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Last published Fri, Apr 24, 2026
The ones I wrote when my heart isn't at peace.
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Milan - Ek adhuri prem gatha ka ant
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Love between pages (on break)
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In a world of late-night texts and forgotten homework, there are some stories that aren't written in a book. They're drawn in the margins of a notebook and whispered across a classroom. This is one of them. It began with a glance that felt like a secret-a tiny, perfect moment that turned the ordinary halls of high school into an adventure. It's the story of shared headphones and hand-holding under a starlit sky, of a romance so pure and hopeful it felt like a dream you never wanted to wake from. This is a journey through first loves and first goodbyes. It's a story about finding the courage to fall, even when you know there's a chance you might get hurt. The bell has rung. The story begins now.
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