Oldschool Stories

In the bustling city of Mumbai follows the adventures of 10 lives, they experience the exhilarating and tumultuous landscape of love and friendship. Dive into a world where laughter and love intertwine, and friendships are put to the ultimate test! Experience the vibrant moments of young adulthood, where every misadventure leads to unforgettable memories. Together, let's celebrate the ups and downs, the laughter and tears, and the lessons learned along the way. "Dil Dosti Aur Drama" invites you to immerse yourself in a tale that captures the essence of youthful exuberance and the chaos of the heart. So, grab your friends, settle in, and get ready for a joyous ride through the intricacies of love and friendship!

Enemies to Lovers • Academy Romance • Senior x Junior • Slow Burn Two cadets. One Academy She's here to prove herself. He's here to command. But when rules get personal and tempers run wild, will love survive the line of duty?

𓍯𓂃 A book full of love, chaos, nostalgia, friendships and teenage crushes 𖹭.ᐟ "HUH HUH KAUN HAI?!" Ritvik persuaded Tanya to reveal her new crush, unaware that it might reveal his suspicious feelings. Ruchi being Ruchi took the opportunity and asked, "TUM APNA BATAYO-" "MERA TOH PATA HI HAI TUMKO" Pin-drop silence. Jaw dropped. Abhimanyu immediately looked at Ritvik like he had reveal the passcode to some top secret safe while Ritvik already searched for excuses. Tanya and Ruchi looked at each other, jaw hanging so low it can easily become a shelter for mosquitos. "KYAAAA?!?!!?!??" Ruchi and Tanya yelled in unison. "SO YOU DO ADMIT THAT YANIKA IS SOMEONE SPECIAL TO YOU?!?" Ruchi shrieked. That line did something in him and- His cheek? flushed. Ears? red with heat. Mind? Blank. (contains a little bit of Assamese culture)

"𝗜'𝗺 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝗰𝗹𝗮𝗶𝗺...𝗮𝗹𝘄𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝘄𝗮𝘀." ⋆𐙚 𝐀 𝐒𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 ⊹ ♡ ✦ . ──────୨ৎ────── .✦ 𝗡𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗮 𝗦𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗺𝗮 ᥫ᭡ ⤷25-year-old psychiatrist, based in the bustling city of Ludhiana. Known for her ability to heal minds and souls, she dedicates her life to helping others navigate their emotional struggles, finding solace in her work and the small joys of everyday life. 𝗩𝗲𝗲𝗿𝗮𝗻 𝗕𝗵𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗮ꪆৎ ⤷ 29-year-old CEO of top tech firm in Chandigarh. A protective gentleman, embodying strength with a tender heart, always ready to shield his family, yet behind his success and power lies a man, yearning for something deeper, something real. ☆⋆｡𖦹°‧★ "Missed me already?" "More than I expected." she replied, her eyes locking with his. "And here I thought I'd have to fight harder." "Veer, I can never make things harder for you. If you're the one walking towards me, I'll always take a step closer too." 𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝟭 𝗼𝗳 𝗗𝗘𝗦𝗧𝗜𝗡𝗘𝗗 𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗲𝘀.

"𝑻𝒖𝒋𝒉 𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒓𝒂𝒂𝒃 𝒅𝒊𝒌𝒉𝒕𝒂 𝒉𝒂𝒊 𝒚𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒂 𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒌𝒚𝒂 𝒌𝒂𝒓" __________________________________________________________________ "ek army officers se pyaar karne mein daar nahi lagta"he said, looking at her,with a smile waiting for her to answer him "payr main daar ki koi jagah nahi hoti,woh haar daar se ubhar deti hai" she said, looking into his honey eyes. ★★★★ "Toh, you like me?" he asked, bending down to her level, a playful smile tugging at his lips. Her eyes, heavy with sleep and the haze of too many drinks, tried to focus on his face. Everything around her was a blur - except him. "Hai!!! Like kya hota hai, I pyaar you, vaibhav" she mumbled, her voice soft and slurred. ★★★ Anirudh was an army officer through and through. Serving the nation wasn't just his duty - it was his only purpose. He lived by rules, followed time like a shadow, and believed in action more than words. Discipline was in his blood, Smart, calculated, and always two steps ahead ,Feelings? They had no place in his world. His heart beat for the uniform, and nothing else. Titli Khurana-true to her name-was like a butterfly, wild and free. A soul not meant to be caged, yet when she chose someone, her love would be deep, loyal, and endless. Since childhood, she had only one dream: to marry a man in uniform. And fate, in its quiet magic, made it even sweeter-the boy she had secretly loved for years had grown up to wear that very uniform. Vaibhav Khurana had always believed that love was an art-and he was never good at art. So, he stayed away from it,. But then came RIRIKA-the girl with almond-shaped eyes and a laugh that could light up silence. She didn't just walk into his life; she quietly slipped into the cracks he thought were sealed. Still, he reminded himself not to feel. She wasn't just his sister's best friend-she was the younger sister of his best friend too. And tha

