ROOH-E-ISHQ🍁: once upon a love
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She doesn't love you enough to be seen it through her eyes
Cruel definition of HEARTLESS
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O soniye... O soniye... Tera mera saath yunhi rehna O soniye... Har jind meri ban rehna Hothan diyaan laaliyan Kanna diyaan vaaliyan Puchta hi kendi sun ta lun mein Mere apne tere ab se, tere sapne mere Tu kadam ho raasta banu main Oh meri soniye ve roothne se pehle Pyaar se main tujhko manaa lun Tera-mera, tera-mera saath yunhi rehna Har jind ainve meri rehna O soniye... tera-mera saath yunhi rehna O soniye... har jind meri ban rehna...
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𝙐𝙉𝙎𝙋𝙊𝙆𝙀𝙉 𝙒𝙊𝙐𝙉𝘿𝙎
Some wounds are not meant to be seen. They don't bleed, they don't bruise, and yet... they never truly heal. They live quietly beneath smiles, in the pauses between words, in the silence that follows when something should have been said-but never was. This is not just a story of love. Nor is it merely a story of loss. It is a story of everything that lingers in between- of moments that were felt but never expressed, of truths that were known but never spoken, and of pain that learned to exist without a voice. Time has a strange way of moving forward while leaving parts of us behind. Sometimes, it separates people. Sometimes, it brings them back. But it never asks whether we are ready. In a world where appearances deceive and silence protects, two souls find themselves standing face to face with a past they never truly left behind. What happens when recognition comes... but words don't? When love exists... but fear speaks louder? Because not all wounds ask for healing. Some only wait... to be understood
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In a time when radios played Lata's songs and letters carried feelings deeper than words ever could, she met him-on the first day of college, twenty years after India gained independence. He wasn't a freedom fighter, but he freed something in her. A smile. A feeling. A love she never dared to name. He loved sitars when the world had moved on to guitars. He loved books, children, music... and she? She loved him. Quietly. Completely. From behind the veil of silence every sanskaari girl was taught to wear back then. He was the boy every girl admired. She was that quiet girl-who changed herself, little by little, just to be noticed. While he chased dreams and disappeared into the world, she stayed behind-with ink-stained fingers and a heart that beat only for him. She doesn't know where he is now. But she remembers the way he once looked at her, like she mattered. And now, decades later, all she has are her memories... and a diary that was never really about her. It was always about Him.
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"𝙏𝘦𝙧𝘪 𝙢𝘰𝙝𝘢𝙗𝘣𝙖𝘵 𝙢𝘦𝙞𝘯 𝙟𝘢𝙡𝘯𝙖 𝘣𝙝𝘪 𝙝𝘢𝙞 𝘈𝙪𝘳 𝙩𝘶𝙟𝘩𝙨𝘦 𝙗𝘢𝙘𝘩𝙠𝘦 𝙝𝘪 𝙘𝘩𝙖𝘭𝙣𝘢 𝙗𝘩𝙞 𝘩𝙖𝘪 𝙆𝘶𝙘𝘩 𝙧𝘢𝙣𝘨 𝙖𝘱𝙣𝘢 𝙗𝘢𝙙𝘢𝙡𝘯𝙖 𝘣𝙝𝘪 𝙝𝘢𝙞 𝘔𝙖𝘪𝙣𝘦 𝙙𝘩𝙖𝘭𝙣𝘢 𝙩𝘦𝙧𝘦 𝙧𝘢𝙣𝘨 𝙢𝘦𝙞𝘯 𝙝𝘢𝙞 𝘴𝙖𝘥𝙖𝘢" Arrange marriage trope x paranormal fantasy She was raised in a house where other people's love became her burden. Where betrayals she never caused still shattered her peace, where promises made by others left scars on her, and where chaos was inherited like blood. Arika learned early how to survive-how to be sharp, silent, and untouchable. The world sees an accomplished woman with a calm face and a perfect life. No one sees the war she carries home every night. she believed she is a bad omen. Then Samarth enters her life like something impossible-gentle where life was cruel, patient where she was guarded, and warm in all the places she had turned cold to survive. But some hearts are not afraid of love. They are afraid of what love will have to endure. As fate keeps pulling them together through chance meetings, tangled destinies, and unspoken longing, Arika must choose between protecting the man she loves from the wreckage created by others... or letting herself be loved for the first time. A story of longing, healing, and the kind of love that arrives softly after a lifetime of storms. Warning: This story contains intense paranormal themes, depictions of mental illness, emotional abuse, trauma, and references to self-harm.
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O soniye... O soniye... Tera mera saath yunhi rehna O soniye... Har jind meri ban rehna Hothan diyaan laaliyan Kanna diyaan vaaliyan Puchta hi kendi sun ta lun mein Mere apne tere ab se, tere sapne mere Tu kadam ho raasta banu main Oh meri soniye ve roothne se pehle Pyaar se main tujhko manaa lun Tera-mera, tera-mera saath yunhi rehna Har jind ainve meri rehna O soniye... tera-mera saath yunhi rehna O soniye... har jind meri ban rehna...
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