RUBY & MOON ~ THE GEM OF LOVE
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“Ruby & Moon ~ the gem of love” is a story carved with soft emotions, quiet rebellions, and timeless love. Set in 1899 Calcutta, this tale follows two young souls—Kavita and Darsh—who dream, stumble, grow, and bloom amidst a world weighed down by rigid norms and whispered expectations. This isn’t just a love story—it’s a journey of finding courage in vulnerability, poetry in silence, and freedom in connection. It celebrates every girl who dares to dream, and every boy who chooses kindness over pride. To all lovers of soft romance, slow burn, and heartfelt storytelling—this is for you. DEDICATION IN A WORLD OBSESSED WITH DARK ROMANCE, I HOPE TO BRING THE WARMTH OF BLUSH THROUGH MY SOFT ROMANCE. ~ LAIMRITA_ JOIN ME, GENTLEMEN, AS WE DISCOVER THE ART OF BEING A GREEN MAN. LET'S LEARN TO NURTURE AND CHERISH THE WOMEN IN OUR LIVES. ~ DARSH AGARWAL… IF THE REALITY IS YOU, THEN WHAT'S THE NEED OF IMAGINATION. ~ KAVITA GOSWAMI… DESCRIPTION HSH Universe : HUMAYRAA SHERIN HISTORICAL UNIVERSE Author : Laimrita_ Title : RUBY & MOON~ THE GEM OF LOVE Time period : 1899 Location : Calcutta (present day, Kolkata), Bengal, India Type : Fictional alternative historical & modern romance novel Genre : Historical fiction ❅•°•❈•°•❅ .✾.TROOPS .✾. ✎ Strangers to friends to lovers ✎ Forbidden love ✎ Slow burn romance ✎ Rom com ✎ Historical romance ✎ Soft romance ✎ She fell first , both fell harder ✎ HEA ❅•°•❈•°•❅ .✾.CULTURAL CONTEXT.✾. ✎ Orthodox society and family dynamics ✎ Rigid societal norms ✎ Women struggles ✎ Superstitions ✎ Taboo ✎ Opening world ✎ Different aspects ✎ Cultural differences ✎ Unity among different religions ✎ Developing society ❅•°•❈•°•❅ The cover page is mine. So please don't try to copy it. IMPORTANT NOTE ☆ This story is based on the 19th century timeline, but will have little modern touch like lifestyle, character mindset and way of talking for the flow of the story. ☆ This story is fully soft romance and will not contain any explicit or mature content, so if you are not into these types of genre then please look for some other story. ☆ I'm already mentioning that I'm not comfortable writing explicit content so please don't drag me in the comment box asking why I didn't write those scenes. ☆ I respect everyone and every religion so please don't hate the characters over their religion and I request you all not to spread hate on the comment box about religion, I will not tolerate it and those comments will be deleted. ☆ I know that you may all have read so many novels that states "this is the first book I'm writing and english is not my first language"!!... which is fully true in my case too.. but I will only say that “this is indeed my first book that I'm writing" ... English is too not my first language but I will not add this one. So please correct any grammatical mistakes, if any. ☆ Most important thing I want to say that this story that I'm writing is inspired by ( "THAT INDIAN WOMAN" by BHAVINI SHARMA , available in wattpad and author's username is ‘Novelsandcandies’ so if you have found my book then I will highly recommend/ suggest you all to read " THAT INDIAN WOMAN" first... and all the credit and love goes to BHAVINI SHARMA , because her story inspired me. So, with this you may find some scenes matching with hers. I'm already mentioning her so don't say that I'm copying. I am inspired by her work and not copying at all. ☆ This story does not and will never support marital rape, romanticising rape and forced proximity, stalking, prostitution, forced abortion, cheating , ragging and murder. ☆ I am totally against the marital rape, romanticising rape, romanticising forced proximity, forced marriages , prostitution, stalking, slaves, human trafficking, child marriages, forced abortion, fetus genocide for gender, murder, betrayal, cheating, domestic violence, toxicity, dowries and bullying . ☆ This story focuses upon characters