Ranveer Singh Randhawa had everything-power, wealth, and the world at his feet. But the one thing he never wanted? Shayari Chatterjee. The perfect, poised, and infuriatingly brilliant woman who had been a part of his life since childhood. For years...
Chandni Chowk never slept. The air was thick with the scent of sizzling jalebis and freshly brewed chai, the streets alive with the calls of shopkeepers and the relentless honking of rickshaws navigating the labyrinth of narrow lanes. It was here, amidst the chaos and colour of Old Delhi, that Naveen Singh Randhawa and Gautam Chatterjee built a friendship that time, distance, and even success couldn't shake.
Naveen, sharp and relentless, had always craved more. He wanted to carve his name into the world, to build something grand beyond these crowded alleys. Gautam, in contrast, found peace in familiarity-the rhythm of his city, the warmth of home, the comfort of simplicity.
Their dreams were different, but their bond was unbreakable.
When Naveen moved to Greater Kailash, the heart of South Delhi's elite, many assumed it would create a divide. But wealth never altered the foundation of their friendship. If anything, it only made Naveen rely on Gautam more. He trusted him like a brother, sought his counsel like a mentor, and held his word above all else.
"Tu chahe toh poori duniya khareed le, par sach sunne ke liye tereko ab bhi yahin aana padega, samjha?" (You might own the whole world, but if you want the truth, you'll still have to come back here, understood?)
Naveen would laugh, but he knew Gautam was right.
Their families grew together, their children bound by the same legacy of friendship. Yet, amidst the warmth of these ties, a storm quietly brewed.
Ranveer Randhawa-Naveen's younger son, fiery and reckless, born with something to prove. Shayari Chatterjee-Gautam's only daughter, a vision of grace, a dreamer with music in her soul.
From the moment Shayari was old enough to chase after the older kids, Ranveer despised her.
Maybe it was the way his mother adored her, pressing sweets into her tiny hands as if she were her own. Maybe it was his father's comparisons, the constant praise for Shayari's discipline, her talent, her perfection. Or maybe it was something deeper-something Ranveer never dared to acknowledge.
Shayari, on the other hand, saw only him.
She admired the fire in his eyes, the way he commanded a room, the way he never hesitated. As a child, she followed him with unwavering admiration-bringing him sweets, cheering for him at school races, even trying to understand football just to impress him.
But Ranveer? He only saw her as a shadow he couldn't shake.
With every passing year, he pushed her further away-his words sharp, his indifference sharper. He mocked her dreams, dismissed her presence, ensured she knew she had no place in his world.
And Shayari?
She hid her pain behind a smile, locking away a love that was never meant to be returned.
But fate is never kind to those who run from it.
No matter how hard Ranveer tried to shut her out, their lives were entwined in ways neither could escape.
And one day, the girl he had spent a lifetime resenting would become the only thing he could never live without.
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