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Hey where are you please update 

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Hiii how are you it's been a year since you are missing i hope you are fine and we readers are eagerly waiting for the epilogue of MUR also waiting for a new book by you ..
          
          I also want to ask have you removed your any book ? Actually whole plot is in my mind where swara works in sanskar company they are married but it's not public even no one knows lakshya is maheshwari he fall in love with kavya swara's colleague I can't remember the book name can you please help me out I really want to re- read this book and I am feeling it was your book only if I am wrong please correct me and if you know any book with this plot please let me know. Thank you . 

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Hi are you there give us the epilogue soon 

Sorry for being heree author
          
          A simple story about two normal people.
          No rich boy. No billionaire drama. No unrealistic "perfect love." 
          Just stolen glances, loud streets, shared buildings, and feelings growing quietly between ordinary days.
          
          Welcome to ✨Delhi✨
          Dil walon ki Dilli...
          where evenings are filled with traffic noises, chai ki smell, random scooter honks, and aunties standing in balconies collecting updates faster than news channels 
          
          She is chaos wrapped in soft colours 
          Talkative. Dramatic. Full of energy.
          But only at home.
          
          Around her mother and sisters, she becomes her loudest, happiest self. A true "ghar ki baddie" in her tiny little world ✨
          Outside?
          A little responsible. A little stubborn. A little too used to handling everyone.
          
          He is a typical Indian boy 
          Easy-going. Playful. Always outside till 8 p.m. because after that, even azaad parindas have curfew ️
          He laughs too easily, talks too casually, and somehow always appears exactly where the chaos is happening.
          
          They live in the same building.
          Not some luxury apartment with shiny elevators and rooftop cafés.
          
          Just normal floors.
          Shared walls.
          Open staircases.
          Water motors running in the morning.
          Neighbours yelling names from downstairs.
          And a terrace full of drying clothes where one careless step can either start a fight... or a conversation ✨
          
          Ground floor.
          First floor.
          Bas itni si doori.
          
          Between park walks, summer evenings, family weddings, late-night terrace air, stupid arguments, "Tum bohot annoying ho," and accidental comfort...
          
          they slowly become part of each other's routine 
          
          Not all love stories begin with destiny.
          Some begin with shared buildings, noisy roads, and someone waiting near the staircase just a little longer than necessary 
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/409084280?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=create&wp_uname=akshiiwritess

          
          .....Sorry for being heree author ...... 
          
          
           Between Bones & Heartbeats
          
          Everyone asked the same question.
          
          "MBBS nahi mila?"
          
          Sanskriti Mishra learned to smile and ignore it.
          
          Getting into BHU's Physiotherapy program was supposed to be a proud moment. Instead, it became a constant reminder of the dream people thought she had failed to achieve.
          
          Determined to prove herself, she enters college with one goal:
          
          Study hard.
          Stay focused.
          Don't get distracted.
          
          Then she meets Dev Sharma.
          
          A first-year student with messy hair, endless jokes, and a cricket dream he was forced to leave behind.
          
          He wanted to become a cricketer.
          
          She wanted people to stop treating her dream like a second choice.
          
          Life had other plans.
          
          Between practical labs, hostel corridors, midnight study sessions, chai breaks, impossible exams, and the city of Banaras quietly watching from the sidelines, two strangers slowly become friends.
          
          And maybe something more.
          
          But college isn't just about love.
          
          It's about finding yourself when everyone expects you to be someone else.
          
          And sometimes, the hardest thing to heal isn't a muscle, a bone, or a ligament.
          
          It's a heart carrying dreams it never got to live.
          
          ✨
          
          A story of friendship, ambition, family expectations, missed dreams, and the people who help us find our way back to ourselves.
          
          
          "He couldn't become the cricketer he dreamed of being. She couldn't become the doctor everyone expected her to be. Somewhere in between, they found a dream worth sharing." 
          
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/412056683?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_reading&wp_page=library&wp_uname=akshiiwritess

Hi! I hope it’s okay to share my story here 
          I recently started publishing and would really appreciate readers giving it a chance.
           votes, or even a simple read means a lot to me.
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/408236178-dangerously-mine

Hey can you try my book
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/408383761?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=nullreverie

Hey . Can you please try my book once? 
          I won't disappoint you... 
          I did be grateful if you support me. 
          
          Just give it a chance... I am not forcing... Just asking with a hope ಥ_ಥ
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/406993657?utm_source=android&utm_med