development, developing mindset of the society, rights of women, breaking generational trauma, gaining knowledge in different educational fields, following the dreams, soft romance, college and university life, pure friendships, pure love, healthy family, education, financially independence, carving skills and lots of love. ☆ As this story is set on 19th century, most of the elder people of the story will be toxic, against women equality, supporters of child marriage, teen pregnancy, superstitious and all. ☆ As this story is based on 19th century and at that time the average marriageable age for girls were around 5-10 and some cases were below 5 and some were above 10 too and I'm not with child marriages so I will change the format of the marriageable age in my story to 18 and above years , so please understand. ☆ My story will be the combination of 19th century's values, culture, surrounding areas, modesty, lifestyles and 21st century's mindset, culture, thoughts, lifestyles, studies. ☆ As we know that the separation of BENGAL happened in 1905 , which is after 5 years of the story's current timeline, I will not add anything like the separation at all in my story as I want my story to be full of love and not hate. So you all can say it's an ALTERNATIVE HISTORICAL NOVEL. ☆ The story is based on British rule time and at that time Indians hated them, so in my story there will be disagreements between British and Indians but there will be no hate and the story will focus on the friendly nature between them rather than disputes and hate. ☆ This story will show the unity of people from every religion, caste, sects, race, color, community, culture without any hate and discrimination. ☆ And please don't pull me in the comment box, asking why my most female leads are Innocent and don't know about Sexual Intercourse. As this is 1899, not 2024, where they had phones and internet to know about these things with the tap of their fingers. They relied on their married friends for information and that too were mostly half right- half wrong. So don't expect them to be fully knowledgeable in this field. Even male lead's will not have much information but as men are little open minded in talking about these, they know things. Don't say that — why is she still innocent being an 18 or 19 year old girl, they should know… then tell me where did you get this information from? Was it your parents or relatives who told you about it? No right! It was the internet and biology! With no internet and biology, you could still be as innocent as a 5 year old toddler. Your parents might still think that you don't have a single knowledge about it. Same with them, they don't have much knowledge about intercourse. SIMPLE. CHARACTER INFORMATION ✾♡ KAVITA GOSWAMI ~ secret poet♡✾ A sweet and naive 18-year-old secret poet with dreams of becoming a writer. Known for her golden honey complexion, dahlia dimples, and raven-colored wavy hair, Kavita studies at Bethune College. Despite her bubbly and traditional personality, she struggles with family neglect, forced marriage pressure, and the loss of her beloved grandmother. Her heart lies in poetry, but societal norms stand in her way. DOB : 19th September 1881. HEIGHT : 158 cm. Education : Bethune College. Address : Cornwallis Street, Calcutta. Dreams : To become a poet and writer. Hobbies : Writing poems, singing, dancing. Style : Modest, formal. •°•°•❈ PERSONALITY ❈•°•°• ❁ Kind, sweet, naive, bubbly, innocent, traditional. ❁ Generous, respectful. •°•°•❈ CHALLENGES ❈•°•°• ❁ Family neglect, forced marriage pressure, toxic parents. ❁ Misses her late grandmother, her biggest supporter. •°•°•❈ FAMILY INTRODUCTION ❈•°•°• Father - Vipul Goswami 50 Mother - Sobha Goswami 42 Elder brother - Nakul Goswami 21 Elder sister - Payal Sinha (married) 24 Aayush Sinha ( Payal's husband ) 26 Aarya Sinha (Daughter of Payal and Aayush) 3 Karan Goswami (Vipul's younger brother) 43 Anjali Goswami (Karan’s wife) 38 Prachi Goswami (Daughter of Karan and Anjali) 14 Pranay Goswami ( Twin of Prachi ) 14 Pranali Goswami ( Grandmother, died at 63, 56 when Anirudh died ) Anirudh Goswami ( Grandfather, died at 60 ) Radhika Rai ( Vipul's younger sister ) 46 Vijay Rai ( Radhika's husband ) 47 Vikram Rai ( Son of Vijay and Radhika ) 23 Irya Rai ( Daughter of Vijay and Radhika ) 16 •°•°•❈ FRIENDS INTRO ❈•°•°• Mehreen Amin (childhood best friend) 18 Amrita Roy (college friend ) 18 Aara Sulaiman (college friend ) 17 Pakhi Mukherjee ( college friend ) 18 ჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻.