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talesiland

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  • Saaya:- Love & ShadowSaaya:- Love & Shadow

    Saaya:- Love & Shadow

    Previously known as:- sita Rama Kalyanam 🤗 "Sorry mam wife or not, you need appointment to meet sir" receptionist said with no charming tone. Sita look down and turn her heels. "What's you name" an deep voice to send shiver deep down spine echo in hallway. Everyone leave their work and looks towards that authorizing voice. Sita tremble and muttered "s-sita Th-thakur" she didn't look up as she see his foot standing just in front of her. "Eyes up" he whisper so only she can hear. She did as he said. He yelled again "what's your full name" Sita lick her lips "sita charvik singh thakur" Charvik give an heated look to receptionist "she is my better half. Treat her like this again and quickly start looking for new job. Though i doubt you will find after messing with my wife" -◇◇◇- Sita don't know what is love till her grandfather decided to marry her to his best friend's granddaughter. Her parents died when she was child. Though her grandfather tried to fulfill that void but her uncles and aunties always made her feel left out. She say yes to marriage thinking she could find love she was seeking for her whole life. -◇◇◇- Charvik singh thankur With his generational wealth he knows what his destiny holds for him in future. His family's reputation is everything for him and he will do anything to protect that. He marry her thinking his grandfather choose her so she is perfect. -◇◇◇- Let's dive into this divine love story of sita and charvik 🤭

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  • Banaras:- Ghat Number SaatBanaras:- Ghat Number Saat

    Banaras:- Ghat Number Saat

    Aarohi Mehra never wanted to come to Banaras. The city feels too loud, too ancient, too suffocating filled with smoke from funeral pyres, temple bells that never stop ringing, and a river that seems to watch everything in silence. She plans to survive a few months and leave. Then she meets Rudra Tiwari. A boy from the ghats who barely speaks English but understands life in ways she never has. A boy who rows boats on the Ganga at sunrise and speaks about death like it’s an ordinary part of breathing. He is everything she isn’t. Simple. Unapologetic. Impossible to ignore. What begins as irritation slowly becomes something far more dangerous — quiet conversations by the river, shared silences, and a connection neither of them knows how to name. But Banaras is a city where people come when their stories end… or when new ones begin. And some loves, like the river itself, are never meant to be held but just like water is everywhere ni matter where the soul went love always there.....

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