Simplicity mga kuwento

The sound of pencil strokes filled the silence, a quiet rhythm against the weight of unspoken words. "I don't even like him." The sketchbook lay open, pages curled at the edges, filled with lines she never meant to draw. His face stared back at her-smudged, incomplete, yet unmistakably him. She sighed, pressing the tip of the pencil against his sketched smile. It wasn't fair. She turned the page. Now, in a crowded university hallway, he leaned against the wall like he belonged there. "Still pretending you don't care?" Rivan's voice held a smirk, but his eyes said something else. She hated that she knew the difference. "He was my childhood tutor. Now, he's my classmate. If this is fate, I want a refund." A flicker of silver caught her eye-the handmade guitar pick spinning between his fingers. Her guitar pick. She had made it without thinking. Had given it away without knowing. Hadn't expected it to find its way to him. He was laying down, staring at the guitar plectrum (pick) above in his hands. His fingers closed over it. "I wonder if she knows she already picked my heart." The paper crinkled beneath her grip, her unfinished sketch staring back at her. "Tell me, Nitya..." The whisper lingered like an unfinished melody. "What am I to you?" ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── ｔｒｏｐｅｓ • Childhood frenemies to lovers. • Friends to lovers. • College mates to lovers. ° He fell first and harder. ° Slow burn. ° Long Distance. ° unrequited ° soft romance ° Bestfriend ArchitectxMusician

Inspired by the book 'Teri Deewani' Deewani didi ki jai 😎✌🏻 --------------- Khidki dareeche se, Dabbe pav neeche se, Jhoothe samajon mein, Jhoothe riwajon mein, Liye hi jaye koi chance! Shuddh desi-desi romance ♡ --------------- Shuddh Desi Love ♡♥︎♡♥︎ -------------- 🤍 Shaurya Chaudhary-NCC Cadet Shaurya Chaudhary is known for his discipline. He does what is expected, rarely what is desired-*Not like the typical Jaat types* He speaks less, observes more, and keeps his emotions neatly tucked away. To the world, he appears steady and sorted - only he knows how heavy silence can feel. ⸻ 🤍 Tara Sharma-NCC Cadet Tara Sharma is everyone's idea of perfection. Polite, obedient, academically bright - *Sharma ji ki ideal beti.* She smiles easily, agrees often, and rarely causes concern. She has been good for so long that she has forgotten how to be free. ____________________________________ "Mujhe kabhi voh darza hi nahi mila... jo har ghar mein sabhi ladkiyo ko milta hai... mai humesha sirf kaam ke waqt yaad aati hu, varna toh sabke liye mai sirf kadvaahat hi hu..." she spoke, gazing at the sky as the clouds slowly began to adore it. "Tara... Meri life mein tumhare aane se lagta hai jaise meri zindagi mein chaashni jaisi mithas aa gayi hai...Kya tum... k-kya tum...mere liye voh mithas banke mere saath humesha reh sakti ho...?" he asked, looking at her the way one looks at their goddess - the one they pray to.And just then, the clouds poured, as if quietly agreeing that 'yes, this is right, my child.' ------------------ Two imperfect people. One very real love. -------------- They didn't fall in love dramatically. It happened in between conversations, silences, and shared pain. A story about choosing someone without knowing how it ends. About loving in the most honest way - without filters, without fear.

pyar ushi se hota hai jo naseeb me hota hai.. 1st book of Destined Love series. Agastya Rajvansh : A ceo of multinational company who love his family , friends and profession so much. He is no so arogent but only smile for closer one . He is a very rich and billionaire. But he doesn't believe in love because of his past .So what will be happened when a cute bubbly girl enter his life who fall for his at the first sight? Anuska Raghuvanshi : A doctor(Gainologist )who owns a hospital. Though her family is rich, she wants to be a doctor so her family supports her. She is a very pretty and free girl with lots of dreams and believe in love.But what will happen when she fall for a man at first sight who never look at her? She became my peace He became my home Start:16-09-2025 End: After lots of thoughts I start this story I don't know what will happen but please support me as a new writer. for Anupaglu❤️ Give love to this story then I bring another. Also vote for this story. No. 1 in the lending on 26.12.25 No. 1 in simplicity on 01.01.26

**Serendipity** *Sope* The occurrence and development of events by chance in a happy or beneficial way. *serendipity*: A series of serendipitous encounters led to their unexpected success.

