Historias de Saiyaara

Sahil Agnihotri. A college super star heartthrob. He is passionate about music and bikes. Extremely privileged, handsome and broody. Siya Joshi. She is the college topper, a huge nerd, soft and kind. She is hardworking and from a poor household trying to make it out. *************************** There she stood at the archway, wearing my powder blue shirt-half buttoned, barely hanging on her shoulder, sleeves swallowing her hands. My sunglasses, too big for her face, slipping slightly down her nose. And my guitar, slung across her like she was about to perform an arena show. I blinked. "What..." She strutted in like she owned the place. She pulled off her sunglasses in slow motion, her voice husky and dramatic. "You see, I woke up... and I was him. Sahil freakin' Agnihotri. Guitar-wielding prodigy. Man of mystery. Hair gel connoisseur." I choked on a grape. "Siya." She was swaying like a drunken rockstar, fake-belting notes that didn't exist in any scale, throwing her head back so hard my sunglasses flew off her face and clattered to the ground. I had tears in my eyes from holding in the laughter. I just couldn't take it anymore. She was still hopping around the furniture like an unhinged squirrel, doing a full-blown mockery of my performance from last gig-microphone hand gestures, dramatic hair flips, even the fake broody guitar solo that had the crowd roaring. I chased her across the room, dodging a throw pillow she hurled at me, until I finally caught her mid-bounce and tackled her onto the armchair in a heap of limbs and laughter. She was breathless, still fully in character. "Hey," she panted, her voice deepening into a mock baritone. "Do you want to ride on my big bike? I'll teach you cricket... maybe show you my tattoo..."

Ishq~ "Ishq karna aasan hai lekin... usse nibhana nhi" She said, tears in her eyes, not of sorrow but of love and the pain of loving someone... ~ "Hamesha tum hi age rhogi ye nhi hai, kabhi harna bhi sikho Ms. Topper.." He said, his voice making her more angry.. ~ "Tum mujhse durr hi rho! samjhe?" She said with anger... ~ "What's Ishq? can you explain me?" He asked her wanting to know the meaning of Ishq.. ~ kya hai Ishq? pata nhi kya hoga, kis mor pe unhe akar rak dega ye ishq? She was depressed and he was broken. can love heal each other? Both were traumatized, but hiding it with a smile. will they be able to heal each other with their warmness? ~ "Saiyaara?" ~ "Taaron ke beech mein ek bhatak ta sitara jo bhag rha hai kuch pane ke liye.. kudh to akela hai par upni chamak se sabki zindagi roshan karta hai.."

Krish Kapoor and Vaani Batra stayed with me long after the screen faded, their story felt like it ended too soon. Kaahani is me picking up where the film left gaps, exploring everything we didn't get to see, hear, or feel. This fanfic dives deeper into Krish as a singer and Vaani as his lyricist, into their connection beyond the music, beyond what was shown. If you haven't read my previous fanfic, (Ahneet - abhi bhi kuch pal baaki hai) you absolutely can-this story stands on its own. Please love and support this story like you did for Ahneet's <3

Translation of the songs from the Hindi movie, "Ek Tha Tiger" (There Once Was a Tiger) Song Name: Saiyaara Film/Album: Ek Tha Tiger Music Director: Sohail Sen Again, I changed the name of this work from a single song to the whole album. Don't mind the cover, I keep it because it's pretty :D lol..

Saiyaara - In Another Universe Because somewhere in the stars, they were meant to stay. This is a series of Krish and Vaani's story written by me. A world where the music never stops, the poetry never fades, and love doesn't have to say goodbye.

Julie Sanyal didn't mean to fall - not in love, and certainly not in front of a stranger in a movie theatre. What began as a harmless plan to sneak into a film she wasn't allowed to watch turns into the most awkward meet-cute ever, tangled in aisle H under flickering screenlight and an ocean-eyed boy with a smirk too confident for comfort. She thinks it's a one-time thing. Until it isn't. Because fate - or something like it - seems determined to bring them back together. Again. And again. As secrets unravel and pasts resurface, Julie must confront everything she's tried to bury: her insecurities, her dreams, and the ache of almosts that never turned into always. But this isn't a rom-com. And not every story ends with a kiss before the credits roll.

This is a collection of oneshots I would write on Saiyaara because apparently, 2 hours 30 minutes of movie, 7 songs, and endless edits on them are not enough.

"If we knew the future, we would have never crossed each other path" - Zumra Mir "if I got a chance to change something in my life,I would go back in time and fix our friendship" - Eshaal Niaz "if I was in your place, I would have not chosen myself over you" - Rahmir Khalid "if I knew what hate means,I would have hated you with my whole heart "- Muhammad Ifham

2hr 26mins of KrishVaani were clearly not enough for me and I wanted more of them So I am doing this for myself.. please suggest me some plots

"Tere aane se gham chala jayega, isi baat ka darr hai mujhko." x "Toot jaaye toh phir jud na paayega issi baat ka darr hai mujhko." In which a musician who had lost all hope collides with a jilted bride and somehow, both of them rediscover hope and maybe even love. - or in other words, a rockstar and a lyricist will always lead to a Starstruck AU. In which no matter what, all roads lead Krish Kapoor to Vaani Batra.