She likes cappuccinos. He likes chai in steel tumblers. She knows hospital corridors. He knows mountain trails. Adrija Pandey has spent her whole life in Dehradun - surrounded by city chaos and the comfort of knowing every street by heart. She's a doctor, certain her love story will be nothing like the small-town romances her mother keeps hinting at. Agastya Joshi is an Indian Army officer from the quiet hills of Almora - the kind of man who can fix a roof in the rain, find the sweetest kaafal on the slopes, and loves to sleep under a sky full of stars. He's as theth pahadi as they come... and the last person Adrija expects to be paired with for an arranged marriage. But when two worlds - lattes and laaltains , collide and sparks fly in the most unexpected ways. Between misunderstandings, stolen glances, family drama, and the unmistakable charm of the mountains, Adrija begins to wonder... Maybe love isn't about where you're from. Maybe it's about where you're meant to belong. Now, between lattes and laaltains, Adrija must figure out if opposites just clash... or if they fall in love. "You belong in the city, Adrija." "Then why do the mountains feel like home... when you're there?" *********************************************** "So... where do we fit? In your city cafes or my mountain nights?" "Somewhere in between, Agastya...𝙗𝙚𝙩𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙡𝙖𝙖𝙡𝙩𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙨."

"Main jaldi gussa ho jati hoon." Her voice was soft as she spoke without looking at him. "Main mana lunga" His voice was calm with a small smile. "Main bahut nakhre karti hoon". She said raising her chin with a challenge in her tone. He leaned closer his tone gentle. "Main aapke nakhre bhi utha lunga"...He said it not like a promise, but a vow. She glanced at him just for a second before looking away again. "Overthink karne ki...bahut buri aadat hai mujhe." His voice dropped a little as he whispered in her ear. "Toh main over explain karne ki achi aadat bana lunga". Silence stretched between them. Yashasvi turned to face him, mock anger visible in her eyes. " Main tumhari pitaai kar dungi" He laughed softly, his eyes twinkled. "Kar do na....issi bahane haath to lagaogi" He winked playfully, and for a fleeting second her lips curved despite herself. But then her voice dropped. "Main baat baat pe rone lag jati hoon" . She said looking down, her voice barely above a whisper. He paused for a moment. "Toh hum dono sath me ro lenge". There was something raw in the way he said it. She blinked fast, fighting the lump in her throat. " Main aapse kabhi pyaar nahi karungi". Her voice firm but trembling. Advik stepped closer and wrapped his arms around her waist looking straight in her eyes. "Aap bas saans lijiye madam jii....aapse pyaar hum kar lenge".

Jhanvi × Agastya "Khayalon mein lakhon baat yoon toh keh gaya Bola kuch na tere saamne Oh, hue na begaane bhi tum hoke aur ke Dekho tum na mere hi bane" Some love stories are written in stolen glances and unspoken words. He reads her like his favorite story, yet she remains the one chapter he can't put into words. __________________ Shraddha × Kabir "Nigaahon mein dekho meri jo hai bas gaya, Woh hai milta tumse hoo-ba-hoo. Oh, jaane teri aankhein thi ya baatein thi wajah, Hue tum jo dil ki aarzu." She was the silence to his chaos, the calm to his storm. In a world full of distractions, his heart found its only constant her. ______________ **About the Story** This is a tale of first love raw, innocent, and unforgettable. A journey where hearts race for the first time, where glances hold entire conversations, and where love blossoms in the most unexpected ways. It also explores friendship deeply. An old-school yet soft romance that will probably take you back to your school days the stolen glances, the nervous confessions, and the magic of loving for the very first time.

In 1996, when the Opel Astra was launched in India, the car caught the eye of ten-year-old Veer. As the son of a prostitute, he didn't even have the privilege of touching it. The immoral act has always been looked down upon, but for Meera, it was the only means of survival. She's the mother of two rasgullas, Veer and Tara. It's not easy for the children either. Their mother is always treated as an outcast, but the young boy is determined to be the man of the house. Their way of life is disgusting to many, pitied by some, and accepted by one man. Kindness, love, and courage can lead to the most beautiful thing... A Handful of Happiness. --- Ongoing | PG13

"Two crowns. One stage. Endless chaos."

The Way He Waited is a tender slow-burn romance about Ethan, who patiently stands by Eva's side as she battles her past and fears. Through quiet gestures and unwavering support, he learns that true love isn't rushed - it's earned in the waiting.

