Hey Sapphires ❄💙☺

I'm Swasti,👋💖 just another dreamer who believes words can heal, connect, and sometimes even change the way we see the world. Writing, for me, isn't just about creating characters and stories-it's about pouring pieces of my own soul into them. Every friendship, every heartbreak, every silent prayer I've ever known finds its way into these pages. ☺☺

Thanku so much fir choosing this story 🥰

I hope it will meet your expectations.. 😁

✦••┈┈┈┈┈┈┈••✦••┈┈┈┈┈┈┈••✦

♡𝐉𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐞 𝐋𝐚𝐠𝐚 𝐇𝐨𝐨𝐧♡

(𝙵𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚗 𝚐𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚟𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗)

( 𝗔 𝗛𝗜𝗚𝗛 𝗦𝗖𝗛𝗢𝗢𝗟 𝗥𝗢𝗠𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗘 )

||जीने लगा हूँ, पहले से ज़्यादा

पहले से ज़्यादा, तुम पे मरने लगा हूँ

रहते हो आ के जो तुम पास मेरे

थम जाएँ पल ये वहीं

बस मैं ये सोचूँ...

सोचूँ मैं थम जाएँ पल ये

पास मेरे जब हो तुम,

चलती हैं साँसें, पहले से ज़्यादा

पहले से ज़्यादा, दिल ठहरने लगा... ||

✦••┈┈┈┈┈┈┈••✦••┈┈┈┈┈┈┈••✦

Through this book, I don't just want to tell a love story-I want to share a journey of hope, pain, healing, and the beauty of finding light even in the darkest corners. If you find a part of yourself here, then this story has already done what I dreamt it would. 💫🌸

Kyunki hum bhool jaate hain wo chhoti-chhoti baatein jo humare din ko roshan karti hain...

Wo doston ke saath canteen ka samosa, woh hasi-mazak, woh school time ki yaadein.

Aur kabhi-kabhi, pyaar aur romance ki talash mein, hum un anmol palon ko peeche chhod dete hain 💞-jo shayad asli khushi ka raaz hote hain. 😸

(Meri school life to abhi abhi shuru hi hein... Lekin agar kisi ki khatam ho gayi hein.. Then nostalgic story hein 😆)

This is not just a wattpad story centered on high school romance. 📚 It's about those connections, the struggles, the problems, the small-small moments that bring a smile to our face. 😊

This isn't just a love story. It's the tale of devotion, where hearts learn to pray in silence. It's the comfort of friendship, where laughter and trust become the strongest foundation. It's about two souls who don't just fall in love-they fight for it, stumble through it, and rise with it. In their journey, love is not a fleeting feeling, but a devotion that endures, a friendship that heals, and a bond that transforms.💖☺💫🌸

This story is for those who choose to live fully-who carry the weight of struggles, tragedies, and unspoken traumas, yet still rise each morning with the courage to fight. It is for the dreamers who have tasted heartbreak but still believe in healing, for the brave souls who know life isn't easy, yet keep walking forward with hope burning quietly in their hearts.🥰🥰

It is also for the friendships that save us-the laughter in the middle of tears, the hands that pull us up when we've fallen, the voices that remind us, "You are not alone." True friendship is a kind of love in itself, steady and unwavering, the silent promise that someone will stand by you through storms and sunshine.

And finally, this is dedicated to love-not the kind that is shallow, fleeting, or bound by conditions-but the kind that feels like devotion. Because for me, love is not simply a word; it is surrender, it is faith, it is the gentle but unshakable truth that you cannot truly love someone unless you are devoted to them-completely, endlessly, unconditionally.

So sit back, occupy your singhasan on the most comfortable Sofa and grab your popcorn cup ya fir meri tarah agar koi Maggie pagluu hein... Toh vo bhi le aao... And enjoy this journey with me...

✦••┈┈┈┈┈┈┈••✦••┈┈┈┈┈┈┈••✦

“Tell me…” he said softly, “why do we keep searching for something we can never see?

We pray, we wait, we ache —

for what, really?”

“Maybe that’s why humans pray,”

she murmured, her gaze still fixed on the idol.

“Because somewhere inside, we’re all looking for what makes us feel… whole. Because somewhere, we’re all searching — not for miracles, but for the piece of ourselves that feels missing.”

“Then what if… you’re mine?”

Her breath caught.

“I used to think love was simple — something to fall into.

But the day I met you, everything shifted.

You didn’t make me fall…

you made me kneel.

If love is devotion, then every beat of my heart is devoted to you — not as one human desires another, but as Shiv is devoted to Parvati, as souls meant to complete each other in stillness and storm.

And if love is completeness, then I am incomplete without you, Shivika, just as Ardhanarishwar is not Shiv alone, nor Parvati alone, but the union of both — half flame, half calm, half silence, half storm.

Just like Shiv is incomplete without Parvati, I am incomplete without you.

Without you, I just remain a shadow of myself, a body without soul, a song without it's rhythm..

You are not beside me, Shivika... you are within me - the breath that steadies my pulse, the silence that gives meaning to my chaos, you are the missing half that makes me whole.

When I look at you, I don't see love as the world defines it - I see moksha, I see shanti, I see the sacred balance that even gods seek.

If devotion had a name, it would sound like yours.

Sometimes I fear my love might touch something too sacred — like trying to hold sunlight in my hands. You’re made of prayer and grace, and I’m just human, trembling before divinity. What if my affection, in its imperfection, leaves fingerprints on something meant to stay untouched?

But if the universe allows, if in some fraction of fate you ever look my way, let me be the quiet that guards your peace, the stillness that steadies your storm, the half that walks beside you without ever shadowing your grace.

You are the light that turns every shadow into gold, the calm in every storm of my heart. Will you allow me… to stay by your side my whole life?

To worship you, not just with words, but with every heartbeat that carries your name. To worship you, as Shiv worships Parvati, with a devotion that consumes yet completes me. I am yours, in every thought, every breath, every silent prayer I offer. My soul bows, not in fear, but in the awe of your divine presence.”

~ PREM AGRAWAL

✦••┈┈┈┈┈┈┈••✦••┈┈┈┈┈┈┈••✦

Your dear Author💕

Love u 💖🌸

Vote | Comment | Support