All too often we find it in us to criticise and condemn each other based on our religion and Ethnicity! Tyler James, CEO, billionaire. While it can be highly frustrating to have to hire a new PA all too often, being a playboy and party animal, it's no big deal. Of course, that's an added one night stand due to the fact most of them are females . Well, that's until he meets his new PA. This time around, it's one of those kind of people he despises; Ziya Ali, quiet, carefree and loving, is just out of College and in dire need of a job to support her mother and siblings. As they say, opposites attract. Will Tyler's criticisms live on? Will Ziya be able to bring him to light? What is it going to be like during office hours? Well, there's only one way to find out. Happy Reading!!! 😜😁🤓 HIGHEST RANKINGS #1 CHRISTIANBOY #3 BREADWINNER

बेनाम रिश्ता वो.... बेचैन करता जो, हो ना सके जो बयां,दरमियाँ कुछ तो था तेरे मेरे दरमियाँ.... ~✧ ♡ ☀︎ ~ 🔱 Aadi - a devotee of Maa Parvati, quiet as faith 🌙 Mihi - a devotee of Shiv Ji , soft as devotion Her softness, his calm. Her sun, his presence Her presence, his sunshine. Her shoulders carry expectations, his presence becomes protection-unspoken, steady. She feels like a morning prayer. He feels like evening serenity. Together, they stand as the epitome of divine love - not as deities, but as two human souls finding balance in each other. Some love stories are not meant to be spoken. They are meant to be felt. This is not a story of loud confessions or dramatic promises. It is a story of glances that linger, silences that understand, and a connection that feels older than memory itself. Here, love does not seek to possess. It chooses to surrender. To trust time. To believe that what is meant to return will always find its way back. Woven through ordinary days are friendships and failures, regrets and lessons, moments of joy and ache- each quietly shaping two souls toward who they are meant to become. Beneath it all flows something unseen, yet deeply present- a subtle spirituality, reminding us that some bonds are not created. They are remembered. This is not a tale of fleeting romance. It is a story of purity, restraint, and devotion- of a love that exists even in distance, quiet, sacred, and eternal.

Escapism, Feels-Good, Light Romance, Simplicity, Light Drama. This is an ongoing story. Stay tuned for more chapters every day.

Serenity Norms Exist (verb) : Have objective reality or being Synonym : live

Viraj Mukherjee, the ruthless and disciplined CEO of the Mukherjee Textile Group, Delhi, believes he knows exactly who his bride is- a simple girl from a village near Kolkata, chosen by his parents, daughter of his late father's closest friend. What he doesn't know is that Sneha is not simple. She is a doctor, grieving, broken, and still trying to breathe after losing her parents in a tragic accident. With no family left, she stands alone when her father's old friend steps forward-not just to support her, but to fulfill a promise made years ago. Two strangers tied by fate. One loveless marriage. And an explosion waiting to happen when truth, love, and pain collide. #complete

Sara Fatima - 23, a young dentist. Smart,mature,responsible graceful, quietly strong. She's not used to the chaos of politics, but destiny throws her into it. Majid Ali Khan - 32, a cold, calculating politician. A widower who lost his wife two years ago in mysterious circumstances. His silence speaks more than his words - power, pain, and secrets all buried behind that calm face. Their marriage is arranged, but it's more strategic than romantic... until emotions start to complicate everything. Sara Fatima never imagined her quiet life as a young dentist would cross paths with the country's most enigmatic politician, Majid Ali Khan. Two years after the death of his wife - a tragedy still whispered about in political corridors - Majid agrees to marry again, not out of love, but necessity. Sara, chosen for reasons she doesn't yet understand, steps into his grand yet hollow mansion as his second wife. The cameras flash, the world watches, and Majid's eyes never reveal what his heart hides. But as she begins to notice inconsistencies - a photo hidden, staff afraid to speak, the late wife's room untouched - she realizes her marriage is not just a union... it's a mystery. And Majid Ali Khan - the man of steel - might not be the hero she thought he was. Or maybe, he's the only one who can save her. ---

"I love you" "Mmm...say it again" "I love you, my precious Yu'er" the happy giggles that left her lips and the flush on her cheeks told anyone who looked their way that she felt the same about the man in whose arms she was laying. "The roses bloomed so beautifully, it's such an amazing sight. A lovely view." "Ah, but I think my wife is the most beautiful. The roses lose their beauty in your presence." "Ahhh, why is your mouth so sweet today? Did you eat honey?" "I didn't but I think you are sweeter." "Mmm, you are going to spoil me rotten. Don't blame me for being clingy." "I'm afraid that you won't cling onto me enough. Your husband can afford to spoil you more, as long as my Yu'er is happy."

