Lagan Lagi Re

I was never meant to love him. He was Atharav Singh Rathore - the Crown Prince of Jodhpur 👑, heir to a throne that glittered brighter than gold, a name that made the courtiers bow and the kingdom rise. And me? I was just Nayantara, the daughter of a servant 🌸, bound to silence, swallowed by shadows, nothing more than a girl who was never supposed to be seen, never supposed to be heard.

We were worlds apart - divided by lineage, by power, by fate itself. He was born to command. I was born to obey. And yet, the heart is the most disobedient thing in this world... and mine chose him.

It started with stolen glances across the palace halls, the kind where your breath betrays you. Then came the whispers beneath ancient arches, laughter hidden by marble walls, and secrets locked within the lakeside breeze 🌊. Fragile. Forbidden. Unshakable.

He became my savior when the world mocked me. My shield when I was humiliated. My voice when I was silenced.

He was fire - untamed, proud, and fearless. 🔥
I was the rain - quiet, gentle, and bound by fear. 🌧️
But when the fire met rain, it didn't fade... it turned into a storm. A storm that neither crown nor chain could control.

But love in the palace is never just love. It is war.
⚔️ A war against families who whispered venom behind jeweled curtains.
⚔️ A war against a society that said our bloodlines could never mix.
⚔️ A war against destiny itself, because every step closer to him meant a thousand steps away from peace.

And yet, on the night when the court was silent and my world was crumbling, his voice roared like thunder. He did not hesitate. He did not bend. He declared me as his before the world, and in that one moment, everything changed.

I am Nayantara.
This is not just a kahani of love.
This is a saga of betrayal, sacrifice, fire, tears, and battles - against the world, against destiny, and sometimes... against our own hearts.

This is my story.
This is his story.
This is Lagan Lagi Re. ❤