histórias de Indianvillage

🎀⋆｡𖦹°.🧿⋆❀˖°🍧 𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗠𝗔𝗜𝗡 𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗔 𝗗𝗘𝗘𝗪𝗔𝗡𝗔 𝐒𝐈𝐘𝐀 𝐌𝐄𝐇𝐑𝐀 Siya was built for purpose, her frame curvy and solid, her skin a rich, compelling dusky tone that glowed under the unforgiving Indian sun. Her confidence wasn't practiced; it was an innate spiritual buoyancy. She handled cash, complaints, and compliments with the same easy grace, her eyes sharp and assessing, missing nothing. Her life was an open book, written in bold, optimistic strokes. She was sunshine distilled, a force of nature entirely comfortable in her skin and her place, even as she dreamed of places elsewhere. 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐖𝐀𝐓 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐔𝐇𝐀𝐍 Shashwat Chauhan carried his world with him, and it was a heavy one. He was the definition of controlled containment. At sixteen, his lean, muscular frame was not the result of village labor, but of frantic, disciplined gym work-a physical attempt to outrun the demons that clawed at him in the quiet hours. He was strikingly handsome, certainly, but his beauty was sterile, guarded. His jaw was perpetually clenched, his eyes-deep-set and intense-held the muted, faraway look of someone who had seen too much, too soon.

1980 ka daur tha- jab rishton ki buniyad vaadon se zyada zimmedariyon par tiki hoti thi. Jab shaadi pyaar se pehle hoti thi, aur pyaar... dheere-dheere seekha jaata tha. Pallavi Thakur sirf 18 saal ki ladki thi- dasvi pass, sapnon se bhari aankhein aur dil mein anjaana sa darr. Uske liye shaadi ek faisla tha jo usne khud nahi liya, par jismein uski poori zindagi likhi ja chuki thi. Raghav Singh- gaon ka doctor, 28 saal ka zimmedaar aadmi, jiske liye rishton ka matlab sirf ehsaas nahi, farz bhi tha. Woh kam bolta tha, par jab nibhata tha, poori imandari se. Unke beech 10 saal ka faasla tha- umar ka, soch ka, duniya ko dekhne ke tareeke ka. Aur isi faasle ke beech, ek kahani janam lene wali thi-samajh ki, sahare ki, aur dheere-dheere pyaar ban jaane wali mohabbat ki. Yeh kahani hai ek laal lehenga, ek shaant doctor, aur un rishton ki... jo waqt ke saath sirf mazboot hote gaye. Kyuki kuch pyaar pehle se likhe hote hain- bas unhe samajhne mein thoda waqt lagta hai.

Story of a child

When Krish, a successful city-based man, returns to his village for his father Nepoleon's final moments, he's struck by the contrast between the silent, grieving home and his son outside playing video games. As memories flood in, we journey through three generations: Krish's father Nepoleon, who worked as a cycle mechanic and never made it past the second standard, carried the weight of dreams his father Kaali never had the chance to fulfill. Krish, raised with nothing but given everything, unknowingly breaks the very chain his father struggled to escape. From shoulders to cycles, from soil to screens-this is a story of sacrifices unsaid, dreams handed down silently, and the bridge between tradition and modern life. A reminder that progress doesn't begin with us-it's inherited.

With the burden of family responsibilities on her shoulders, Prava, a 19-year-old, travelled to Kolkata to earn some money by working odd jobs, and to further her education. Several obstacles arose for her, and she learned to overcome them. There happened several things that changed her life. Click the 'read' button to see through Prava's eyes and get a glimpse of her courageous mind!

chapter 1

This short story describes the necessity of toilets and the sufferings of our Indian village women due to open toilet systems.

In the heart of a riverside village blessed by the sacred Kauvery, courage flows deeper than the water itself. Aadhi, a 17-year-old boy haunted by a childhood tragedy, has spent his life avoiding the river that claimed his mother. But when fate and friendship collide one fateful morning, he is forced to confront his greatest fear. What begins as a moment of panic transforms into a journey of healing, courage, and rediscovery. "Currents of Courage" is a heartfelt tale about loss, friendship, and the quiet strength it takes to rise again - because sometimes, to find peace, you must first face the tide.

The Silent Guardian In a quiet Indian village, Rahul, the youngest of five siblings, chooses a path different from the rest of his family. While his highly educated siblings seek fortune abroad, he dedicates his life to caring for their elderly parents and nurturing the ancestral land. But when fate takes its course and his parents pass away, Rahul is left alone to preserve their legacy. Years later, his siblings return-not with love, but with plans to sell what he holds dear. Betrayed and heartbroken, Rahul makes a choice that will leave his family haunted by regret. A tale of love, sacrifice, and the painful cost of greed, The Silent Guardian explores the depth of human bonds and the devastating consequences of forgotten loyalty. Will Rahul ever find the belonging he deserves, or is he destined to remain a shadow in the lives of those he once called family? A gripping emotional drama that will stay with you long after the last page.

