Ramanbhalla Stories

Her Kind of Peace A Home After Heartbreak Seven years ago, Ishita Bhalla left Delhi behind. Not because she wanted to. But because sometimes love breaks you so completely that staying becomes impossible. After one devastating loss, one ugly separation, and a marriage that could no longer survive its wounds, Ishita walked away from the city she once called home. This time, her family chose her. They packed their lives, left Delhi behind, and helped her start over in a new country far away from painful memories. Years later, fate brings her back. But the woman who returns is no longer the same Ishita everyone remembers. She has built a life. Found a home. Found peace. And standing beside her is a man nobody expected. A man who loved her quietly when the world was too loud. As old wounds reopen and long-buried truths resurface, relationships will be tested, hearts will be challenged, and the past will demand answers. Can old bonds survive the weight of time? Can forgiveness exist without reconciliation? And when life finally offers a second chance at happiness, will Ishita choose the familiar pain of yesterday... or the peace she found today? A story about healing, family, second chances, and finding home in the most unexpected people. Because sometimes the greatest love story isn't the one that begins your journey... It's the one that helps you find yourself again.

Author' note - This is quiet honestly the most soul wrenching thing I have ever written. I am appalled at Ishita' plight and cannot see the respite that might aid her - all I can see is her frightened face and that brave fight she put up against that monster who masquerades as a man. I know this being a show its all fiction but Divyanka I applaud you as, I applaud Anurag as well - you two have shown us the ugly reality that so many women face with such amazing brutality that I bow to your talent Divyanka if I could I would hug you for this performance and say you made me cry and as Ishita, every woman proud of the strength you displayed while fighting to save yourself with all your might. Anurag, I hope I never meet you quite honestly cause I would probably wanna murder you first for the finesse with which you executed the monstrosity of such a hideous man and later congratulate you for the same. Attempted rape is as serious a crime as an actual rape is and I hope with all my heart the writers of this show - all of whom are women realize the severity and the impact of such a crime and deal with it with the much needed sensitivity. This is something no woman ought to face and if she does - even if she escapes- she carries the scars of this experience and I want the Bhallas and the Raman to know off it. I dedicate this piece to Divyanka, Anurag, the team of YHM and every woman out there. This story takes place sometime in the future where Ishita has finally moved back in the Bhalla house; which we all know of course she will, after the truth is out in the open. It is her first night back there.

Author' note - Sometimes you find yourself inspired inexplicibly; that is what has happened to me. Adi' current plight and predicament along with the knowledge of the upcoming Christmas party inspired this one for me. NOT PROOFREAD

This is the fictional story on ishra. Not at all related to yhm.

The things this show is making me do and think - its blasphemous...This one is courtesy the entendres we were treated to last night. DISCLAIMER - Those in Offices, public transports and any places where you can be embarrassed... READ THIS AT YOUR OWN RISK. I shall not be responsible for anything. Ye have been warned NOT PROOFR

What happens when you finally accept something that you understood ages ago?

This isnt exactly a new one, but I am posting it since it might have been missed. This OS was my entry for the YHM 200th episode OS contest, and I just saw it was declared as the winning entry too, Everyone who voted for me a big thank you Hug Those who may have read it earlier know this was supposed to be kept under 500 words, so this is by far my shortest OS - a personal challenge for me and was to be based on a movie - I picked Hum Tum from the 3 options provided. A huge round of applause and congratulations to team YHM and love you guys, you absolutely rock and I hope we see at least a 1000 more for this team.

I don't know how and why this came to me, only it did and I knew that I had to write it. Hopefully this receives as much love from you'll as my other write ups. Not Proofread

Raman working in his office totally engrossed in work his sole attention was to prepare a perfect presentation... His chain of thoights gets broke as his phone rings... He takes his phone... Hello how many times i need to tell that dont call me .. you should remember mine and your relation is nothing... Girl: listen to me... Raman: ab kuch nahe bacha suny kay liye... Girl: you cant do this... Raman: i think you have very short memory.. it was you who left me alone... It was you who doesn't want to give our relation a name... Girl: i very well remember... And today also i have called you to talk about ourselves... Raman: then why this call Girl: i only wante to infrom my baby's father about baby's arrival... Raman baby???? What... Girl: i am your babys mother... I am pregnant... Mr Raman Kumar Bhalla Raman shockingly: are you saying truth Girl: ishita iyer never lie...

