P.S.: This is the BOOK 2 of the story FAMILY: Where LIFE begins and LOVE never ends.! Following values and preachings of Ramayana to get to know all kind of love a life gives you surely change your perspective and there emerges a new emotion to always craving to be part of a family. So, let us all together enter into a journey of witnessing life and emotion in a family and cherish the love they have within them.! DISCLAIMER: All the characters are based on the real characters of Ramayana and events depicted are major happenings of the history, still the story, dialogues and songs added are fictitious and are not aiming to hurt anyone's sentiments. Any resemblance to a person living or dead is purely coincidental. P.S: This story is ongoing in India Forums. Following is the link- https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/post/153407918

Aadya was standing in the balcony looking at the setting sun Her eyes were filled with tears hands still trembling due to the overwhelming emotions. Shivaansh came and stood behind her. "I am sorry" he said not sparing her a glance. "Nahi, Aap kyun Sorry bol rahe hai ye to hona hi tha" she said wiping her tears "Meri zindagi me kabhi kuch humesha ke liye kaha hi thi bas iss baar maine ye umeed paal li thi ki this will remain forever, us will remain forever together" Her voice choked with emotions. She turned towards Shivaansh and said with trembling voice "Can I...Can I hug you for the last time?" Shivaansh froze in his place not replying to her question Aadya threw her trembling figure on him her shoulder shook from crying and in her broken voice she said "Please keh dijiye ki ye sab ek majaak hai mai aapse koi sawaal nahi puchungi koi kuch nahi bolega aapko bas ek baar aap keh dijiye, Shiv " Shivaansh still remained silent his face devoid of emotions while Aadya just made her grip tighter on him sobbing silently as if he might vanished for them in those moments the time to pull him away in her eyes you give you feedbacks to you guys have been doing the moment of your next time the time to go towards Aadya with teasing me to get up to go inside the moment she will loose her grip on him "Mujhe rok lijiye please, Mujhe rok lijiye"she again said looking at him Her teary mesmerizing brown eyes again met with his calm black ones her eyes mirroring her pain , begging him to just stop her for tears and said"I am sorry for hugging you without your permission, Shivaansh" while saying this she turned her face away from him (Started in 9 July 2026)

Disclaimer This work is a modern fictional reimagining inspired by the characters of the timeless essence of the Ramayana. It is created with deep respect for its cultural, spiritual, and historical significance. The intention of this story is purely artistic and imaginative, and not to distort, disrespect, or diminish any tradition, belief, scripture, deity, or historical interpretation associated with the original epic. This story is not written with the intention to hurt, offend, or target any individual, community, religion, or sentiment in any manner. The characters, events, settings, Bollywood style romance and songs and narrative elements in this book have been adapted for fictional storytelling in a contemporary context. Certain themes including dark romance, moral conflict, violence, villainous actions, manipulation, humor, and emotionally intense situations, are portrayed solely as part of the narrative and character development. Their inclusion does not imply endorsement, glorification, or support of such behavior in real life. Readers are encouraged to view this story as a work of fiction meant for entertainment and creative exploration. Any resemblance to real persons, interpretations, or events beyond the mythological inspiration is purely coincidental. Above all, this book is written with admiration for the spirit of the Ramayana and with sincere respect toward all cultures, histories, traditions, and beliefs connected to it. A small Saumya style ka note before we begin... Before you turn the page and begin this new journey, I want to pause for just a moment-not to say goodbye to the previous story, but to carry its warmth with us. Every book starts with blank pages, but it is the readers who fill them with life. You laugh with the characters, cry with them, celebrate their victories, and hold them close until they begin to feel like family. That is the greatest gift any writer can receive. (Kindly read further in chapter)

"Ek shaks par qurbaan kar di mene sari chahat, mohobbat kise kehte hai yeh mujhe nahi malum" She clenched her fists beneath the folds of her lehenga, trying desperately to hide the tremble in her fingers. "Iss duniya mein agar sabse jyada nafrat maine kisi se ki hai...toh woh aap hain, Rajkumar." He remained silent She took a step closer, her eyes never leaving his. "Aur agar iss duniya mein sabse jyada mohabbat bhi maine kisi se ki hai..." A bitter smile touched her lips. "Toh woh bhi aap hi hain..." For the first time, his composure faltered. He stepped closer, his voice low and dangerously calm. "Mohabbat ke baare mein, main nahi jaanta, Rajkumari." His eyes softened. "Lekin agar mohabbat ka matlab ishq hai... junoon hai... fitoor hai... ya phir kisi ki deewangi mein khud ko bhula dena hai..." He paused, his gaze falling upon her trembling lips. "Toh haan... mujhe woh sab aapse hai..." Her breath caught. For a moment, there was no hatred. Only two hearts that had chosen each other in a world that would never allow them to be together. Sometimes... The greatest love stories are not written with promises. They are written with sacrifices, betrayal... and blood. अब बावला हुआ मन, जग हो गया है रोशन... यह नई-नई सुहागन हो गई है तेरी जोगन... कोई प्रेम की पुजारन मंदिर सजाए... ❤️

# WHAT WE THOUGHT WAS A GOODBYE They didn't choose each other. They were **forced into a contract marriage**-a marriage designed to solve a problem neither of them had created. For a fixed period, they would have to live as husband and wife, follow the terms laid before them, and keep their real feelings out of it. At least, that was the plan. For Siya Malhotra, marrying Raghav Singhania means sacrificing the life she had planned. For Raghav, marrying Siya means making a choice that could cost him his family's trust, his position, and the future he had spent years protecting. Neither of them wants this marriage. Neither trusts the other. And neither intends to fall in love. At first, they are enemies-constantly clashing, challenging each other, and counting down the days until their contract finally ends. But somewhere along the way... **Enemies become frenemies. Frenemies become best friends. And best friends become lovers.** Yet their marriage was built on conditions, secrets, and sacrifices neither fully understands. Raghav has a past Siya knows nothing about. Siya carries feelings she is afraid to reveal. And the closer they get, the harder it becomes to remember that their marriage was never supposed to be real. Because what happens when the contract finally reaches its end? What happens when the marriage they were forced into becomes the one thing neither wants to lose? And when the truth finally comes out... **will love be strong enough to survive everything that forced them together?** *"Rishta zabardasti ka tha,* *par mohabbat kabhi zabardasti nahi hui.* *Woh toh chupke se aayi...* *aur dono ki duniya badal gayi."* **They were forced to become husband and wife.** **They chose to become friends.** **But will they choose to become forever?** Because sometimes... **what we thought was a goodbye was never the end.**