Arrangedmarriagestory Stories

His pov * I never knew what love was never even imagined how it felt. But after she came into my life, I finally understood. She showed me what it meant to be loved, to be seen, to be whole. She made me a better man, one I never thought I could be. For years, I lived in darkness, but she became the light that led me out. "She was my heaven in the midst of my hell". Her pov * He is the man I thought I could never love. But after being with him, I realized all he ever needed was love. Beneath his cold exterior lies a kind man, one who deserves to be loved. I don't know what made him stop believing in love, but I will make him believe again. I will show him that love is not a weakness but a force that can move even the strongest. "He may have the power to conquer the world, but I am the one who holds it." ______________________________________________________ When the two different world which never should collide with each other are binded together by destiny would it turn out to be tragic story that would break our hearts or would it make it as greatest love story of the History

"She was silk and sass. He was smoke and simmer." In the quaint lanes of 1960s India, where patriarchy still brewed stronger than morning chai and society dictated a woman's worth by the bend in her spine, Siya Mehra bloomed-a whirlwind of modern defiance wrapped in pearls and rebellion. Born to a wealthy businessman recently returned from London, Siya was used to luxury, lipstick, and looking down on those who dared live a life outside her polished world. Arjun Malhotra, on the other hand, was the kind of man poetry forgot to write about-quietly handsome, humbly bred, and cooking dreams on a stove no one respected. A government clerk's son with calloused hands and fire in his heart, Arjun dreamt not of riches, but of spice, smoke, and someday... a restaurant with his name etched on the door. Their fathers, once bound by brotherhood in service, are brought together again-by illness and helplessness. When Siya's father discovers his old friend struggling with health and financial woes, he offers assistance-on one condition: his spoiled daughter must marry the humble chef. Siya is livid. Her mother is livider. And Arjun? He simply agrees-for duty, not desire. But what happens when silver spoons meet steel-spined simplicity? When fire meets ice on a marriage altar neither of them ever asked for? Sometimes, tradition writes the most unexpected love stories.

" Why is it that whenever I try to get closer to you , you always shy away from me ? " He asked her after he witnessed she had pushed him off again " You wouldn't understand " She said " Try me " He challenged her " My problem is that I am sacred , I am scared of getting too attached to someone , until eventually thay someone has the power to control me . To end my world when they feel like it " She said He stayed quite for a minute and then asked her , " Am I close ? " She looked at him with that mysterious gaze and said in almost like whisper ,"You are too close "