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✨A TYPICAL SOUTH INDIAN✨

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Have you ever heard about South India??
People from other countries always think that rest of India also looks like North India.. But let me tell you the things about South India.. Sometimes things about whole India too..


It's not a story. If you are interested in learning about India which is completely different from most of the world, this place will be helpful.

I won't summarise how system works in India. I just rate my daily things from food to movies,etc..All Rights Reserved

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The Ashes Of River by luringnemesis

... ❝He was the poison I was dying to taste on my lips.❞ ... I was a coward. The coward who wanted to leave behind the wreckage of her life for the man who had tormented her for as long as she could remember. The boy who had spit venom at me growing up, all because he had more power - all because my family worked for his - and had later turned into a man who was the embodiment of poison. River Vanderbildt. The boy I hated more than anything in this world. And the man I never stopped seeking. The Vanderbildts were one of the leading families in our town. They were filthy rich, disgusting powerful, but vain and cruel. While my family, on the other hand, had been ostracised from their world because love had managed to tear everything apart. It was River's mission to make my life a living hell for a reason beyond my comprehension, and he successfully did so for eight whole years. The past belonged to him. The present belonged to heartbreak. But the future; it solely belonged to me because I'd had enough. Because Ishwarya Jalal had enough of his torment. Because the girl inside her had withered away and died, only leaving the ashes that River had created.

𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐎𝐎 𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄 by hanawritez

𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒚'𝒗𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒚𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒂 𝒔𝒐𝒏. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒃𝒐𝒏𝒅, 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆'𝒔 𝒂 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎. 𝑯𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒂 𝒎𝒂𝒎𝒂'𝒔 𝒃𝒐𝒚, 𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒚 𝒊𝒏𝒇𝒍𝒖𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓'𝒔 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒔 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒕 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒇𝒆. 𝑰𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒏, 𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒄𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒊𝒕. 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒈𝒆, 𝒑𝒖𝒕𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏 𝒆𝒇𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒕 𝒂𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒆𝒇𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒕, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒖𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚. 𝑯𝒆 𝒃𝒍𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒃𝒍𝒆𝒎𝒔, 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒇𝒂𝒖𝒍𝒕𝒔. 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒏, 𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒄𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒂 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒕𝒉 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒕 𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒔 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔. 𝑯𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒛𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒅𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒓𝒆𝒃𝒖𝒊𝒍𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒈𝒆. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒃𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒏, 𝒔𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒕𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒅. 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕.

MY BELOVED OFFICER✔ by starlight_003

#1 in Armyman as on 29/04/2021 #1 in broken as on 21/12/2021 #21 in Chennai as on 29/04/2021 #1 in Chennai as on 20/5/21 #10 in Tamilnadu as on 29/04/2021 #2 in #tamilnadu as on 20/5/21 #1 in Tamil as on 20/5/21 #13 in India as on 20/5/21 #180 in romance as on 18/07/21 #1 in arranged marriage as on 19/08/2023 Fate rules everything in our life. We can't change anything at the earliest. Thats the thing that happened with Keerthana and Vikram. Keerthana is a carefree girl, who can't follow rules and regulations, even though her father is a strict army officer. She wants her man of dreams to be anything by profession, but except an army officer, for her dream is to lead a happy life along with him by her side. Vikram is a person who is too deep into army and he wants a homely, conservative and a disciplined wife, who obeys his orders. What happens when fate brings them together? How can they overcome the problems? Will they manage to mingle or again be a single? A story of love, hate, fight and pain...... Guys this is my first story in wattpad. I am a budding writer and do encourage me. Thank you for your support. PLAGIARISM IS CRIME. NO ONE CAN REPRODUCE ANY PART OF MY WORK. Started: 10/09/ 2020 Ended: 11/07/2021 Completed✔ My Beloved Officer © starlight_003 2020

MANAN- I am here by lotus_dream

"Why the hell did you kidnap me? I will never marry your shameless cousin. You asshole! What made yo.." I was cut off by the finger on my lips by my captor. "Let me say the deal before you throw all the ear bleeding curses." I nodded him to continue. He took deep breathe " I will help you to find the killer of your mom but you have to help me in getting the tender. Till then you will be my girlfriend. " Shocked was an underestimate. I took deep deep breathe to calm my nerves. I need his help to find the killer. Mom has sacrifiesed so much for me. I need to repay it. I nooded to his deal, before I could say my condition I felt lips on my lips none other that the person infront of me. ______________________......................................................._________________________________ Nandidni.Murthy , an independent women whose mother died and her own family betrayed her. ( That's what she thinks.) Her world turns upside down when the a business tycoon Manik.Malhotra who makes a deal to help her. What happens when deal becomes more than a deal? What happens when both yearn for each other? What happens hate turns to love? Let's see cover by: @Rosann2015

Married To A Stranger (Completed) by Dared_Dreamer

#1 in General fiction and Romance for a long time An Arranged marriage! Why not ? Marrying a Stranger? Why..... what the hell? Arranged marriages are not weird at least not in Asia but marrying a stranger is utter foolishness, don't you think? What will happen if a girl who was brought up in an Orthodox family married a complete stranger? What will be her views on the marriage? Will she succumb? What will be the groom like? A chauvinist? A dominant? A Jerk? Or every girl's dream husband? Are you ready to ride this rollercoaster journey with me to their story? What are you waiting for? Step in! The journey is about to start!

