Her Dream: His Desire
smallest intro ~
lets start with our little introduction:~
GAURANGI SHARMA /(FL)
hello my cute little devils .. I'm gaurangi sharma
currently I'm 18 years old
I'm in 12th standard with humanities
... rest of the introduction our lazy author will give you
lazy author
hey hey !!! whom are you calling a lazy author huh !! you little idiot 🙄
OMKAR AGNIHOTRI /( ML)
Hey watch your tone !! ❄ while talking to my sahiba ❄❄
lazy author
this possessive bitch 🙄😶!!!
lazy author
give your introduction SIR
OMKAR AGNIHOTRI /( ML)
I'm OMKAR AGNIHOTRI ❄ and currently I'm 24 years old ❄❄
is this ok !
lazy author
rest of the things I'll tell them later and don't use you cold voice on them 😶
SHIVANSH AGNIHOTRI/ In past
hellooo cutiesss .. I'm you one and only handsome hunk SHIVANSH AGNIHOTRI and I'm 23 years old ....
RADHIKA MEHRA / in past
hey everyone! my self Radhika mehra and I'm also 18 years old and in 12 standard and me and gaurangi are soul sisters 😉...
DEVIL
hey you lazy author!!! when will you give them my intro huh !❄❄
lazy author
sorry Sorry!!! I'll let them know when the time comes 😌
so this is the smallest introduction you can have . you will have a breif introduction later ... thankyou very much 😊
The first goodbye ~
The temple was burning.
Flames licked the sky, turning ancient stone to ash and gold. The once-sacred halls echoed with the clash of steel, the screams of soldiers, and the crumbling of centuries-old carvings.
The world was ending — or so it felt to Omkar, as he carried Gaurangi through the smoke, her body limp against his chest.
Her blood painted his hands. It soaked through the white silk of her robes, bloomed across his heart like a slow death. Her breathing was shallow, uneven — a flickering candle against the storm.
OMKAR AGNIHOTRI /( ML)
"Hold on," he whispered. "Just a little longer. I’ll get you out of here. I swear it."
OMKAR AGNIHOTRI /( ML)
“Stay with me,” he whispered, brushing her hair from her face with shaking hands.
“Please… please, don’t go. Not yet.”
She smiled. Even in pain, she was light. Always light.
But she shook her head faintly, her eyes fluttering open. They still shone — soft brown, filled with warmth. Her lips curved in the faintest smile, as if death itself could not make her afraid.
GAURANGI SHARMA /(FL)
“You always try to save me,” she said, voice barely above a breath.
GAURANGI SHARMA /(FL)
“You’ll find me again,” she said softly. “You always do.”
He laid her gently beneath the Bodhi tree behind the temple, where the world was quieter. Where the fires hadn't reached yet. He knelt beside her, holding her hand with both of his.
The night smelled of smoke, rain, and sandalwood — the same scent she always wore.
OMKAR AGNIHOTRI /( ML)
Omkar shook his head. “Not like this. I was supposed to protect you—”
GAURANGI SHARMA /(FL)
“You did,” she interrupted, her voice like silk unraveling. “You loved me. That was always enough.”
She reached up, fingers brushing his jaw — memorizing the shape of his face one last time. Her touch was trembling, but certain.
GAURANGI SHARMA /(FL)
“Do you remember the first time we met here?” she asked.
OMKAR AGNIHOTRI /( ML)
Omkar nodded. “You threw a flower at my head and called me arrogant.”
GAURANGI SHARMA /(FL)
She laughed — soft and short, but real. “You were.”
OMKAR AGNIHOTRI /( ML)
He smiled through the tears. “Still am.”
GAURANGI SHARMA /(FL)
A single tear slipped from her eye. “I wish we had more time.”
OMKAR AGNIHOTRI /( ML)
“Don’t say that. We’ll have centuries. We’ll build a life far away from war and blood. I’ll take you anywhere. I’ll—”
GAURANGI SHARMA /(FL)
“Omkar,” she interrupted softly, “we both know this is not our time.”