VAANI BATRA is suffering financially, so when her professor finds her a tutoring job, who's she to say no. Only, problem is that the child she's tutoring is the nephew of KRISH KAPOOR who's reputation transcends him. Their first encounter results in a mutual hatred, which leads to series of banter and well constructed pranks. Will their relationship be limited to hate or will it blossom into something more?

Krish Kapoor and Vaani Batra stories because their story is too beautiful to be let go of. 1. Humsafar - In which Vaani Batra discovers healing and maybe even love. 2. Intertwined - In which Krish vows to find his Vaani again and again.

This book is edited with the help of AI, correcting the grammatical errors. A dying man's promise. A mother's buried sin. And a marriage born without consent. When Poorvi Tripathi loses her father, she believes grief is the worst fate that can find her. She's wrong. Summoned to the imposing Shankar haveli by the formidable Kamini Devi, Poorvi is pulled into a past she never agreed to inherit - one soaked in guilt, power, and secrets. To protect a reputation and silence society, Kamini makes an unforgivable decision: she binds Poorvi's life to her son, Dev Shankar, a man who never wanted her, never chose her, and openly resents her presence. What follows is not a love story, but a war fought behind closed doors. Humiliation replaces rituals. Silence replaces vows. And love is the one thing missing from their marriage. As jealousy, manipulation, and old lovers threaten to destroy what little remains, Poorvi must decide how long sacrifice can masquerade as strength. When she finally walks away, Dev is forced to confront the truth he ignored that love without consent is cruelty. In a world where duty is worshipped and women are expected to endure, this is the story of a woman who chooses herself and a man who must learn that love is not ownership, but choice. A slow-burn, high-drama saga of forced marriage, emotional abandonment, and love rewritten on its own terms.

They were acting... right? Right?? Ever wondered what really went down when the cameras stopped rolling? This playful collection of one-shots imagining the moments we never got to see-on set, off set, in stolen glances across crowded rooms, late-night texts, shared secrets, and everything that might have bloomed quietly behind the scenes. It's soft (& fluffy), it's a little messy (very), it's wildly speculative (maybe). But sometimes, the best scenes are the ones no one was supposed to see. Completely fictional, totally delusional, and 100% fueled by my need for behind-the-scenes romance.

So apparently the 2 hour 30min movie, uncountable edits and posts were not enough. So here I am, writing a fanfic about my favorite duo ever, Ahaan and Aneet. This is a complete story (no oneshots) and I am really excited to bring this to all of you. This is purely a fiction adapted by the ongoing craze of our babies. (First time writer here, please be kind guys. Love you)

What happens after Omkara and Gauri bump into each other. Have they moved on or do they still have feelings for each other Read to know more Cover by: @ImLilMissComplicated

"No matter how old you are, you will forever be my little princess" her mother cupped her cheeks and gave her a warm smile. With that, her tears seemed to disappear and her frown was replaced by a smile. "Now it's time for the Pooja. Go Get ready quickly." Her mother patted her cheeks, while she giggled and ran upstairs to get ready for the Kanya Pooja. ~~~~ Join the journey of this adorable mother-daughter duo where they break superstations together and heal each other's scars and wounds. ~~~~ Face Claims contain Ahaan and Aneet. Can be read either as a fan fiction Or (standalone) general fiction 😊

INSIDE MNC TECH OFFICE - 23RD FLOOR - NIGHT A sleek, modern workspace. Rows of cubicles glow under warm white lights. Rain taps relentlessly on the glass windows lining the far wall, blurring the Mumbai skyline beyond. It's past 9 PM. The usual office buzz is long gone ,chairs are empty, monitors dark. But one cubicle, lit up like an island, holds VAANI BATRA, hunched slightly forward, lost in her application. Her fingers race across the keyboard, silver metallic bangles softly clinking as they move - a sound that fills the quiet air like a lullaby. Her brows furrow. An error again. Her mouse hand clenches slightly, her phone wedged between shoulder and ear as she speaks to her roommate. "I'll try to leave as soon as possible. Yeah, I know the weather's bad and I should've been home by now, but you know how our onsite lead is , everything's urgent for him. Sometimes I feel like when he can't meet his own deadlines, he puts all the pressure on us instead."

6 Months since Saiyaara released but I'm still not over it so i decided to write these Oneshots exploring their life, cause 2 hours 30 mins is too less for my krishvaani heart . Hope you guys enjoy reading it as much as i do!

Short stories or one-shots based on Krish-Vaani from the movie Saiyaara, covering their life before and after marriage.