Author's note: This OS is genuinely courtesy of the wonderful expressions Divz has during the upcoming dance performance. Honestly she is a rock-star - Divz this one' for you. The anger, hurt, heartbreak, humiliation and near tears have taken away all the joy that she had felt for this dance which we saw on her face when she came dressed in the red gown. Ishita is deeply hurt by what Raman did last night by dancing with Shagun... I applaud KP for his brilliant dance with Anita last night - they were amazing. Though I cant say the same about Raman - that is no way to shut up your ex seriously. He needs to do more than just say sorry to Ishita - its not exactly important he humiliate Shagun every chance he gets - even publicly, but it is important he take note and considers Ishita' feelings now that she is his wife. Shaming Shagun shouldn't cost Ishita the pain it did. P.S - This one' kinda long so I hope you don't use this as an alternative to sedative LOL and even if you do, I hope I hear from my readers how well they slept post reading this

Was deeply inspired by Ileana's last dialogue in movie "Barfi!" "wo adhoore the par unka pyaar poora tha" and ended up writing this. A story of imperfect people falling perfectly for the other.

It's been a while since I wrote one of these, at least a year so I am kinda surprised that this one came to me today, basically I just wrote it and the inspiration came out of nowhere or from somewhere ...you can guess by the title what it is actually Embarrassed Don't know how coherent this is but posting it anyways As always Not Proofread

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This one pops up in my head courtesy of the fabulous acting Divz did ...KP was good but Divz with her controlled rage and heartbreak became my muse for this one.. she was finally pushed to her limit and had had enough of the crap her husband is putting her through and I just had to pen it down. Seriously it wouldn't leave me at peace. No woman deserves that but when she has had enough, when a woman is pushed to the hilt, she finally blasts full force and anyone who messes with her deserves what he gets :P

This OS is a continuation of the Tagathon that , since this is a continuation I would urge the readers to read the previous two parts to have a better idea of this one. However since different authors have participated in the same, I can't post their parts the ones posted prior to mine and after me, as I don't have the permission to do so. Also I have tried Hindi dialogues for the first time hope this experiment works.

It's a story about ishra.. Ranked #2 in ishitaiyer @ 02/12/2019 Ranked #3 in divyankatripathi @ 28/08/2020

So I have been dying to use this title particularly because I LOVE this song from Baazigar. And finally with this KC I got my chance I had wanted to write something on this the moment I saw SBS/SBB and the other BTS/On Loc videos but nothing worked to inspire me until I saw the episode last night and was a puddle of mush the first time and went bonkers the second one. Those in the 11 pm LU thread know I was on a trip last night LOL So this one is dedicated to the awesome IshRa, the fabulous DivAn and the lovely, lovely friends who share my lunacy in the 11 pm LU thread and assure me that should I land in an asylum thanks to IshRa I wont be alone. LOL NOT PROOFREAD.

This is an ishra OS based on their love which shows that they love each the way they are.

This is an is on ishra .

These days songs seem to be my source of inspiration - I am here with another fic after O Saathi Re and Kabhi Neem Neem, Kabhi Shahad Shahad - wherein two different songs, from two different languages came together and popped this thing in my head. The basic concept came from Snow Patrol' Chasing Cars - a beautiful song and the title comes from a lovely ghazal sung by Asha Bhonsleji - Aaj Jaane Ki Zidd Na Karoo.... the second line from the verse - Yunhi pehloo mein baithe raho which literally translated means just sit close to me Hope you guys like it Not Proofread