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Aangan is a love story that grows without asking permission.
Set in an old Kolkata house built around a central courtyard, the story follows Isha Roy and Dhruv Banerjee, two lives moving in parallel long before they realise they are walking the same path. The aangan sits at the heart of the house-open to the sky, holding the echoes of laughter, routine, and time itself.
Isha Roy is a preschool teacher, warm and expressive, someone who carries the innocence of children back home every day. Her world is full of rhymes, colours, and small chaos. Dhruv Banerjee runs his family's mithai shop, a man shaped by early mornings, measured sweetness, and quiet responsibility. He believes love, like sweets, is made patiently and shared without announcement.
They share the same house, the same courtyard, the same evenings-power cuts, cups of chai, simple meals, and gentle nok-joks that hide more than they reveal. There are no grand confessions here, no dramatic turning points. Just presence. Just choosing to stay.
In Aangan, romance unfolds in borrowed silences, carried grocery bags, late-night Maggi, and glances exchanged across the courtyard. The city hums softly in the background, while the house remembers everything the heart takes time to understand.
This is a story about love that doesn't arrive suddenly-it settles in, like the evening light in an old Kolkata home, until it feels impossible to imagine life without it.