He left his village with dreams bigger than the fields he once ran across. The city promised him everything success, pride, and a future. Instead, it gave him wounds he never expected and failures he couldn't escape. Now, with nothing but disappointment in his hands, he is forced to return to the very soil he once rejected. Home greets him with silence, doubt, and the sting of being called a failure. But sometimes, it is the same soil that breaks you... which also holds the power to rebuild you. In the heart of his village, amidst barren land and fading hope, begins a journey of resilience. With every seed he plants, he must battle not just the earth, but the whispers of those who don't believe in him including his own family. Will he rise again? Will the soil accept him as its son? Or will his second chance with life wither before it blooms? ✨ A story of roots, resilience, and redemption. For sometimes, the future doesn't lie in the city lights it grows quietly in the fields we leave behind.

𝙔𝙪𝙣 𝙣𝙖 𝙠𝙖𝙗𝙝𝙞, 𝙠𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙖 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙯𝙖𝙖𝙧... 𝙈𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙚 𝙠𝙞𝙮𝙖 𝙝𝙖𝙞 𝙩𝙪𝙢𝙨𝙚 𝙥𝙮𝙖𝙖𝙧~ *** 𝙃𝙚 𝙬𝙧𝙤𝙩𝙚 𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙮𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙨 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙤𝙣, 𝙄 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙬 𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙡𝙪𝙨𝙝 𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙤𝙛 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚. *** ᴛʀᴏᴘᴇꜱ 🤌 ꜱᴏʟᴅɪᴇʀ x ᴠɪʟʟᴀɢᴇʀ ꜱᴏꜰᴛ ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴄᴇ 90ꜱ ꜱᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ʜᴇ ꜰᴇʟʟ ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ, ꜱʜᴇ ꜰᴇʟʟ ʜᴀʀᴅᴇʀ ꜰᴏʀʙɪᴅᴅᴇɴ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴠɪɴᴛᴀɢᴇ ᴠɪʙᴇꜱ ꜱʟᴏᴡ ʙᴜʀɴ #1 𝒊𝒏 𝑲𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒎𝒊𝒓 𝒐𝒏 20/11/2025 | 04/01/2026 #5 𝒊𝒏 𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒐𝒏 06/12/2025 #1 𝒊𝒏 𝑻𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒄 𝑹𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒐𝒏 18/01/2026

A thirty years old woman, whose husband of 17 years is leaving her and for what she cannot understand. If you want to know what caused the rift between the loving couple who had spent 17 years of happy married life, read this short story and know about Meena a strong and level minded woman who know when something is wrong. One clue for you guys there is no extra marital affair or anything like this

In the heart of rural India during the 1980s, Siya-an innocent village girl-becomes the bride of Thakur Abhay Singh, the powerful and enigmatic lord of the haveli. Bound by tradition, she cannot speak his name, but soon learns to understand his every unspoken desire. On the night of their wedding, beneath flickering lanterns and heavy silks, a slow-burning storm awakens-of possession, passion, and forbidden tenderness. As Siya surrenders to his touch, she discovers that her world is no longer hers. It belongs to her Thakur ji-completely, eternally.

She was born into a mansion full of rules... ...but her heart only understood music. Locked away for daring to sing, Radha escaped in the dead of night with nothing but a harmonium and a diary of songs for Krishna. Fate led her to a quiet village called Devipur, where she met Raghav - a man abandoned by his own family, raising his little daughter Gungun in silence. Beneath a neem tree, Radha started teaching girls who had never been allowed to dream... and boys who were never allowed to cry. Together, they built Raag Saaz, a music school born of courage and love, slowly turning a forgotten village into a home for unheard voices. This is a story of: 🎶 Found family 🎶 Healing through music 🎶 A daughter's first song 🎶 A love that grew quietly but fiercely

There Was No Face Behind the Veil. Ghoonghat Mein Chehra Nahin Tha In the dusty courtyards of rural Rajasthan, newlywed Lajjo dreams of love the way she's heard it in folk songs, full of shy glances, late-night whispers, and the warmth of shared laughter. But her husband, Veer, speaks little, eats in silence, and leaves before sunrise. Her patience stretches like the desert horizon, but the days remain empty and the nights colder still. When she discovers the truth, that she was never his choice, only his duty - Lajjo begins to wear her ghoonghat even when alone. Not for modesty, but to disappear. A slow, lyrical tale of longing, invisibility, and dignity "Ghoonghat Mein Chehra Nahin Tha" is a story that lingers like a song in the desert wind. ========= Rankings🎖️ 👇🏻 #1 in Traditional love (11-8-25)🥇 #6 in Silent love (13-8-25)🏅 #1 in Folktale (15 -8 -25)🥇 #1 in emotional read ( 20-8-25)🥇 #3 in poetic prose ( 24-8-25) 🥉 #1 in tearjerker (18-9-25)🥇