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Authorrre jiiiiiii kabbbb update dogiiiiiíiiii 

Hey guys.. please read my book "The seedha purush and his chanth stree". 
          
          This story take place in Mathura, in between a bold female lead and a shy male lead.
          
          TROPES:- 
          
          Reverse age gap
          Grumpy (fl) × sunshine (ml)
          Architect × student(part time tour guide)
          Strong dominant fl × shy submissive ml
          'blood means nothing' FL × 'family is everything ' ML
          Soft romance
          Ambivert × introvert 
          

Didi wo thoda kuch update ka intezaam ho jata toh *crying face*

Hare krishna 
          
          I wanted to share something I recently finished. I love listening to Bhakt Charitra, Katha , and I always wished I could read them in simple English. Since I couldn't find many books like that, I started writing
          them myself.
          
          I've completed books on Sant Tukaram Maharaj and Sant Namdev Maharaj. If you'd ever like to read them, I'd be truly happy if you gave them a chance. I hope they bring you closer to Thakurji and His devotees.
          
          Jai Jai Ramakrishna Hari.

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

Hii!
          I already informed this in my Instagram broadcast channel, but forgot to post here.
          The thing is... I recently gave an entrance exam, after which I had planned to continue updates. And I had started working on the chapters a few days ago. But the exam got cancelled due to some issues. It will be reconducted. So, do not expect any updates in June(none of the books, including VOTL, HAVB and DD) and even till mid-July. I am really sorry, but this is clearly not in my hand. If only things were going according to my plan. At this point, I won't even mind if some of you block me, because the updates keep getting delayed, alongside the growing mess in my life.
          Anyway, I will be back in a month with a stress-free mind(hopefully).
          
          See ya!

If you not gonna upload the story then why fake promised us that you gonna upload it? 

Author ji, pls update kar dijiyeeee( khub saare rone wale emojis)