Description: "The Illusion of First Love"
Muskan, a teenage girl from a small town in Bihar, dreams of becoming a confident "girl boss" as she moves to bustling Delhi for her final year of high school. Armed with a YouTube feed full of motivational quotes from her favorite YouTube influencers, she's determined to reinvent herself: make choices, ace her exams, and maybe even start a vlog to inspire other girls. But when she crosses paths with Tanmay, a popular annoying seatmate who has a knack for irritating her,her carefully laid plans unravel.
While trying to go YOLO and promising to make this this year the best year yet, she meets her first love which starts with animosity but gradually turns into some thing full of sparks, butterflies and rainbows.
She expected her first love to be something magical, deep conversation, stolen glances and a connection that makes the world fade away. He was sweet , saying always the right things as if he stepped straight out of a romance novel .
At first, it was thrilling. The grand gestures, the over-the-top declarations-she thought maybe this was what love was supposed to be. But soon, reality set in. Love wasn't just about quoting romantic lines or daydreaming about cinematic moments. It was about understanding, about effort, about showing up even when the excitement wore off.
In the end, she realized she had been in love with the idea of him. When she told him of wanting to break up, things took a turn . He begged her, threatening to make her life hell and commit suicide. It was then that she discovered, he was just a *Cringe ass immature fuck boy.* and before she noticed, her life spiraled out of control. She realised that she was in a deep shit .....
𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐧 ' 𝐀𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐬 & 𝐄𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐬' 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬
In a world that screams, I stand in despair,
My voice drowned out, lost in the air.
Chains of tradition tighten each day,
I long to escape, but I'm forced to stay.
Each breath I take feels heavy and torn,
Every mistake a scar I've worn.
I crave a sky where I can be free,
Away from the walls that imprison me.
For now, I sit with my heart in pain,
Silent, yet screaming, again and again.
Though shattered, a spark in me still survives,
Dreaming of freedom where my soul can rise.