Vishwas8578

Dear 2025,
          	This year tested me in ways I never imagined.
          	It came with disappointment after disappointment, loss after loss, heartbreak layered over heartbreak — not just for me, but for my family too. Every time we thought “ab sab theek ho jayega”, something worse followed. It felt cruel… almost personal.
          	Somewhere along the way, I lost myself.
          	Not dramatically — quietly.
          	I lost my hopes.
          	I lost my faith.
          	I lost my strength.
          	And most painfully, I lost the girl I used to be — a version of me who laughed easily, talked freely, and believed things would work out. I don’t know when she slipped away. I just know she isn’t here anymore.
          	I stopped communicating.
          	Not because I didn’t care — but because I didn’t know what to say. My friends kept waiting for even a chhotu sa reply from me, and I wanted to respond… I really did. But what was I supposed to share?
          	There were no happy updates.
          	Only sadness.
          	Only heaviness.
          	I was scared that if I spoke, it would feel like I was dumping my pain on them. 
          	While others shared happy moments,
          	I learned how to survive quietly.
          	I chose silence over explaining my pain,
          	because sometimes protecting your heart
          	looks like disappearing.
          	This year emptied me.
          	It took so much that even breathing through some days felt like an achievement.
          	And yet… we are alive.
          	At this point, that feels like the biggest win of all.
          	I don’t know if I healed.
          	I don’t know if I grew.
          	All I know is — I survived a year that tried its best to break me.
          	If one day I find myself again — even a quieter, softer version — I hope she knows this:
          	She did the best she could with what she had.
          	And that was enough.
          	— VD 

Nainu122

@Vishwas8578  hey deep be strong baby. Life teaches new lesson everyday. We just have to be a little bit strong to face these problems. That's why people says it's not easy to be a human. Being alive is biggest win but you cross all those hurdles while being strong is biggest win. Sometimes even god doesn't have any answer to these plight of us. Hope you will find strength and start this year with new positivity and new belief in your strength
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Coffeelover_antara1

He was her biggest competition.
          She was his biggest headache.
          Now they’re trapped in wedding chaos, family drama, and way too much eye contact. 
          This isn’t soft romance.
          This is tension. Pride. Sharp comebacks. Almost-confessions.
          If you’re into rivals who argue like they hate each other but look at each other like they absolutely don’t… this one’s for you. 
          Give it one chapter. That’s all I’m asking. The rest? You won’t be able to resist. ❤️✨
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/407134644?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=Coffeelover_antara1�

shonawritess

If you're looking for a good rom-com, mysterious, suspens and comedy type story, then you should definitely read this one — 
          
          Naintara: Her Arranged Husband
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/399037571?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=shonawritess
          
          ———
          
          My back hit the wall, and before I could process anything, he caged me in completely.
          His arms rested on either side of my shoulders, trapping me between his tall frame and the cold wall behind me.
          
          I didn’t know why… but my heartbeat started racing like a bullet train.
          
          “W-what are you doing?” I whispered, hating how my voice trembled.
          God, why am I stuttering?
          
          “You said na I’m shy,” he replied, looking straight into my eyes—unyielding, intense, like he could see right through me.
          
          I didn’t even realize when I nodded. My body reacted faster than my brain.
          
          “N-no.. I didn’t mean that,” I tried to say, but before I could think, it was already too late.
          
          He had already pinned both of my hands above my head with one of his, his grip firm but careful.
          His other hand slid to my waist, pulling me impossibly closer—close enough that my breath tangled with his.
          
          “No,” he whispered against my ear, his voice low and warm.
          “Let me show you… what your ‘shy’ husband can actually do.”
          
          ——
          
          He fell first. For him, love means Naintara.
          But she doesn’t believe in love; love means nothing to her!
          
          On their wedding night itself, she told him not to expect anything from her.
          
          Will they be able to live together?
          Will she ever accept him as her husband?
          
          
          
          

Vishwas8578

Dear 2025,
          This year tested me in ways I never imagined.
          It came with disappointment after disappointment, loss after loss, heartbreak layered over heartbreak — not just for me, but for my family too. Every time we thought “ab sab theek ho jayega”, something worse followed. It felt cruel… almost personal.
          Somewhere along the way, I lost myself.
          Not dramatically — quietly.
          I lost my hopes.
          I lost my faith.
          I lost my strength.
          And most painfully, I lost the girl I used to be — a version of me who laughed easily, talked freely, and believed things would work out. I don’t know when she slipped away. I just know she isn’t here anymore.
          I stopped communicating.
          Not because I didn’t care — but because I didn’t know what to say. My friends kept waiting for even a chhotu sa reply from me, and I wanted to respond… I really did. But what was I supposed to share?
          There were no happy updates.
          Only sadness.
          Only heaviness.
          I was scared that if I spoke, it would feel like I was dumping my pain on them. 
          While others shared happy moments,
          I learned how to survive quietly.
          I chose silence over explaining my pain,
          because sometimes protecting your heart
          looks like disappearing.
          This year emptied me.
          It took so much that even breathing through some days felt like an achievement.
          And yet… we are alive.
          At this point, that feels like the biggest win of all.
          I don’t know if I healed.
          I don’t know if I grew.
          All I know is — I survived a year that tried its best to break me.
          If one day I find myself again — even a quieter, softer version — I hope she knows this:
          She did the best she could with what she had.
          And that was enough.
          — VD 

Nainu122

@Vishwas8578  hey deep be strong baby. Life teaches new lesson everyday. We just have to be a little bit strong to face these problems. That's why people says it's not easy to be a human. Being alive is biggest win but you cross all those hurdles while being strong is biggest win. Sometimes even god doesn't have any answer to these plight of us. Hope you will find strength and start this year with new positivity and new belief in your strength
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healing_taless

Sorry to post something without your permission! But I couldn't control myself from writing this for you! 
          
          I bring you the NEWS that I am starting a new journey. 
          
          How about u try something that's written just for your likings? 
          
          If u like—
          Soft boy with a dangerous heart 
          Traumatized girl who deserves the world
          Villian you want to punch
          And leave u with scenes like Nooo but YESSSSS! 
          
          I GOT YOU! 
          
          The choice is— ✨ HER SOLACE ✨ 
          
          Do try this new story and tell me your experience! 
          Please vote and comment to establish this cute, little end-to-end connection between us! I def would love to hear from you! 
          
          Waiting for u dear! 
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/284495457?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=healing_taless

lilith_wrts

Hi lovely readers! 
          If you're into slow-burn romance, emotional depth, and characters who carry both scars and strength—then my newest story might be for you.
          
           Three hearts. Three stories. One unforgettable journey of healing and love.
          
          ✨ Mehek hides her love for her best friend Aakash... until an unexpected marriage forces truths to surface.
          ✨ Ruhanika is left broken by her first love—only to realize the one who truly matters might slip away.
          ✨ Samaira stands by Atharv, a man piecing himself back together—and in that quiet strength, love begins to bloom.
          
          This is a story of second chances, redemption, and the healing power of love. ❤️
          I’d love for you to check it out, drop your thoughts, and maybe find a piece of your own heart within their stories.
          
           Comments, reads & feedback mean the world to me!
           Read now on Wattpad: 
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/386691110?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=lilith_wrts

Sakoraflower

Hi there!
          Sorry for the inconvenience... 
          I just wanted to say If you enjoy dark romance tangled with obsession, betrayal, and morally gray characters who bleed for power and love—this story might just ruin you in the best way.
          I'll be really glad if you give her book a chance ♡
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/392400166?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=Maria_Ryota