✾.჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻ ✾♡ DARSH AGARWAL ~ Athlete ♡✾ A 19-year-old athlete with a sharp mind and a mischievous streak. Standing tall with russet-brown eyes and a toned frame, Darsh studies at Calcutta University. Behind his confident exterior lies a young man burdened by his father’s toxic behavior. His dream? To build a safe home for his mother and sister while pursuing love. Reading novels and sports are his solace, but meeting "Ruby" changed everything. DOB : 3rd May 1880. HEIGHT : 185 cm. Education : Calcutta University. Address : Beadon Street, Calcutta. Dreams : To provide a safe home for his mother and sister and to find true love. Hobbies : Sports, reading novels. Style : Romantic, casual. •°•°•❈ PERSONALITY ❈•°•°• ❁ Kind, intelligent, understanding, mischievous, traditional. ❁ Mature, enthusiastic. •°•°•❈ CHALLENGES ❈•°•°• ❁ Father's neglect and depression, family pressure. ❁ Protecting his mother and sister from toxic influences. •°•°•❈ FAMILY INTRODUCTION ❈•°•°• Father - Anuj Agarwal 52 Mother - Kanika Agarwal 37 Younger sister - Riya Agarwal 13 Grandfather - Dinesh Agarwal 78 Grandmother - Kamini Agarwal 68 •°•°•❈ FRIENDS INTRO ❈•°•°• Md. Rashid Ali (childhood best friend )19 Aditya Chatterjee ( childhood best friend ) 20 Matthew Hemmings (college friend ) 19 Marshall Willott ( college friend ) 19 ❈ ჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻❈ PROLONGED My nerves tremble with fear..... The fear of losing her ——--MY RUBY!!!!!! How can I be so blind, not understanding my heart until now. I am completely overwhelmed with both love and------- FEAR.... fear of losing her. I can't lose her. I won't lose her. I can't live a life filled with regret; I know I will, if I don't tell her how I feel. " Jab tak hum apne sapno ko nahi jeet lete, tab tak hume koi haq nahi hai, tumhe apne dil ka raaz batane ka. First, I will achieve my dream, then I will confess my feelings. " I vow, steeling myself with determination. [ NOT UNTIL I CONQUER MY DREAMS, I HAVE NO RIGHT TO SHARE MY FEELINGS OF HEART TO YOU ] Even though I say it with determination, deep down I know it will be incredibly difficult to achieve my dreams and to confront both her and the society......especially when time is running out, and it's LOVE because it's 1899........ ____________________________________ "Why do you call me Ruby?" She questions, her eyes curious. A small smile comes to my lips hearing her question, I gently stroke her palm and answer "Because of your ruby bracelet… Since I didn’t knew your name before, I named you RUBY." She blushes, mumbling "But I'm not the only one who has a ruby bracelet. So will you call everyone your ruby?" A few chuckles escalate from my lips, while raising my hands defensively. "I wouldn't dare!" Then I ask, "Why do you call me Moon?". She glances at me and softly confesses " Because you’re the light that guides me in my darkness." My heart swells with love at her affectionate words. She continues, glancing down at her bracelet "But there are countless admirers of the moon…. So why would he look only at me, out of thousands of rubies ?" I nuzzle my forehead in her lap, meeting her gaze and whisper with admiration " Maybe there are. But.... how shall I tell them that you are the only Ruby the Moon admires " “ THE MOON MAY HIDE BEHIND CLOUDS , BUT IT WILL NEVER FORGET HIS RUBY'S GLOW ” I whisper, kissing her forehead.

