Anjali's Pov:-

The Beginning of an Unwritten Story

People often talk about the day their life changed.

A special date.

A special moment.

A special person.

But life is funny.

Sometimes the most important chapters begin on the most ordinary days.

At twenty , my world was simple.

Classes.

Assignments.

Books.

And endless cups of black coffee while convincing myself that everything was under control.

I was a History Honours student living away from home, trying to balance dreams, responsibilities, and the expectations that came with being the only child of my parents.

Most days felt the same.

Wake up.

Attend classes.

Return home.

Repeat.

Nothing extraordinary.

Nothing unforgettable.

At least, that's what I believed.

Because somewhere far away, in a completely different world, a man named Veer Dev was living a life that had nothing to do with mine.

Or so I thought.

If someone had told me then that our stories would one day become intertwined, I would have laughed.

Destiny was something I read about in novels.

Not something that happened to people like me.

Yet destiny has a strange habit.

It waits patiently.

And when the time is right...

It introduces Anjali's Pov:-

The Beginning of an Unwritten Story

People often talk about the day their life changed.

A special date.

A special moment.

A special person.

But life is funny.

Sometimes the most important chapters begin on the most ordinary days.

At twenty , my world was simple.

Classes.

Assignments.

Books.

And endless cups of black coffee while convincing myself that everything was under control.

I was a History Honours student living away from home, trying to balance dreams, responsibilities, and the expectations that came with being the only child of my parents.

Most days felt the same.

Wake up.

Attend classes.

Return home.

Repeat.

Nothing extraordinary.

Nothing unforgettable.

At least, that's what I believed.

Because somewhere far away, in a completely different world, a man named Veer Dev was living a life that had nothing to do with mine.

Or so I thought.

If someone had told me then that our stories would one day become intertwined, I would have laughed.

Destiny was something I read about in novels.

Not something that happened to people like me.

Yet destiny has a strange habit.

It waits patiently.

And when the time is right...

It introduces two people whose lives were never meant to remain strangers.two people whose lives were never meant to remain strangers.