Posts from the relationships category.
There was a moment while reading Where the Highway Ends when I found myself staring at the ceiling instead of the page. Not because the book had become difficult, but because it had quietly opened a door to a memory I had not visited in years. I remembered sitting beside my father on a humid Maharashtra afternoon, listening to him explain something with complete certainty while I pretended not to ...
The evening settled comfortably around the team.Dinner had arrived. Conversations flowed effortlessly from one corner of the table to another, bouncing between laughter, teasing and old memories.For the first time in weeks, nobody was discussing deadlines.Or presentations.Or client calls.They were simply people.And Kaia found herself enjoying it more than she expected.Adrian had arrived a few minu...
She said she forgave me. Then she locked the door.She was excited the whole day and the whole week. Next day was the Saturday I promised I would take her out on. I wondered how to talk to her regarding the unexpected change of deadlines at the office today. As night fell, I mustered up the courage and explained it all with a heartfelt sorry. She was kind enough to accept the changes and smiled at ...
Every family has a room no one enters.The dinner is set on the table. He, his wife, his son, his mother, all serving themselves chapati and curry on their plates. They talked about bills, neighbours, relatives, college fees, gas cylinder prices etc, but not about her. His daughter who ran away. They never did.
Somewhere around two in the morning, while reading Sonarelle: Stories That Echo, I found myself standing in the kitchen holding a steel tumbler of water I had forgotten to drink. The refrigerator hummed softly. A stray dog barked somewhere outside the building. And for nearly a full minute, I simply stood there thinking about a fictional child staring through a cracked window, desperate to feel se...
There are romance novels that feel manufactured entirely out of fantasy, and then there are books like Claim that understand something darker about attraction — how sometimes two wounded people don’t fall in love gently. They collide like storms over a city already carrying too much damage beneath its skyline.That was the feeling I carried through most of this book.Not softness. Collision.I had wa...
There are romance novels that entertain you for a few hours, and then there are the rare ones that quietly crawl under your skin and stay there like a bruise you keep pressing just to feel something again. That was my experience with Love The Way You Lie by Aarti V Raman. Somewhere between the sharp emotional tension, the exhaustion both characters carry like hidden wounds, and that devastating cl...
There’s a particular kind of loneliness that hides behind people who are always trying to protect everyone else. The strong ones. The dependable ones. The men who walk into a room carrying silence like armour and call it control. That emotional undercurrent stayed with me long after I finished Tell Me Your Secrets by Aarti V Raman — a Christmas romance that understands how attraction is often born...
There is a particular kind of loneliness that hides behind competence. The kind carried by people who know how to fix systems, solve crises, protect others — but have absolutely no idea what to do with tenderness when it finally arrives. That was the feeling that stayed with me while reading The Pieces of Me: A Grumpy Sunshine Millionaire Romance by Aarti V Raman.This is technically a grumpy-sunsh...
Some love stories feel less like fireworks and more like an old wound reacting to rain.That was the feeling I carried while reading You Won’t Be Mine by Aarti V Raman — a second-chance romance that understands something many modern love stories forget: heartbreak is rarely loud when it matures. Sometimes it becomes routine. A silence. A room you continue living inside long after the other person h...