Summary

Late 19th century, Calcutta. A city alive with change, whispers of rebellion, and the weight of traditions. Kavita Goswami, a spirited aspiring poet hiding her dreams beneath the confines of societal expectations, yearns for a voice in a world that silences women like her. Her life is a delicate balance of familial duty and personal longing, colored by the secret verses she pens and the ruby bracelet her grandmother gifted—a symbol of the light she clings to in the darkness. Darsh Agarwal, a young man burdened by his father’s tyranny, dreams of a better life for his mother and sister. With the determination of an athlete and a heart softened by nature's beauty, he’s unprepared for the storm Kavita brings into his life. When their paths collide in the bustling markets of Calcutta, an unexpected bond begins to form. Through stolen glances, shared poetry, and the quiet rebellion of their hearts, they navigate a world that stands against them. From forbidden library visits to the glow of moonlight confessions, their connection blossoms in the shadow of rigid societal norms and family pressures. But can love survive in a world where it’s forbidden? Will their dreams be strong enough to break the chains of tradition? This is a tender tale of hope, resilience, and the courage to follow your heart, set against the vibrant and tumultuous backdrop of 1899 Calcutta.

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CHAPTER 1. NEW JOURNEY

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~ A new chapter unfolds, like gange's stream,

   As I leave Allahabad's familiar dream.

  Calcutta's unknown streets , a canvas wide,

I wish for laughter, love and adventure inside.

May this journey shapes me, like the river shapes the shore,

And may my heart remain open, forever more.~

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18th September 1890

Allahabad, U.P.           

DARSH POV ~

"Bhaiya!! I want to sit on the window seat "Riya whines as I sit by the train's window seat.

I smile, looking at my adorable little sister, Riya.... she is 4 years old… a very talkative one with thousands of questions.

I slide over a bit, giving her some space to sit on the window seat.

“Don't take your hands out of the window ! Okay Shona” maa warns her so she doesn't get hurt. Riya nods attentively replying “okay maa!.....But why??” She asks, showing us her big eyes, piercing our souls with her answer seeking gaze.

I sigh knowing it “ Her questions start again” thinking to myself.

“Shona, kyon ki agar tum apna haath bahar nikalogi to ek bandar aake tumhara haath le jayega…!!!”

Maa explains to her with her hand gestures and with her big eyes to show how serious the matter is.

[ SWEETHEART, IF YOU PUT YOUR HAND OUT, A MONKEY WILL COME AND TAKE YOUR AWAY…!!! ]

“Monkey!!!!” Riya exclaims in shock and fear, quickly clinging to me while nodding her head in understandment.

Maa always tries this “MONKEY TRICK” to discipline Riya, or else, use it when her questionnaires won't Stop.

So close to laugh out at my goofball’s scared face, I catch Maa’s famous big eyes looking at me, boring my soul. Gulping down my saliva, I stifle down my laugh.

I turn and gaze out of the window, looking up at the sky.

"Will I be able to adjust in the new town?" I wonder, as my family is migrating to another state due to my father's business...... from Allahabad to Calcutta.

My thoughts break as someone appears beside our cabin. The T.C uncle approaches us for the tickets and identity verification, and my father shows the tickets to him.

"What are the ages of your children?" The T.C uncle inquired and my father answered "my son is 10 years old and my daughter is 4 years old."

Right now, we are sitting on a train at Allahabad junction, which will go to Calcutta circular railway station located in Dumdum, Calcutta.

Baba and my grandparents are sitting in the front seat and Maa, Riya and I are sitting together, opposite to them.

I heard the train chugging and see Riya bouncing in her seat and clapping her hands cutely, in excitement.

As the train starts moving, I too, smile along with Maa, listening to my sister's giggle, who's clearly engrossed in enjoying the beautiful serene scenery outside.

It's her first time sitting on a train so she's the most excited one.

“Bhaiya!! How is the train moving?” Riya questions me, curiously.

“umm… it's uh..” I pause, scratching my head, unsure how to make her understand.

“Itna bhi nahi pta! Kya padhte ho vidhyalaya me ?!!”

Baba mocks me.

[ YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW THAT MUCH! WHAT DO YOU STUDY IN SCHOOL?!! ]

“The train is moving with the help of the locomotive engine that pulls the other carriers with them” Baba explains it to Riya, and she just blinks at him, trying to absorb the unknown words.

“Bhaiya, what did papa say?” Riya turns to me, whispering to my ear, making me chuckle softly.

“The train is moving with the help of big wheels and a machine named engine… just like you pull your toy carts with the help of string… same, the engine is you and the boxes of the train in which we are sitting are your toy carts… which are  moving” I explain to her very calmly and slowly to let her mind absorb my words.

“Ooohhhhh!.... So I'm inijini !!?” Riya says with a broad smile.

“Yes! And It's an engine!... Not inijini” I chuckle softly correcting her wrong pronunciation.

“En–engine…Engine!” She happily cheers pronouncing the name correct.

I smile softly, ruffle her hair and praise her “ That's correct!! You’re a fast learner, Shona!” Making her giggle.

“Then where is the string?” Riya questions me again, way too curious to know about the trains.

“She and her questionnaires….!!!!!” I  cry mentally, but smile at her. I glance at Maa to see her covering her mouth to stop her chortles.

