Marathi Stories

it is a fanfiction sequel of Marathi serial dil dosti duniyadari.d.d.d was a journey of six friends who live at Mumbai and not only share same flat but also share their life with each other.all are different shades and colours.with them their will be more main characters which will have impact in each other life.

She is a brilliant psychology and criminology student who can understand the human mind better than she understands love. To her, her psychology professor is simply a man she respects. Her cold, strict superior officer is simply someone she enjoys teasing. She has no idea that both men are secretly in love with her. Then, during her maternal cousin's wedding, she returns to the Maharashtrian village she used to visit as a child. There, she meets a famous pro wrestler. A self-made, wealthy man. A generous soul. An orphan who raised his two younger brothers and built everything he has with his own hands. The village girls dream of marrying him. But he has only ever loved one girl. Her. Years ago, when she visited the village with her mother, a young boy used to give her kalakand. She never knew his name. She never truly knew who he was. All she has left is a faint memory of a boy, a sweet piece of kalakand, and a feeling she cannot explain. But he remembers everything. He knows exactly who she is. And what she doesn't know is that the famous wrestler is the elder brother of the psychology professor and the cold officer in her life. Three brothers. Three secrets. One girl caught between a professor she respects, a superior officer she loves to tease, and a mysterious wrestler who has loved her since childhood. And somewhere between city life, village traditions, crime investigations, old memories, and a piece of kalakand... she may finally discover the identity of the boy she never really knew.

MALGAONKAR: THE FALLEN EMPIRE The Chilling True Story of the Bhagvangad Curse Story Description: "The ground you walk upon remembers every drop of blood it has tasted." In the early 20th century, the village of Bhagvangad in Chinder lived under the shadow of a single name: Malgaonkar. They were the kings of the Konkan-wealthy, powerful, and untouchable. Cloaked in fine silk dhotis and saffron fhetas, they ruled with an iron fist, believing their status made them greater than the law, and eventually, greater than God himself. But the Malgaonkar Wada was built on secrets. When a famous Lavni dancer named Naik demanded her rights, she was silenced forever and buried beneath the very soil where the family took their tea. When a curious police officer followed her trail, he too was swallowed by the earth, buried deep under the family's feet while his own comrades dined unknowingly above his grave. The empire's arrogance reached its peak when Dada Saheb Malgaonkar committed the ultimate sin: he stepped into the village temple and slapped the face of the deity. The retribution was swift. The curse was permanent. From a golden dynasty to a crumbling ruin, witness the true story of a family's descent into madness, mysterious deaths, and total downfall. Today, the once-grand mansion is a skeletal remains of stone and wood, haunted by the muffled sound of dancing bells and a legacy of blood. Read the true account of the Malgaonkars. If you doubt the truth, the ruins in Chinder are still there, waiting for you to stand where the bodies were hidden.

Hi everyone. I have decided to post my various thoughts via poems. The chapters here will be arranged according to different topics. You can read according to your choice.Hope you like them. Also, if you find typos, grammatical mistakes, etc, do point them out. Doors are always open to criticism.

Aditi Jai has been a thorn in my side since day two of knowing him. With his maddeningly clever comebacks, brilliant ideas, and annoyingly impressive skills, he's made my bid for Committee Member of the college's Annual Festival feel like a never-ending battle. But I'm not backing down without a fight. His lopsided grins and charming antics may work on others - but not on me. Or at least, that's what I keep telling myself... especially as late-night planning sessions start to blur the lines between rivalry and something far more complicated. Jai I've been a goner since the day I sat behind her in class. I joined the college fest committee to gain experience - and maybe get closer to the girl I couldn't stop thinking about. What I didn't expect was to find myself in direct competition with her for the Committee Member spot. She's fierce, smart, and completely captivating - and every time I think I've got the upper hand, she surprises me again. I'm head over heels, but I won't let that stop me from giving this contest everything I've got. Even if it means losing my heart to her along the way. Tropes Frenemies to lovers Forced Proximity Work/College Rivals Indian Romance Cultural representation College romance

story of overcoming insecurities, finding hope, and being forever grateful for the one person who pulled you out of the dark when you couldn't see the light.....

Ruthvik Deshmukh 18 years old a marathi boy , who live in Mumbai he's a very punctual discipline introvert kinda boy who talks rarely with strangers and not so active on social media platform. On the other hand there is Arohi Chakraborty 16 years old a pure bengali girl and she's exactly opposite to Ruthvik's charecter. She's very bubbly mastikhor carefree clumsy ambivert kinda girl and socially active too. Who live in Kolkata . So, lets see what will happen when vada pav meets mishti doi but in a unique and different way .... :)

He is an Army Lieutenant General, the highest officer on frontline border. She was a mere village girl, who had cleared her 12th grade exams. None of them thought of being a life partner to someone like eachother. Shashi Kulkarni - aged 27, left his home with his older sister at the age of 15 for having a peaceful life. Rohini Gokhle - aged 20, living with her strict family, breathing everyday in the hope of finding freedom one day. What will happen, if both of them, due to an accident, get married to each other? ___________________________ If you feel, arranged marriage can be a mistake sometimes, then come, and witness the arranged and mistaken marriage. Come, and have a look at how destiny decided to make the sorrowful lives of Shashi and Rohini into a heaven after they met each other. Come, and witness how, a marriage done by mistake, turns into a sweet gift by destiny. Come, witness the PUNARJANMA (REBIRTH) of two cursed souls, resulting in the birth of wonderful, blessed humans. ___________________________ Really, is it important to have relations only by blood ? Both of them lived in a living hell before they met each other. And the reason were their own blood relatives. If you think having step mother/father is a sorrowful fate, then what you will say to someone whose real mother/father make their life miserable ?