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Her Anklets, His Bat.
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Ongoing, First published Jul 11
Parth Sharma - India's rising cricket prodigy.
Focused. Fierce. Guarded.
Raised by love, but haunted by what came before it.
He's the man everyone sees on screens, but no one really knows.

Ahana Tiwari - a classical dancer with roots deeper than rhythm.
Balanced, composed, quietly brilliant.
Her world is one of tradition, devotion, and stillness in chaos.

When their paths cross, it's not dramatic - it's gentle.
She doesn't try to fix him.
She just stays.
And in her presence, the walls he's built begin to shift.

She doesn't heal him. He heals because of her.

In the quiet spaces between their worlds,
between cricket grounds and temple halls,
a story unfolds - one of trust, of slow love,
of unlearning the past to rewrite the future.
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