Tere Liye A love that turns wounds into prayers. Anvika Agarwal is a gentle and renowned doctor who believes in healing others - because she cannot heal herself. She has long embraced pain, being an orphan by fate and a doctor by choice. Her life is built on prayers, hidden tears, and kindness seeping through her every act of help. Even after heartbreak, she still believes in love - or at least in the thought of what it would feel like to be loved by someone. Kavish Oberoi is a powerful CEO who trusts only in himself, not in love. Life has wrapped him in a calm, cold, and tough exterior. Everyone sees the unshakable CEO, but only he knows the demons that haunt his nights and the silence that fills his heart. An arranged marriage binds them together - a marriage of convenience for him, but a twist of destiny for her. Neither remembers the childhood bond they once shared, yet fragments of those memories linger - like the soft, unwanted strumming of an old guitar string. However, their hearts remember - in every stolen glance, every hesitant touch, every hidden and unspoken prayer of love. She fears loneliness. He fears attachment. She heals with her hands. He heals with his silence. Two introverts learning to speak the quiet language of the heart. Through hidden affection and painful truths, they discover that love isn't always loud. Sometimes, it's a trembling hand held gently, a prayer whispered secretly - a wound that has already found its cure. In a world where love feels dangerous and vulnerability feels like defeat - can they turn pain into faith? Can they become the safe place each heart has been searching for? This is a story of wounds stitched together by devotion - a tale of hearts learning to pray in love's quiet language.

Some stories begin with foreworks. Ours began with timing- quiet, incorrect. We were never loud lovers, those with grand gestures or dramatic promises. We were just kids who learnt to love and felt loved for the first time. Kabeer loved with discipline. I loved with devotion. And somewhere between those two truths, our story learnt how to ache. He had a future mapped out in syllabi and deadlines, in early mornings and late nights, in dreams that demanded sacrifice. I had a heart that didn't know how to love halfway, only wholely. When he chose to focus, it wasn't because love was lacking-it was because responsibility was louder. People like to believe love fails when it ends. But ours didn't fail. It simply stepped aside. There is a particular kind of pain in understanding someone so deeply that you let them go without bitterness. I didn't fight his choice. I carried it. I carried the unspoken what ifs, the birthdays imagined in advance, the conversations rehearsed but never delivered. I carried the version of us that existed only in my head, where timing was kinder and growing up didn't demand distance. This is not a story about heartbreak in the traditional sense. There was no villain here. No betrayal. Just two teenagers learning that love doesn't always mean staying-and that sometimes, the bravest thing you can do is love someone enough to let life take them where you cannot follow. If you are reading this hoping for certainty, I cannot promise you that. What I can promise is truth: that love can be real even if it is unfinished, that someone can shape you without staying forever, and that letting go does not erase what once made you feel at home. This is the story of AN ALMOST. And sometimes, almost is enough to change you forever.

"Sometimes we don't want to live a life but someone come in life and give a million of reason to live a life like there is no tomorrow" - Mahir Ammen "We don't know that there is tomorrow or not so instant of waste our present time we should live like there is no tomorrow" - Shabnam Avnery

A soft-romance story set in the 1990s. Shrinay had just returned to his town to open a clinic there and settle down so he could close to his family. After the demise of his grandmother, he was shaken by grief and guilt for not being present while she took her last breath. It was then he decided he wanted to be close to his family to be there whenever they needed him. On the way back from the city, though, his eyes met a pair of inky orbs, and his heart stopped. Just like movies, it was all a haze-slow motion, background music, rapid heartbeat, and teasing wind. After that, he just couldn't get those mesmersing eyes out of his mind, his soul, his... heart. It was as if they carved themselves somewhere deep in his very being. After that, strolls around the town became his new normal in the hope of another glimpse. A month passed, but all he got was disappointment. He was almost convinced that they were just a hallucination, a fragment of imagination, a twisted game his mind was playing with him. That was until his mother forced a temple visit on me. And he got to know that those orbs belonged to their town's orthodox and dogmatic priest's daughter. ⋆ ───⊱☽❁☾⊰─── ⋆ Join Shrinay and Radhika in their journey as they navigate their path and fight for their love in the small town where love was a crime and caste was duty. But before that, Shrinay had to find a way through Radhika's heart, which was easier said than done because she was as closed off and quiet as he was, if not more-no, definitely more. ⋆ ───⊱☽❁☾⊰─── ⋆ I hope you enjoy it. HAPPY READING :)

