This is my take on episodes 29, 30, etc. and the Fabri, perfume, Can in jail farce. I could not stand Can's attitude at the hut, his attitude was that of a spoiled brat, his yelling at Sanem in front of Polen, and her smirking. I could not stand Polen from her first introduction. My interpretation of this story does not include Can's memory loss, leaving for a year, or Sanem acting so childish. I will make Huma pay for her interference, but still working on that idea. I also did not like Emre getting off so easily. He needs to repent a little more. I thought Aziz was made out to be simple minded, when he had started and built a multimillion dollar business. He was not that old. I took creative license to make the story like I would have liked it to be and end! I made up details just to make it fun at times. There will be drama and violence, not my favorite, but will get even with some of the villains. I am not affiliated with Erkenci Kus, its actors, writers, or anyone. I am just a fan and not a writer. Any mistakes are my own and if any ideas are similar to others, I apologize. Please enjoy and thank you for reading.

Savi didu's works on Rikara would be uploaded here as a tribute to her. I have only a few in hand which I have got from her family. In the memory of Savina didu !

The passionate story of Tessa and Hardin continues as family secrets, deep betrayals, and career opportunities threaten to tear them apart.

Tessa Young is an 18 year old college student with a simple life, excellent grades, and a sweet boyfriend. She always has things planned out ahead of time, until she meets a rude boy named Hardin, with too many tattoos and piercings who shatters her plans.

What's in store when a simple middle class girl Gauri Sharma decides to woo lawyer Omkara SIngh Oberoi, her crush from college days ?

it's my frustration on the Vanwass track..( Rikara centric) Home is where the heart is goes the age old saying. But what happens when you bait everything you've while searching for a home with the never ending supply of love you've within you, but fail miserably in finding a home. A heart where you belong And you contemplate is it worth the try? Is it worth all the effort? Hiraeth.. ain't it... A seemingly low pain , an emptiness in one's heart. Is the hope of a home where you belong just an illusion or not? 😊 for more check the prologue.