When the Moon Remembers

When the Moon Remembers

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Sanjh Ahuja thought returning to India after twelve years in the UK would mean a fresh start new hospital, new patients, and a life built on independence. But fate had other plans. When she collides quite literally with Ranvijay Singh, her world tilts. He is a man who wears silence like armor, a successful businessman turned dance coach whose intensity draws people in but keeps them at a distance. To the world, he's untouchable. To her, he's infuriating, magnetic... and dangerously intriguing. But Ranvijay carries scars no one sees. Flashbacks a haunting accident threaten to unravel the control he has built his life upon. And when Sanjh unexpectedly becomes the physiotherapist for his mother. Every encounter pushes them closer sometimes like fire and ice, sometimes like gravity itself. In the hospital corridors, in his home, and in those quiet moments when walls start to crack... their bond deepens into something neither dares to name. Yet, love between them is anything but simple. He hides behind shadows, she dreams under moonlight. He fears love, she fears losing it. And when past traumas resurface, Sanjh must decide if she is willing to fight for the man who has taught so many to dance, but forgotten how to let his own heart move. A story of unspoken feelings, shattered pasts, and a love that refuses to stay silent.
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TEJNA

"Ouchh," I cried trying to balance. I looked up at him with soft eyes, flushed cheeks. He looked into my eyes with his knitted ones. His hair lying over his sweaty forehead. I never presumed to glimpse him this close. His photographs conveyed his good looks but his dominating aura was hard to handle. I was feeling scared to even breathe in his arms. Bringing his fingers to my face he gently pushed hair strands behind my ear. I lowered my eyes feeling extremely shy. "Sambhal kar chaliye zara, har waqt bahein nahi hongi hamari sambhalne ko," he said in a scratchy tone. There was a hint of taunt present. I knitted my brows to his words and quickly matched his aura. "Hume chahiye bhi nahi," I said glaring at him. He shot his eyebrows a little and I pushed him to leave angrily. Turning around I stepped up on another dumbbell and slipped over it again. I threw my hands in the air for support and once again found him snaking my waist and pulling my back closer to his chest. "Are you sure," he asked over my ears. I angrily looked back at him, found him smirking. "Baahon mein girte girte, mohabbat me mat giriyega hamare," he whispered looking into my eyes. "Kabhi nahi," I replied and left. I royally ignored his taunt only to end up marrying him. Day by day my feelings for him grew stronger though finding happiness was becoming a risky game. But I was heartbroken upon discovering that he only married me out of pity and loved someone else who he was to marry. Not having parents from young age now made me helpless. It felt good to leave home where my family cared for me all these years, after my parents. I did not want to go back and be a burden again. But living this life with him didn't seem fruitful either. This is love story of Tejas Pratap Rathore and Sunaina Maan Singh. Storyline takes place in the early years of 21st century (2001). A beloved saga tying them together in love and commitment whilst they dwell over misunderstandings and growing feelings.

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