#shahrukhkhanedit

[hollywoods]

KUCH KUCH HOTA HAI 1998, dir. Karan Johar

[trinashahrukhkhanme]

#KingKhan at the #MetGala2025 - part 2

[davealgonquins]

i mean it’s — at least it’s interesting though

[smudgedhenna]

SHAHRUKH KHAN and JUHI CHAWLA in PHIR BHI DIL HAI HINDUSTANI 2000 | dir. Aziz Mirza

[varunsdvns]

jo tere ishq mein behka pehle se hi kya usse behkana o zaalima o zaalima

[worldscollidinginone]

Chapter 5 - Crashing Into Someone

Book Masterlist

Previous Chapter

Today was just one of the nerve-racking mornings. My mind ran a mile and a half in a minute and the fact that I did not sleep for the past few nights made me so irritable that I might lose my mind. 

At night, the same dream keeps replaying. I see memories, good and bad running through my mind. I see people, like smears on a canvas, but there is always his face. Smiling, with his ever so loving eyes. All our talks during our dates… 

Anyway, I should not be focused on that. I need to be able to rest, since we need to go back to Ravi to show our solution. 

“Di?” 

“Yeah, what’s up?” 

“I don’t think you should come with me to see Ravi.” 

“Why not?” 

“Why? You haven’t slept in days. If you keep going like this, you’ll drive yourself insane.” 

“Who’s to say I’m not already there?” 

“Di… please, listen to me. You need to rest.” 

“Okay, I’ll go for a walk and maybe it will tire me enough so I can finally take a nap. Happy, Nikku?” 

“Di, don’t call me Nikku.” 

“Why Nikku, is there a problem?” 

“…Fine, I’ll stop. It was fun while it lasted.” 

I went to my room to get ready to take a walk, while Nikhil started preparing for dinner. 

As soon as I left the house, I went back to the fort. I sat on the wall, looking at the sky for hours, hoping that peace would come. I stayed long enough that I started getting shivers, since the air got colder, and on the way back, I was lost in my thoughts that I crashed into someone and before I could say something, they were gone. 

It was a man, but… it felt like I knew that person. As if it was meant to be. 

Just as I was about to leave, I saw a flower pendant on the floor, the kind of flower that was so beautiful and delicate, most impressive and well taken care of. It was made of glass and reflected so beautifully against the dusk light. 

“I am going to give this back, but how?” 

The man, who I thought had left came back. However, when he came back, he looked more like a young man. 

“Excuse me, can I have that back?” 

“Yeah, sure. It’s beautiful.” 

“Yeah, it’s my brother’s.” As soon as he finished talking, his phone rang and on the other side I could hear another man, telling him to come home. 

“That pendant... is that a wild rose?” 

“Yeah, how did you know that?” 

“I used to take care of a garden... They were planted by the owner.” 

“Okay, thank you again” 

“For what? Not stealing this?” 

He chuckled lightly, pocketing the pendant with a quiet reverence that seemed to speak volumes about its significance. As he turned to leave, his stride steady but unhurried, I found myself rooted to the spot, caught in an inexplicable pull of curiosity and familiarity. The twilight deepened, the air around us heavy with unwritten stories, and though I should have left, I stayed, watching him disappear into the distance, wondering if fate’s hand had just brushed against mine. There was something about his presence, fleeting yet profound, that lingered, leaving me with a quiet ache and a question I didn’t dare voice aloud: who was he truly? And why does it feel like I know him? 

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[xrcsesxtuliipsx]

Main Yahaan Hoon from the movie Veer Zaara (2004)

Featuring Preity Zinta & Shahrukh Khan

Main hi main ab tumhaare khayaalon mein hoon

Main jawaabon mein hoon

Main sawaalon mein hoon

Main tumhaare har ek khwaab mein hoon basa

Main tumhaari nazar ke ujaalon mein hoon

[shahrukhkhan]

Nothing but respect for my manic pixie dream boy. –– Kal Ho Naa Ho (2003)