Holi Stories

A childhood promise made in the colors of Holi... A boy who vowed to always protect her. A girl whose heart is full of dreams. Ridityat Sharma, a shy and talented dancer from a modest family, never imagined her childhood memories would shape her future. At 19, in her first year of college, she's focused on her dreams... until fate thrusts her into a life she never expected: married to Rajveer Rathore, the serious, commanding, and protective CEO who once promised to guard her. Between family expectations, childhood memories, and a marriage neither of them planned, Ridi and Rajveer must navigate love, loyalty, and destiny... one unexpected twist at a time. Will a promise made in innocence survive the pressures of adulthood?

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A family promise binds two strangers into marriage - one who doesn't believe in love, and one who refuses to fear him. What begins as a business deal turns into a battle of egos, emotions, and unexpected tenderness. Between rituals, rivalry, misunderstandings, and healing - two guarded hearts discover that destiny sometimes hides inside a forced vow.

"Thank you so much guys for this." "Don't thank us, it was all done by your Mr. Kim Taehyung The Great" "Happy holi jagiya." "Thank you love, I love you so much." A Taehyung Oneshot on the occasion of the festival of colours - Holi HAPPY HOLI EVERYONE!! May the sweets of holi fill the sweetness of love in your life ❤️

|| FEATURED ×4 || 『●FEATURED IN READING LIST OF #WATTPADSHORTSTORY ♥️ ●3RD PLACE IN SUNKISSED_PETAL AWARD ●FEATURED IN "BLUEBIRDS AWARDS" ●FEATURED IN WATTPAD'S @ambassador PROFILE』 [1947-1948] The era in which the upheaval situation initiated and culminated... Based on "Choice 1" 🔺️"|Please note that this story has been crafted with deliberate and vivid intention. Additionally, any resemblances between the plot or characters should be regarded as purely coincidental. If you happen to come across any errors or inconsistencies, I would appreciate it if you could overlook them|".🔻 The narration emerges from the old Varanda of Lahore; it encircles the presence of the many individuals who never has been known or never thought of, ensnared in a bizarre state of affairs. Satrupa, married and unbeknown to her husband, her senility, her worldliness and the capability to uphold the marital bond, albeit to a lesser extent. She was just 20 years old, and when she was 15 she was pushed into the nuptial world. Unfortunate circumstances have led Bhagat into a situation where he is wrongly accused of a crime and is now attempting to evade punishment. As an orphan, he has experienced the challenges of navigating a dark and unforgiving world, with loneliness consuming his existence. His relentless search for companionship has allowed him to maintain a sense of optimism amidst adversities. Consider the scenario in which an individual must assume the identity of their friend. What if they are compelled to remain hidden, waiting for an opportunity? Furthermore, contemplate a situation in which someone is forced to impersonate another in a bid to protect their own life. Lastly, what if one sets out on a journey towards their goal, only to be thwarted by unexpected circumstances? To bring to light the rejoining dots, Come in the Narrator's craft, witness the bloody partition of two Nations of 1947 and let your presence be a testimony of "The Spotless

Holi...festival of colors, is a celebration that brings a burst of joy and fun for everyone.🎊😊🤩 Every year, this festival serves as an opportunity for couples to strengthen their bond and create beautiful memories.♥️✨ Let's have a look how MoRan celebrate their holi in PSAF along with their friends and family!❤️❤️❤️ Warning ⚠️- DON'T READ IT IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT OR YOU DON'T LIKE ME OR MY WRITING STYLE. NO NEED TO BASH ME!

Just my Ramblings of being a teenage Asian/English girl. Hope it makes you laugh :)

Esta historia es 100% creación mía, espero les guste. trataré de actualizar constantemente

corro por la carretera en l}plena noche donde solo se 'podia escuchar mis pasos y respiracion escapando de mis secuestradores de los cuales pude escapar en una pequeño descuido que tuve aunque no se cuantos

⭐ A Collection Of O N E - S H O T S ⭐ ~*~*~*~*~*~* You see yourself lying in an open, green grassfield. Either you are too tired or just simply bored. Soon, you are embraced by the dark, milky band of the sky -- yeah, the night! Some milky, tiny, shimmering little glitters begin to appear in the sky right before your eyes that are still staring up at the sky. Yes, it's STARS! By now, you are left in wonderment by it's beauty. Most of the stars are standing separately and not together, and are shining on their own. But the magic emitted by either of these... that's something that cannot be explained in mere words. You let the charm of this serene, starry night engulf you completely, close your eyes and be grateful for getting to witness these scintillates. Beautiful, isn't it? Well, life is also like a star. You shine when you earn your time. No matter if you are alone or with a crowd... No matter if you have someone by your side or not... There's always a reason to shine, a right time to shine, just like these scintillating stars shine right when it's night. 'Those scintillates do have a meaning in our lives' -- and that's true. ~*~*~*~*~*~* 'SCINTILLATES' is my One-Shot Collection ❤ Highest Rank : #63 In Short Story On 31/08/2018

A short story based on the occasion of Holi, the festival of colours. ©All rights reserved.

Todo está saliendo mal tu mejor amiga se va a mudar y me fui sola a un campamento pero conoces a persona maravillosas

Its a holi special Rishbala story.. How holi brought two hearts close..

Es un chico solitario que entro a la preparatoria y sin darse cuenta una chica entro en su vida y le hizo hacer la vida mas agradable