My Krishna

Shravani Desai-cute, chubby, and incredibly smart. At 5'1" and 64 kg, she carried more than just her body weight-she carried years of self-doubt. A NEET aspirant with dreams of becoming a doctor, her biggest battle wasn't with books, but with her own thoughts.

She had grown up hearing cruel comments, facing judgmental stares, and living with a voice inside her that told her she wasn't enough. Fat. Useless. Unlovable. These weren't just words-they were scars. And yet, she kept going. Studying, dreaming, praying.

"Will I ever be a doctor?"
"What if I fail?"
"Will someone ever love me for who I am?"

What she didn't realize was that to those who truly saw her, she was already perfect-brilliant, kind, and strong.

Then came her Krishna-the one who calmed the storm inside her.

Jishnu Mahajan-tall, fit, and focused. A 6'2" IIT aspirant, a coder, and an editing enthusiast. From the outside, he had it all together. But behind his confident smile was a heart scarred by betrayal.

He'd built walls, convinced that emotions were weaknesses, and love was a risk not worth taking.

Until Shravani.

She didn't try to fix him. She simply stayed. And that was enough. Somehow, she made him feel again. Soft. Exposed. Alive. And though he fought it, he knew-he was already hers.

She made him believe in love again.
He made her believe she was never broken.

Two souls.
One, shaped by silence and self-doubt.
The other, hardened by betrayal and pain.

Together, they found light in each other.

But will they help each other rise?
Or will the past pull them apart?

(This story is purely fictional.)