"Look here idiot-" "Anan" he simply said. Why is he looking at me like that. He looks interesting with his shirt folded up to his elbow. "What" i am so pissed off and so confused at once. This guy has been doing nothing but running my emotions up and down. "My name, Anan not weird-looking guy, idiot or jerk face" he smiled. Why is he smiling? The last time I remembered, he was always having this annoying but fine smirk. I have no clue why we are having a conversation and not the fight I planned on the way here. I made up an entire speech while comming here. Maybe it is his face, I knew i should have wore something to cover my entire face, that way i won't be able to see his tempting face. "Do you have anything to say, Miss?" Of course he is smirking and obviously enjoying my discomfort. "Adeela" "What" oh now he is confused, the last time I checked he was the one who started the first name thing. "My name, Adeela" I smiled sweetly. Two can play the game. "Of course, your name, Adeela." He smiled tightly. Oh my god! Why can't he call my name the way people call it, why does his own sounds special and intoxicating. I should get out of here. "Ummm, sir, if you would excuse me sir, I would like to return back to my office. The work on my desk won't magically be done" He raised his eyebrow at me before smirking. "Oh, I thought you were here to humour me." He smirked while I eyed him angrily. Why does my emotions runs high when I am with him. "Certainly not, the company wouldn't run it self, would it?" I said in a very sweet voice and he looked at me weirdly. "It wouldn't" he smiled tightly and I returned his gestures by smirking. I knew I have won this round. A love story so unexpected

View the life of a young lady through the eyes of a priest. Life seem to have a lot of turns for people, and some simply kept on living even knowing life is harsh. Sometimes, it didn't need to take much to let one see the beauty in life.

Found these in the corner of my brain that needed to be heard... Simple Haikus and Poems ☺️ Enjoy~

❤MERI KHWABON MEIN USKA ZIKRA , MERI DHADKANO SE JYADA MERI SANSON MEIN USKA ZIKRA.. LAZMI THA.. USKA MERI KISMAT SE JYADA MERI MOHABBAT MEIN THEHRNA... In the snow covered silence of Kashmir, Meher , is a dutiful girl bound by family values , crosses paths with Reyansh, a mysterious poet who hides behind the name Ivaan Raahi. Forced to attend a university poetry concert, she unknowingly steps into a world of emotions inked in verses never meant for her eyes. As buried feelings and obsessions unfold, Meher finds herself entangled in a love so intense, it frightens her. Haunted by guilt and drawn by fate, she finally confronts the poet - only to discover that love can be both madness and salvation..

"Tumi amar rong ...." "...ami tomar sunlight " And they burst out into laughter. " Turn to page 73 guys. Ahh! The Male reproductive system. Would you look at that?!" "Oh my God! Oh my God! Guysss...we kissed!!!" "Who's that Manai? " " Umm, company Ma" ,I replied nervously while swiftly deleting the text messages. I let out a gasp --- it's so big! Will it fit?! Meet: Shreyoshi Banerjee, a bubbly school going sweetheart. An above average student, she's well-endowed, classy and a badass beauty. Zara, Prateek and Shreyoshi are the best of friends. The cool, flawed, flexible trio goes by a sassy secretive group name. They stand together through thick and thin. Ujaan Chatterjee, a charismatic stud. Spoiler alert --- he's not what you think. Warning: Don't dive into the roller coaster of crazy hormones if you wanna be sane and not drama enchanted. Quite original, eh??

ˋ°•*⁀➷ "Why do you keep helping people who don't even see you?" He smiled, but it didn't reach his eyes. "It's easier than being the one who needs help." Abbi swallowed. "What if someone finally sees you?" ✩‧₊˚ Love arrives unexpectedly. A quiet high school senior never imagined it. He was guarded, and loving him meant stepping into a world where nothing felt certain.

The Fifth Of July

Can there be a second chance? The story is all about a person who sacrifices his hopes and struggle for the future. He was gone through many situations and able to get out from that situations with positivism.

Genre:Sad Romance Author: mamshie tesh❤ Prologue Jk: Maghiwalay na tayo. Y/N: Huh? bakit? Jk: Our relationship is not working. Y/N: No! Ayoko, please wag moko akong iwan(sabay tulo ng luha) Jk: Buntis sya six months na at pananagutan ko sya. Y/N: Nakabuntis ka? Niloko mo ako? Bakit? Jk:Oo, binuntis ko sya, at sinadya ko. Alam mo naman ja matagal ko ng gustong magkaanak diba? At di mo kayang ibigay yon, kaya set me free hayaan muna lang akong sumaya. Y/N:*umiiyak* H-hindi kana ba masaya sakin? Hindi muna ba ako mahal? Jk: Its over! Were done. Huwag muna akong dramahan, matagal na akong hindi masaya sa relasyon natin. Y/N: Akala ko ba walang iwanan? A-akala ko ba tayo lang? Bakit ganun? M-mag ampon na lang tayo, please wag mo akong iwanan. Jk: No! I want a biological child. I hope you understand. Y/N:*humagulgol* Mahal na mahal kita wag mo namang gawin skin to. Jk: Im sorry i dont love you anymore. -at naiwan si Y/N na umiiyak at walang nagawa sa desisyon ni jungkook.