"An Unstable Mirror tells a tale" is a gripping psychological thriller that delves into the dark recesses of the human mind. Detective Emma Cole, renowned for her sharp instincts and unparalleled dedication, is thrust into a chilling investigation in the quiet town of Riverton. A series of gruesome murders, each marked by eerie symbols and meticulous staging, points to a pattern that Emma is determined to unravel. As Emma digs deeper, she uncovers a disturbing connection between the victims: each has a traumatic past. Her investigation takes a harrowing turn when she experiences blackouts and vivid nightmares, blurring the line between reality and her own tortured psyche. The discovery of a hidden diary reveals a conspiracy involving a secret society known as "The Puppeteers," who manipulate their victims through mind control and memory suppression. Emma's journey leads her to an abandoned asylum, where she uncovers records of horrific experiments-experiments that she herself was subjected to. As the truth unravels, Emma must confront her deepest fears and the haunting realization of her connection to the crimes. The novel explores themes of identity, trauma, and the fragile line between sanity and madness, culminating in a chilling resolution that leaves both Emma and the town of Riverton forever changed. Just wanted to say a massive thank you for all your support. It means the world. For those who want to read offline or want to support my work directly, I've put the book up on Gumroad https://arynavolkov.gumroad.com/l/jfizxw (It's still free to read on Wattpad if you prefer).

𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐈𝐬𝐡𝐪.. A tale of shy loves and quiet hearts . (𝗦𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆 𝗼𝗳 𝗮 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗯𝗹𝘂𝘀𝗵𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝗻 𝘀𝗶𝗹𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗲.) ISHAAN SRIVASTAV is 23 years old calm , grounded and slightly reserved person who loves music the 90 's ,80's type . He runs his cafe not just as a business but as a home .He has a natural decency that draws people in and his charm lies in his sincerity. He is deeply respectful and speaks less but when he does , his words carry the sweetness of truth . DEEPTI SHARMA is a 20 year old , graceful girl with long flowing hair . She is shy and reserved with a heart that believes in the gentleness of old fashioned love. She loves sketching and painting and that's the mode through which she expresses her feelings . Art is her language actually and emotions are her muse and music is her secret companion . We've always heard that opposites attract but what if the story ,the game isn't about opposites?. And what happens when two calm souls fall for each other ? .............................. .

𝑲𝒚𝒖𝒏 𝒕𝒖𝒏𝒆 𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒊 𝒇𝒖𝒓𝒔𝒂𝒕 𝒌𝒊.. 𝑲𝒚𝒖𝒏 𝒅𝒖𝒍 𝒏𝒆 𝒊𝒕𝒏𝒊 𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒂𝒕 𝒌𝒊.. 𝑰𝒔𝒉𝒒 𝒎𝒆𝒊𝒏 𝒊𝒕𝒏𝒊 𝒃𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒂𝒕 𝒌𝒊.. ♡𝒀𝒆 𝑻𝒖𝒏𝒆 𝑲𝒚𝒂 𝑲𝒊𝒚𝒂♡ 𝗧𝘄𝗲𝗹𝘃𝗲 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘀, 𝘀𝗶𝘅 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗽𝗹𝗲𝘀, 𝘀𝗶𝘅 𝗱𝗶𝗳𝗳𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗲𝘀. 𝗨𝗻𝘃𝗲𝗶𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗴𝗲𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲. 𝗛𝗼𝗽𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝑌𝑒 𝑇𝑢𝑛𝑒 𝐾𝑦𝑎 𝐾𝑖𝑦𝑎.

AISHA ZAHRA She's the name everyone knows the voice that fills stadiums the face that defines success. Awards, fame, applause she has it all. But once the lights fade and the crowd disappears, Aisha isn't the star anymore. She's just a woman who wants a quiet home, her two little kids around her, and a place where she doesn't have to perform a place where she can simply be. Her kids are her only peace the only people who make her feel truly safe and loved. KAVI DESAI Far away in the mountains of Kullu, Kavi has found the kind of calm most people spend their lives chasing. He once lived in Mumbai's chaos doing something he partially liked chasing deadlines and noise but now he wakes up to laughter the sound of forty children who call him "Papa." The orphanage he runs is his world, and between their smiles, his music, and his art, he's learned what happiness actually means. The mountains gave him what he wanted ...peace, and in that silence, he found home And then one random day a single Instagram post changes everything Two strangers two worlds and yet, somehow one quiet connection neither of them can explain. This is not just a love story It's about finding yourself when life gets confusing and weird It's about the beauty of motherhood the comfort of friendship, and that rare quiet magic of meeting someone who feels like home even before you realize you were searching

She feared love. He believed in it 🤍 When the son of a corrupt politician falls for a girl who hates love, things were never meant to be simple. Will their love survive the politics of blood and betrayal? ❤️‍🩹