Adhuri Stories

She was fierce he was cool! They were bonded to be one forever but ended up being separated! #1 in Pooham -- 11/10/2021 #1 in pooja -- 15/10/21 cover credits-- @exuberant_girl10 Aesthetic credits-- @rainbowangle Banner credits--@Arafisabu

" where can radha go after she dies ? " " what a ridiculous question . radha will go to her krishna after death. where else ? " ••• a broken woman finds love again running from a history of despair...

Yai Har adhuri mohabbat ki daastan hai jisse maine apne lafzon mein bayaan krne ki koshish ki, ummid krta hun aapko pasand aayegi. Yai dil naa ummidi kaa maara hai, Ab jaane do yai khud apni aas sai haara hai. Gilaa kru bhi to kisse kru gham-e-dil ka, duniya bhar ko hum keh bethe the wo sirf hamara hai. Koi humein to kya barbad krta, hume to apni hi zid ne maara hai. Yai dil Jo tere bichadne k khyaal sai bhi darta tha, Usne bhi aaj tuje bhul jaane ki duaain mangi hai. Ab ishq k aalam mein kya hota hai hum kya batlaaye, Khair Yai bimaari to poore shaher bhar mein jaari hai. -Adnan

"ADHURI- A pure devotion". Adhuri is always incomplete word, and it's always remain Adhuri. It's doesn't matter whatare our dreams, love, happiness it's always remain adhuri. Some people are lucky to get completely beautiful story in their life and some remain adhuri. A pure love between Roop and Dev! What if their both devotee to each other but their love story still remain ADHURI!! What if this ADHURI become a pure devotion and remain adhuri? If you all want to see what gonna happen between both of them, they got their love? Their gonna win over all the whole world? How beautiful can be adhuri Story, it's gonna show them through this story. So please give my book a chance to take your heart and take you in the world of ADHURI- A pure devotion.

"Yeh kahani hai ek larki ki, jo khushkismat hone ke saath-saath badkismat bhi hai. Uski zindagi mein achhe pal aur mushkil waqt dono aate hain. Wo apne sapne poore karne ki koshish karti hai, lekin har mod par usse naye challenges ka samna karna padta hai. Is kahani mein dosti, pyaar, aur zindagi ke rangin palon ka chitra hai, jo is larki ko apni kismat se ladne ki taaqat deta hai."

Ye Ek simple one sided love ki kahaani hai... Aap padhe aap ko In Sha Allah achhi lagegi.. N ye me ye meri Pehli kahaani likhne jaa rha hu... Agar koi mistake hui ho to aapne zarur comment kre... Thanks n keep reading

Two souls, two lives, two extremes of existence She was mischief wrapped in sweetness, The girl who painted every hallway of the school with her brightness, The one whose giggles were remembered long after the day ended. People said she was the kind of joy you don't forget, The kind of light that even shadows bowed to. He was the enigma, the untouchable, The boy with cold eyes and a sharper tongue, The one every heart ached for, yet feared to reach. He was the thrill no one dared to claim, The heartbreak every girl still dreamt of. And then- Their worlds collided. Not in a planned, gentle way, But like fire meeting ice, Like destiny laughing at its own script. They fought, they teased, they resisted. But love? Love was merciless. It crept in, slow and stubborn, Until even the storm softened for the sunshine, And even the sunshine found her calm in the storm. For a moment in time, It felt like the world had bent its rules. They weren't two people anymore- They were one soul in two bodies, Breathing the same ache, Dreaming the same dream. But the world... The world doesn't forgive such lovers. It doesn't allow opposites to stay stitched together. History had warned them- Radha and Krishna loved, But they were never allowed a forever. And history repeated itself. He walked away. Just like Krishna had walked away once upon a time, Silent, merciless, leaving behind only memories. And she became Radha once more, Living not with him, But with the ghost of him, With the fragrance of a love That was too pure to survive this world. Ruhanika, the girl everyone adored, Now carried a smile stitched with pain. Hridav, the boy who owned every heart, Now lived as if untouched, unbroken- But somewhere, somewhere in his silence, He still carried her name. Because some stories don't have a happily ever after. Because some stories aren't written to be completed. Because some love is so eternal, It was never meant for this lifetime. #1 in goel #1 in adhuri #1 in kahani

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