Shayari Stories

A marriage signed on paper was never meant to feel real. Rehman has already buried love once - along with the part of himself that believed in it. Hardened by a violent past and haunted by loss, he agrees to a contract marriage for reasons that have nothing to do with emotions and everything to do with necessity. Rules are clear. Boundaries are absolute. Feelings are forbidden. Ulfat, on the other hand, was supposed to have a different future - one built on choice, familiarity, and perhaps love. But a single incident shatters her plans, forcing her into an agreement that ties her life to a man who treats affection like a weakness. Under one roof, between unspoken grief and carefully drawn lines, resentment turns into understanding, silence into companionship, and distance into something far more dangerous. What begins as a temporary arrangement slowly becomes a battle neither of them expected - because the one condition written nowhere in the contract was the hardest to follow: Don't fall in love. A "slow-burn" story about healing, trust, and a love that grows where it was never meant to exist. Disclaimer: I do not own the characters, universe, or original storyline referenced in this work. The characters of Rehman, Ulfat, and others are inspired by the film Dhurandhar, and all rights remain reserved with the original creators and makers. This is a purely fictional, non-commercial fan work created for creative and entertainment purposes only. The plot, events, and character developments in this story are entirely imagined and are not connected to the official narrative.

Some connections are not built through conversations. Some names are never known. Yet somehow, they leave behind a quiet kind of peace. "Jinhe Main Captain Sahab Kehti Hoon" is a collection of poems born from such moments a passing army truck on an ordinary road, a silent prayer whispered to Mahadev, a sudden calm that arrives without explanation. These poems are not about meeting someone. They are about respecting a presence from afar - someone who may never know he was ever written about. Somewhere out there, perhaps under a different sky, someone stands in olive green. And somewhere else, a girl writes poems for the one she simply calls - Captain Sahab 🧿 🪖

"Ye kahani imagination nahi... ek sachha sapna hai. Ek aisa sapna jisme maine uska chehra nahi dekha, phir bhi dil maanta nahi ki wo bas khwaab tha." 17 saal ki main... aur ek ajeeb sa sapna. Bheed me ek anjaan ladka, safed shirt... aur ek pal ka saath. Na uska chehra yaad hai, na uska naam. Phir bhi dil maanta hi nahi ki wo bas ek khwaab tha. "Kya kabhi koi sapna sach bhi ho sakta hai?"

I am not a writer and this is not a story. These are just few floating thoughts of mine.

This contains my collection of poems, stories, etc. which me and my friends edited.

This contains my poems, shayari, and random thoughts-the kind of things I write for no reason at all (or maybe for every one out there who feel the same). A little chaos, a little heart, and a lot of feelings in between. Hope you enjoy !!!<3

These are the words that came when I couldn't stay quiet, Pieces of thoughts I whispered to myself, Moments I couldn't hold in my chest.. These are just fragments of what I felt, what I saw and what I thought.. Read them if you want, skip them if you don't These are my little echoes, wandering quietly..! Hope you'll like it ✨

(lane down to nostalgia) More like a book compiled of my random thoughts:) Ranks: #17 out of 270k poetries.

"Kya Tu Bhi Toota Hai Meri Tarah?" "Usi Ki Talaash Mein Jo Mujhko Kho Gaya" "Jinhe Khuda Bhi Bhool Gaya" "Ishq Jo Jurm Ban Gaya" "Tumne Mujhe Kaha Tha Bachane, Par Khud Kho Gaye" "Teri Dastan Adhoori Hi Sahi" "Main Woh Gunaah Hoon Jo Mohabbat Mein Likha Gaya" "Jab Toot Ke Bikhra Ishq" "Mitti Mein Mil Kar Bhi Tera Naam Zinda Hai" ***************************************** Radhika (broken, but forcing calm): "You left, Krish. And you didn't even look back." Krish (voice hard, almost trembling): "Maybe I had to. Maybe I couldn't survive if I did." Radhika (shaking): "Then why does it still hurt like hell?" Krish: "Because some things break deeper than bones." Radhika (voice breaking): "You think I can love you, after everything?" Krish (quietly): "I think you already did. And that's what scares you." Radhika (last, almost whispering): "If love was the reason I survived... why does it feel like the reason I'm still dying?" --------------------------------------------------------------------- Tejash (low, cold): "You destroyed her, Saraswi. You know that, right?" Saraswi (defensive, biting back tears): "And what about you, Tejash? You left me to drown in rumors you never denied." Tejash: "Sometimes silence is safer than the truth." Saraswi (desperate): "Tejash, please... say you didn't hate me." Tejash (looking away): "I never hated you. That was the problem." --------------------------------------------------------------------- Viya (soft, to Vidyut): "Tell me it wasn't my fault, please." Vidyut (gritting his jaw): "You were the only reason I stayed. Don't ever say sorry for saving me." Viya (echoing through tears): "Then why does it feel like we all died the day school ended?" Vidyut (bitter laugh): "Because maybe we did." --------------------------------------------------------------------- "How could the earth ever touch the sky- except through dreams."

Shayari

Poet just want a smile on her partner's face when her partner feels unwell.

HEY SWEETHEARTS I'M HERE AGAIN WITH MY SHAYARI BOOK WHICH WAS UNFORTUNATELY DELETED BY ME IN MISTAKE... HERE WE GO AGAIN😂👍🏻

hey I'm Soha iqbal ♥I'm just here to spred my feelings and thoughts with you ❤ #poetry #quotes #novels #shayari #story #actors

A compilation of poems that I enjoy.

short poems and quotes

Sharo - Shayariyan Gustak- e- Dil kya galat kar baitha... Na pta na malum aapni Dil ki jagah Badal baitha...🍁

This collection of poems captures the raw power of nature's fury, exploring the fear and destruction of storms, rain, floods, and tornadoes. With haunting imagery and vivid language, Stormy Musings captures the terror of Mother Nature's might.

Just a collection of poetry Have fun while reading it Ps -it was fun writing it

To my sweet readers: This is , ACLS according to heroes POV, and same , no names are given, just 'He' and 'SHE' I will use special hearts , when the hero talks about the heroine so it does not confuse with the other characters. I am writing from protagonist POV. Hero is shy and obsessed by his past, and this is a collection of some of their memories that our shy hero dared to share and the chapters contain some funny shayari. i have tried to write differently in my own style hope you like it. Thank You-