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  • JUST FRIENDS (Slow Update) por Parna21Mukhopadhyay
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    The story of being friends and being with each other during the various ups and downs of life. Sometimes we don't even recognize the person in front of us. If someone is to be reunited, then reunion must be in any way. This is a pure #SidNaaz story... #Sidharth Shukla & #Shehnaaz Gill...❤️❤️❤️ Sidharth abhi bhi hai humare sath..humesha rehenge..aur hum aise hi unko yaad karenge... Story Update ~ Ongoing
  • Love in Uniform 💕 por SiDNaaZLoVeR6022
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    Agastya Rao was a walking contradiction. To the world, he was IPS Agastya Rao-a man whose very name was whispered with a mix of fear and grudging respect. He was the law, but a law unto himself. His reputation preceded him, a terrifying shadow cast over the criminal underworld. A man of few words, his commands were ironclad, his resolve unbreakable. He moved with a cold, calculated efficiency, his gaze so sharp it felt like a physical blow. He had no time for weakness, no patience for incompetence. His terrifying personality was a shield forged from fire and loss, a wall he had built around his heart to survive the brutality of his profession. He believed in justice, but his methods were often as ruthless as the criminals he hunted. Sana, on the other hand, was nothing. She was a ghost, a forgotten shadow in a sunless room. Her entire world was a single, cramped basement, a cage where the only light came from a crack in the wall. She was a creature of silence, for she had never been given a voice. The men who kept her there saw her as a possession, a bargaining chip, and had no need for her to speak. Her words were as unformed as her understanding of the world outside. She knew nothing of colors beyond the drab gray of her walls, nothing of sounds besides the muffled thud of footsteps above and the occasional metallic clang of a broken lock. Her world was a study in desolation. A broken doll, missing an eye and a limb, was her only friend. She would spend her days arranging a handful of smooth stones in different patterns, a silent game of a mind starved for stimulation. She knew a few words, simple ones like "pani" (water) and "roti" (bread), but she had no concept of a full sentence. Her knowledge was limited to the basic needs of survival.
  • Broken but Beautiful ❤ por punjabi_kudi
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    Ek hi toh dil hai ... or kitni baar todoge agastya ?? 🥺 Sidharth Shukla in and as Agastya Rao ❤️ Shehnaaz Kaur gill in and as Sweety Sharma ❤️