# Book No 2 .. By Bhanu ki Kalam se..
ADHYA X MRIDUN
⭐ ADHYA SINGH RATHORE - TSARINA OF THE DRAK DOMINION.
A storm disguised as a woman, Adhya Singh Rathore is the ruthless Russian Tsarina who rules the underworld with elegance and intellect. Her piercing green eyes can silence a room, holding secrets deeper than the Siberian frost she was raised in. With cascading curls that fall to her waist and a beauty both regal and dangerous, she is a vision of power wrapped in mystery.
Adhya doesn't believe in mercy-only strategy. Every move she makes is calculated, every word laced with purpose. Her emotions are locked behind an iron wall, yet the shadows of her past whisper to her at night, reminding her of the blood she must avenge. She is beauty sharpened into a weapon, a queen who will burn the world before letting anyone else write her fate.
⭐ DR. MRIDUN ADHYA SINGH RATHORE- THE GENTLE MIRACLE..
Dr. Mridun Adhya Singh Rathore is the kind of man whose presence brings calm even in chaos. Heart Surgeon By Profession, he carries the grace of royalty, the compassion of a healer, and the charm of a man carved by destiny itself. His sharp jawline, deep brown eyes, and effortless elegance make him strikingly handsome - the kind of beauty that speaks more through silence than words.
His steady hands have saved countless lives, and his warm smile has healed wounds no medicine could touch. Known for his intellect and sincerity, Mridun is a man of quiet confidence. His gaze holds empathy, his voice carries calm, and his presence feels like a sanctuary in a storm. Behind his professional composure lives a heart that believes in hope, humanity, and the beauty of second chances. In a world driven by power, Mridun stands as a symbol of peace - a reminder that true strength lies not in dominance, but in kindness wrapped in undeniable grace.
تحتُّ الركام
أصواتٌ انقطع أنينها
ودقاتٌ توقف نبضها
فرحةً لم تكتمل
وأحلامٌ أجهضت قبل المخاض
تحتُ الركام
قصصٌ لم تكتب لها النهاية
وحكاياتٌ رحل من كان يرويها
ألعابٌ لطخت بدماء الأطفال
تحتُ الركام
أسماءٌ تساقطت من السجلّ المدني
مثل تساقط الأوراق من الأشجار
فأصبحت في سماء النسيان
تحتٌ الركام
وجوهٌ تغيرت ملامحها فأنكرها
الزمان والمكان
فشيعت أجسادهم لمقابرٍ في الجنان
تحت الركام
ارتجف الأطفال خوفًا
فغادروا الحياة ولم يجدوا الأمان
وصايا خُطت بحبرٍ من الخذلان
وأمنياتٌ غادرت عالم الخيال
تحت الركام
حيث يشهد الظلم والقهر