Kashmir Stories

✨UPDATES: Every day at 7:00 am✨ Kashi returns to her ancestral home in Kerala for a quiet holiday. But peace is short-lived when her mother drags her to the local jothsyan, for a "routine consultation."Kashi manages to irk the astrologer with her eye-rolling. His revenge is swift dark times ahead, marriage is the only solution, and it needs to happen immediately. Enter Major Rishab M.- the marriage broker's absolute prize catch. And a too good to be true resume ,With a mixed family heritage. What follows is a collision of North and South! Join them in the war of worlds! Enemies to lovers troup Architect! × Major!

Maahi Sehgal × Kabir Khan "Tum type kyu kr raho ho??bol nhi sakte kya?"She said in a mocking tone but the guy again smiled. To her surprise he nodded in agreement with her statement which made her feel bad. "Tum bol nhi sakte?"She whispered and he nodded his head at that. __________________________ "What are we Maahi?"He signed as he questioned her the thing he was having a doubt about. What were they? Maahi stared at him with a blank face,not understanding why he was asking this so suddenly. "Mein tumhare calls nhi utha raha tha toh tum yaha tak aa gayi bina waqt ki parwah kiye,what does this make us"He asked in sign language wanting an answer from her because his mind was blocked right now. "We are friends"She said slowly as if not sure what she was saying was correct. Kabir looked at her and then nodded his head at her words. She said it,they were friends,he doesn't needs to think otherwise now. _____________________________ "Maahi"Nargis Chachi said and I nodded my head at that. "Mashallah naam toh bht pyaara h"Mehek chachi said. "Sirf naam se kisi ke baare mein pata nhi chal jaata"Dadijaan said and I sighed. I know it is going to be difficult to convince her. "Woh bht acchi ladki h Dadijaan"I signed and she just stared at me and didn't say anything. "Ladki kya krti h??"Nargis Chachi asked when nobody said anything. "Apne parivaar ka karobaar sambhalti h"I signed and Dadijaan raised her eyebrows hearing that. "Kaam krne wali ladki h?"Dadijaan asked and I nodded my head at that. "Aur woh musalmaan nhi h,Hindu h"I signed and waited for the dam to brake now. Dadijaan had her hand to her mouth now as if this has surprised her beyond wits.All the ladies were shocked and so were the gents this time. _______________________________ Join Kabir and Maahi on their journey from being strangers to passionate lovers and eventually a married couple. Be with them to know their journey and the difficulties they faced during this.

Ivana Raina and Rian Sarin meet unknowingly while hitchhiking, setting off on a path where their lives collide in the most unexpected way. What began as a brief, fleeting journey soon transforms into a deep yearning, a profound friendship, and a bond so powerful that it cannot be forgotten, no matter how much time passes. As they travel, a soul-stirring connection emerges-one woven together by many musical rhythms and the secret melodies of the heart. On this long and winding road, their story reaches a crossroads where it must either become immortal and eternal, or remain forever as nothing more than an unspoken, incomplete chapter.

It's not right, That I find I am fighting... Sleep at night. Perplexed... By your perception of love. And I lay seeking... With wishes to meet, Your unspoken expectations. It's not right. It's not right, That I keep reaching to heights. Thinking I might be able to represent, What I believe is meant... When given your silent treatment. I ask of you what is on your mind? And each time you reply, 'Nothing.' But my feelings do not lie. There is something in you from me you hide. And this you deny. When it comes time for you to leave, I get a hug without a squeeze. And a distant kiss... Far from passionate. Is this the last time I will see you anymore? Those thoughts race through my mind... As I take a peek at you, Walking away from my closing door. It's not right, That I find I am fighting... Sleep at night. Perplexed... By your perception of love. Or is that my perception that over re-acts. As I am left... Feeling a hopelessness without a single fact. 'Do you love me? ' I think to myself as I wish. And maybe yours is not admitted... Because you are just too afraid to know it. And my willingness to show mine, Has blinded you. Yeah... That's what it is. I've made you too afraid to know it! Whew! Yeah. That's what it is. I've made you too afraid to know it! Too afraid to show it, Yet. What a relief. Lawrence S. Pertillar Sorry for mistakes because this is my first book. Thank you friends for all your love and support on my book.❤✒❤✒❤

A story that is incomplete, but its complete in the story Where there is so much love that one waits for years and one forgot But when have to see each other after years The heart will beat again with those beats After 7 years, again the same love, the same wait Read the love story which is absolutely real

A intercaste love story with sad ending. Betrayal , and sacrifice of love.

One business stands out as the top option for all your bearing needs in the center of the humming metropolis of Kolkata, where industries flourish and commerce grow: Paramount Bearing Company.

Kashmir is a Disputed territory between two nuclear countries India And Pakistan who themselves enjoy full freedom but it's unfortunate kashmiri who is occupied and not allowed to live a free life. He is not even taken into in consideration when they want to talk about Kashmir. Kashmiri is given no right to decide what Kashmir wants . Kashmir is often called the haeven on earth and some call it it's crown and some call it it jugular vein. But none wants to know that Kashmir is just kashmir. Kashmir belongs to Kashmiris and only Kashmiris have right to decide it's fate. This heaven have bled , have been murdered, have been blinded. But this Kashmir never gave up! It rises strong after every blow to try to knock it down. Kashmir didn't asked for anything new, they just want their birth right to be fulfilled and want to live as a free nation. Kashmir - A Nation Back To Stone Age By : Junaid Maqbool ©Copyright : Anyone wanting to use the material should ask for permission. ----

A short story highliting the Human Rights Violations which are being committed in Kashmir by the Indian Armed Forces.