OMKAR AGNIHOTRI /( ML)
He gripped her hand tighter. “Then I’ll find another time. Another life.”
GAURANGI SHARMA /(FL)
“I’ll come back,” she whispered.
“But I may not remember you.”
“You’ll have to remind me.”
He froze. The wind stilled. Even the fire seemed to hesitate.
OMKAR AGNIHOTRI /( ML)
His throat closed. “How?”
GAURANGI SHARMA /(FL)
“You’ll have to find me,” she continued. “You’ll have to make me fall in love with you all over again.”
GAURANGI SHARMA /(FL)
“I’ll see you in my dreams,” she said.
“Even if I forget your name… even if your face fades… I’ll know you by how I feel when I’m near you.”
“I’ll know you by my heart.”
OMKAR AGNIHOTRI /( ML)
His voice cracked. “How will I know it’s you?”
GAURANGI SHARMA /(FL)
“You already do.”
GAURANGI SHARMA /(FL)
“I’ll know you by how you make me feel,” she said. “Even if I forget your face… even if the world changes… I’ll know you by my heart.”
Then her hand fell.
Her eyes closed.
And the world fell silent.
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Omkar didn’t cry. Not at first.
He held her against his chest, listening for a heartbeat that would never return, feeling her warmth fade with every second. The stars above blurred through his tears. He kissed her forehead — gently, reverently — and whispered a promise:
OMKAR AGNIHOTRI /( ML)
“I’ll find you. In every life. In every world. I’ll find you.”
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From the edge of the burning ruins, a shadow watched.
A man in dark robes, untouched by flame, stepped forward slowly. His eyes were wide — not with sorrow, but fury. Grief. Madness
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“She chose you,” he said softly, the words curling with bitterness.
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Later that night, when the moon finally showed her face, a voice echoed in the silence.
It was not Gaurangi’s.
It was not Omkar’s.
He bent over the sacred fire pit — blood from his own cut palm dripping into the flame — and whispered a curse old as time:
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“If I cannot have her…
Then let you suffer as I have.
Let her be born again and again…
Forgetting you each time.
Let you love her forever…
While she never remembers your face.”
The fire roared to life, turning violet.
And the curse bound itself to the stars.
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Centuries would pass.
The world would change.
But one thing would remain:
She would dream of a man…
Feel his love, his voice, his soul…
But never his face.
And he would wait — again, and again, and again —
for the day she remembered.
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GAURANGI SHARMA /(FL)
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OMKAR AGNIHOTRI /( ML)
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The man without the face !~
The world was still dark when Gaurangi woke.
The clock on her nightstand blinked 4:03 AM in faint red light. The silence was heavy — the kind that pressed into her chest. Her heart raced like she was being chased in a dream she couldn’t remember clearly. Gaurangi sat up in bed, drenched in sweat, heart hammering like it was trying to escape her chest.
No — not chased.
Held.
Loved.
The same dream again.
She sat up, legs tangled in the bedsheet, hair damp against her neck. She reached for the worn leather notebook on her nightstand and flipped to a fresh page.
It wasn’t the first time.
Since she was sixteen, the dreams had haunted her — always the same man, always the same feeling of deep, aching love… and always, his face missing. Blurred. Hidden. Like her mind refused to let her see him.
She grabbed her dream journal from her nightstand — a worn leather notebook filled with half-finished sketches, symbols, and fragmented lines.
GAURANGI SHARMA /(FL)
I felt him again. The way he held me… it’s like he knew everything I was afraid to say.
His voice is always calm. Familiar.
But his face… it slips away the moment I open my eyes.
Why can’t I ever see him?
She paused, staring at the page, then whispered the words that came uninvited — as if someone else was thinking them through her.
“I’ll find you in every life.”
She shivered.
