Do Dil Ek Jaan
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Neither love nor hate had ever spared anyone. Neither had ever forgotten a name. Neither had ever needed a reason. Neither had ever known where the other ended. Love and hate, when pushed to their most desperate edges, collapsed into one thing-yearning. Because yearning was never as simple as longing. It was a slow poison, the kind that ruined you quietly, beautifully, until abandonment felt like mercy and staying felt like sin. Love and hate, when pushed to the point of questioning sanity, that questioning had a name-obsession. Because obsession was never as simple as wanting. It was a fast poison, the kind that blurred every line, until losing yourself felt like home and finding yourself felt like punishment. Yearning and obsession never knocked to ask permission before entering. They were infamous for breaking in. And impossible to survive once they did. ΰ¨ΰ§ ππ¨π¨π€ π: πππ¬ππ¬π¬π’π¨π§ ππ‘π«π¨π§π’ππ₯ππ¬ ΰ¨ΰ§
Maami ki Behen ki Beti β
After Dev and Rishita got married, leaving Raavi heartbroken and crushed, her maami decided to send her off to her hometown. And Raavi agreed, having no will and no life within her as she lived her days, loveless and hopeless. However, Shiva Pandya was not going to let Raavi leave Somnath without making her the happy Raavi she was before. All he wanted was one last fight with her, ready to lose and in that process, he might lose his heart too, for his Maami Ki Behen Ki Beti _ Song: Tu Hi Yaar Mera a short story after Raavi and Dev's marriage breaks and Shivi do not get married in this story. _ Cover credits: @naadaniyaanComplete
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Neither love nor hate had ever spared anyone. Neither had ever forgotten a name. Neither had ever needed a reason. Neither had ever known where the other ended. Love and hate, when pushed to their most desperate edges, collapsed into one thing-yearning. Because yearning was never as simple as longing. It was a slow poison, the kind that ruined you quietly, beautifully, until abandonment felt like mercy and staying felt like sin. Love and hate, when pushed to the point of questioning sanity, that questioning had a name-obsession. Because obsession was never as simple as wanting. It was a fast poison, the kind that blurred every line, until losing yourself felt like home and finding yourself felt like punishment. Yearning and obsession never knocked to ask permission before entering. They were infamous for breaking in. And impossible to survive once they did. ΰ¨ΰ§ ππ¨π¨π€ π: πππ¬ππ¬π¬π’π¨π§ ππ‘π«π¨π§π’ππ₯ππ¬ ΰ¨ΰ§
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