Yearning Hearts - a saga of destiny by Priya_srinivas10

"Hi Riya how are you feeling?" Kanvika asked a small 9-year-old patient who was lying on the bed suffering from emphysema (a chronic disorder related to the lungs) I'm fine Dr didi and meet my big brother, she said pointing her hand towards the other side of the bed. Without looking first, she continued to say, "Hi this is kanvi..." her voice fading away as soon as she saw the person standing in the opposite direction. The other person, now taking the lead continued, "Hello this is Abhimanyu Agnihotri", forwarded his hand, and he was shocked to see her wearing a nuptial chain ( related to the wedding ). "Hi this is kanvika Baner.." she stopped again and proceeded to say, "Sorry I'm Kanvika Agnihotri " forwarded her hand too, shaking his hand. He was more shocked to hear her saying his surname instead of her name. He didn't even see her face on the day of their wedding. The very next day of their marriage, he had to travel to london for his company emergency meeting and issues. So he never got a chance to see his own wife's face. After 3 months he came back to India as his Grandmother was budging him to take care of his wife and take up his responsibilities. He did not know that he got married to his LOVE and even she didn't know that the person she was searching for is none other than her own husband. People might think this is a mistake forgetting the fact that this is just a Chance given by the destiny. When destiny decides to bring them together, it will. Destiny never break it's own promise. It will bring them back together even without their own acknowledgment Now, how will he convince her? For not being and not caring for past 3 months. Will he ask for forgiveness? Will She forgive him? . . . . . . . She used to live in his memories, He used to live in her words. Neither her heart forgot him nor he left her back. Let's see the journey of two Yearning Hearts.

Perfect Shade Of Love by starryyocean3

Urmila Varadhan - girl who loves to do what she wants who is a bit clumsy and chaotic, likes to daydream about her life. Laksmanan Devarajan - he is an IPS trainee going to finish his training in 4 months. He has laid the perfect plan for his life. Trope: Police×student Perfect×imperfect Little secret:)------------;♡♡♡♡♡♡ ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• " Why are you following me? Are you interested in me? " she asked. " why are you so full of yourself? " , he smugly replied ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• " nee ena periya raja vakum, nee police na na bayapadanuma" ( Are you a king? If you are police do I need to afraid? ) she said. " paithiyam, na ena pesuraenae teriama irrukan. Nalla valanathu tha irrukan, suthama arivilla " she said. ( he is just only a grown up man, but he doesn't even have sense. He is fool and doesn't know what i am talking) She said this to her friend. ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• She is standing before me having a samll girl in her hands. That child's eyes had tears and lips were began to wobble. She lost some weight and she looks exhausted. Once the expressive eyes of her shows fear. She can't able to stand and sat on the nearby chair. The childishess in her vanished and I no longer see the chirpy bird before me. I saw a broken women with a child in her hand. Her hand is patting the child's back instinctively. She is not the urmi once I knew. •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••

Not Her by Adwitiya_Bagchi

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The Ashes Of River cover

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Married To A Stranger (Completed) cover

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The Ashes Of River

... ❝He was the poison I was dying to taste on my lips.❞ ... I was a coward. The coward who wanted to leave behind the wreckage of her life for the man who had tormented her for as long as she could remember. The boy who had spit venom at me growing up, all because he had more power - all because my family worked for his - and had later turned into a man who was the embodiment of poison. River Vanderbildt. The boy I hated more than anything in this world. And the man I never stopped seeking. The Vanderbildts were one of the leading families in our town. They were filthy rich, disgusting powerful, but vain and cruel. While my family, on the other hand, had been ostracised from their world because love had managed to tear everything apart. It was River's mission to make my life a living hell for a reason beyond my comprehension, and he successfully did so for eight whole years. The past belonged to him. The present belonged to heartbreak. But the future; it solely belonged to me because I'd had enough. Because Ishwarya Jalal had enough of his torment. Because the girl inside her had withered away and died, only leaving the ashes that River had created.