A knock at her door pulled her back. “Gauri? Are you awake?”
She opened the door and found Radhika, eyes heavy with sleep, holding two steaming mugs.
RADHIKA MEHRA / in past
“You looked shaken in your sleep,” Radhika said, stepping inside. “Was it… him again?”
GAURANGI SHARMA /(FL)
Gaurangi nodded, taking the cup. “Yeah. Same temple. Same goodbye. And still... I can’t see his face.”
She sank onto the bed.
Radhika sat beside her, quietly sipping her coffee before speaking.
RADHIKA MEHRA / in past
“What did he say this time?”
GAURANGI SHARMA /(FL)
Gaurangi looked down at the cup in her hands. “He didn’t. He just… held me. Like he was about to lose me all over again.”
RADHIKA MEHRA / in past
Radhika placed her hand over hers gently. “Maybe you’re not just dreaming, Gauri.”
GAURANGI SHARMA /(FL)
Gaurangi looked up, startled. “What do you mean?”
RADHIKA MEHRA / in past
Radhika hesitated. “Maybe it’s… a memory. From before.”
GAURANGI SHARMA /(FL)
“Before what? This life?” Gaurangi chuckled softly, trying to laugh it off. “Come on, Radhi, don’t tell me you believe in all that past life stuff.”
RADHIKA MEHRA / in past
Radhika smiled faintly but didn’t reply. She looked out the window instead, as if searching the night for a truth she wasn’t ready to share.
RADHIKA MEHRA / in past
“You don’t have to believe,” she said finally, “for it to be real.”
Then they start their morning routine and get ready for the school
school Campus
The breeze rustled the leaves as Gaurangi walked to class, headphones in, still half-lost in thought. Students buzzed around her, but she felt strangely distant from the world.
Behind a tall tree, wrapped in the quiet hush of morning, omkar watched.
just for information.....
They both live in far away from their parents to study ... and their parents are close frnd so they allowed them and lend a apartment for both
OMKAR AGNIHOTRI /( ML)
You’re here. After all these years…
He took a step forward instinctively — then stopped himself.
Not yet.
Shivansh’s voice echoed in his memory.
OMKAR AGNIHOTRI /( ML)
“You swore, Omkar. You said you wouldn’t break the balance again.”
“But what if she never remembers me?”
“Then you wait. Even if it takes another lifetime.”
OMKAR AGNIHOTRI /( ML)
Omkar clenched his jaw.
> I can wait… But gods, it hurts.
Just then, Gaurangi paused. Her hand touched her chest as if something pulled at her heart.
GAURANGI SHARMA /(FL)
Why do I feel like someone’s watching me?” she murmured to herself.
She turned around.
Empty walkway.
A flash of shadow vanished behind a corner.
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That Evening — Balcony Scene
Gaurangi leaned over the railing, staring at the stars. Her phone buzzed on the table behind her, but she ignored it.
GAURANGI SHARMA /(FL)
“I feel like I’m missing something,” she whispered. “Or someone.”
RADHIKA MEHRA / in past
Radhika stepped out beside her, sipping tea. “Still thinking about him?”
GAURANGI SHARMA /(FL)
Gaurangi nodded slowly. “I know it sounds stupid… but it feels like I’m in love with a ghost.”
RADHIKA MEHRA / in past
Radhika didn’t respond at first.
Then she said softly, “What if he’s not a ghost… just lost?”
GAURANGI SHARMA /(FL)
“Lost?”
RADHIKA MEHRA / in past
“Yeah. Maybe he’s waiting for you to find him again.”
Across the street, from the rooftop of an old building, Omkar stood beneath the stars, eyes fixed on her silhouette.
He pressed a small pendant to his lips — one half of a broken symbol.
OMKAR AGNIHOTRI /( ML)
“I found you again, Gaurangi,” he whispered. “This time, I’ll protect you. Even if you never remember me.”
The wind stirred, carrying his silent vow into the night.
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