Khamoshi main chupi bataaon ko, Uss ki aavaj mil gayi hai..
Unki duniya main pyaar ki bhasha ko,
Issharon ki khubsurti mil gayi hai..
Dheere dheere se jo dil ke dhaage unhone bandhe hai, uss se unke pyaar ki nayi kahani ban gayi hai..
Hello everyone, I hope you're all doing well. I wanted to share some good news: I've begun writing a new story called "Destined Hearts - A Rebirth." It's a story about Veer and Kiara(aka our beloved TEJRAN).
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"Some love stories remain unfinished, yet within them, the concealed love always reveals its presence to the world, leaving an eternal imprint."
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In a tale where destiny itself has separated them only to promise a reunion, is it truly that simple? Will fate uphold its pledge, or will it engage in a playful twist of events? Will Veer and Kiara be the ones to finally bring closure to the unfinished tale of love between Krrish and Kanak? Find out in the story.
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Now, let's proceed with our Silent Love.
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As I reached home, Abir was sitting there, doing something on his phone.
"Hey Karan," he said.
"Thanks Abir," I said, suddenly hugging him, taking him off guard.
"Kya hogaya itna pyaar? Aisa kya kar diya maine jo janab thanks bol raha hai?" he asked, patting my back lovingly.
"Kal raat meri help karne," I said, breaking the hug.
"Sach mein, Karan, ab iske liye tum mujhe thanks bolenge?" he said, shaking his head disappointingly.
"Nahi vo," I was saying when he cut me off.
"Chal yaar, yeh thanks-vanks rehne de, aur bata kya hua, baat aagi badhi, ladki maani ki nahi?" and again he is into his zone.
"We are friends now, and you know Abir, meri Laddoo bohot talented hai. Kal humne jo arts dekhe the, vo sab usne banaya tha. Uske alava vo dance bhi bohot accha karti hai, aur designing bhi, usse jewellery designs, building structures, sab aate hain. She is just too good," I said, not controlling my excitement and started talking about her. He was listening to me with a soft smile without disturbing in between.
