride With #WattPride. . . . This book is not edited, I will edit it once it is complete. . . . Hope you guys love the book. Also check out my other books. Happy Reading! Much Love Khushee Taneja.

Rohan Nanda is the yonger son of one of the greatest Indian business tycoons, Ashok Nanda. According to Rohan's family, Rohan was "good for nothing" because he did not like the way of multimillionaires. Rohan always wanted to be free and do what he wanted. He wanted to spend his life like a normal regular person. He was exhausted of the fake smiles and cruelty of the upper class. And the person, who cherished his dream of becoming free was his best friend, Abhi. Abhimanyu Singh was a middle class boy. He lost his parents when he was 2 years old during a car accident. His loving and childless uncle and aunty brought him up. He had several problems in his life, financial problem was one of them. He was hard working. And the only person he loved other than his family was his best friend Rohan. Being gay, he loved Rohan more than a friendly way, but never came between Rohan and his girlfriend, Shanaya Singhania. But on the way of helping Rohan achieving his dream, when their lives took a life and death risk, would Abhi stand beside Rohan? Would he be able to save the life of his love?

the thoughts of others terrify me... so here's mine. (#1 poet - 08.03.19) (#1 sadpoems - 08.04.19) (#2 poem - 08.11.19) (#1 thoughtsandfeelings - 08.14.19)

poems about lovers i've never met and heartbreak i've never felt

Sometimes my voice dies in my throat, buries itself beneath waves of crippling suffocation, burns itself out as cold hands tear at my laced skin. I have smiled while my eyes have cried and pleaded, my wrists numb, my lips wobbling and blue, and stars escaping this dark night that I'm trapped in. I long for a darkness that gives way to light. But I do feel the warmth of petals gathering and scattering in my cold bones, and imagine the touch and the sweetness of a kiss, and my heart rises to the surface of this sea and finds a sky painted by passing artists remaining far above our heads. I'm breathing out all the words I've kept locked under the pages of my breaking mind. And by doing so, I'm going to heal. TRIGGER WARNINGS: depression, anxiety, self harm, suicidal thoughts, OCD, panic attacks

let the pages bleed.

some poetry I write when I'm a tad bit delirious

I'm not a poet. I'm not anything. I'm just a young soul trying to express herself through the only way she knows how. ~A collection of simple poems~ Highest rankings: #6 in Poem - 25/09/18 #7 in Poem - 19/09/18 #15 in Poem - 1/09/18 #13 in Poetry - 27/09/18 #17 in Poem - 18/08/18 #19 in Poetry - 25/09/18 #23 in Poetry - 23/09/18 #28 in Poetry - 19/09/18 First published: 16/06/18