“It's… it's between the engine and the carriages… but it's made of iron” I explain to her in a calm tone and she listens to me attentively.

“Bhaiya, you explain better than papa!!” Riya cheers in mirth. Maa bites her lips to control her giggle but a Snicker escapes her lips.

I look at Riya, stunned, and bite my lips too, to stifle my laugh after hearing Maa’s snickers.

"How long will it take us to reach Calcutta?" My grandfather questions and my father replies "it will take us around 5 days baba."

Listening to their conversations, I turn to my goofball when she calls me, giggling "bhaiya! Bhaiya! Look!! There are buffaloes swimming in the lake. It's beautiful !!"

I smile seeing her so joyful and say "yes shona, that's beautiful". Mentally sighing " 5 days huh!. 5 days of silent journey and then I'll be in a new town…"

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LATER THAT NIGHT—

Maa put some kadhai paneer in a small bowl and chapatis on an old newspaper, to feed us.

“Shimla mirch nahi!!!”

Riya scrunches her nose, turning her face away, seeing the capcicum.

[ NO CAPCICUM !!! ]

“Are!! Dekho apne bhaiya ko, kaise ache bacche ke tarah kha raha hai!... Tum bhi kao, warna takat kaise aayegi or phir lambi bhi ho pougi…sab hasenge”

Maa warns her softly, as always.

[ ARE!! LOOK AT YOUR BROTHER, HOW HE IS EATING LIKE A GOOD BOY!... YOU SHOULD EAT TOO, OTHERWISE HOW WILL YOU GAIN STRENGTH AND THEN GROW TALL... EVERYONE WILL LAUGH ]

“Maa you don't have to feed me! I'm grown up now… I can eat myself ” I cheer with pride, taking my portion of chapatis from her hand.

“I know you can beta, but I love to feed you both” she warmly says, caressing my cheeks and taking back the chapatis from me.

“Give me a chapati !!” Baba asks Maa, and she hands him another chapati from the paper.

“How much does he eat!!? Already eaten 7 and now 8 ! Is he human or a Kumbhkaran ?!” I wonder to myself.

Maa puts her hand with a morsel of chapati and kadhai paneer in front of my mouth and I open it to let her feed me.

While feeding Riya and me, she feeds herself too in between.

“Kanika, give me one more” Baba again asks her for chapati.

I see her sighing softly, handing him her untouched chapati.

I tear a bite from my portion and raise my hand in front of her mouth, making her smile instantly and she opens her mouth to let me feed her this time. I beam, seeing her smile and eating with my hands.

Seeing both of us feeding each other, I see Riya too trying to raise her little arms to feed us.

I lean down to her comfort level and eat with her tiny hands, Maa too lean down and eat with her little hands. Meanwhile she giggles softly, maybe feeling ticklish on her fingertips.

With dinner finished and laughter still lingering, night begins to settle around us.

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"What a beautiful moon!" I whisper as I gaze at the moon high in the sky, glowing over the entire landscape and the beautiful glittering stars adding up the beauty.

It's midnight. Everyone else has drifted off to sleep after dinner, but I am wide awake, not feeling sleepy at all. It might be because of the upcoming excitement and anticipation.

For now, I'm loving the soft night sky with the shining moon and stars, glittering silvery glow over the stunning landscape.

"Looking at the moon is so calming and tonight…. It's a full moon" I murmur softly, not wanting to wake anyone, especially my father.

The gentle cool breeze that touches my face feels so soothing.

The night envelops the train as it halts, leaving us in the heart of a shimmering grass field under the moonlight. The grasses are shining in the moonlight and are swaying gently as if whispering secrets to the night breeze.

I lean over the window, seeing the fireflies dotting all over the grasses and illuminating their yellow-golden light, as the grasses are swaying with the smooth breeze.

I can’t help but feel the world around me come alive, dancing in the soft glow of the full moon.

The grass shimmers under the moonlight, and a faint, earthy scent rises from the dew-kissed soil. I hum softly, letting the refreshing scent of nature fill my senses.

Small ponds, which are made in the intervals for irrigation, are glistening with the moonlight, the pond's surface reflecting the moon's beauty in them.

I giggle softly, glancing at the ponds, as I'm able to see fishes porpoising across the surface.

“Will these stars and the Moon be the same in Calcutta as they were in Allahabad... and now, here” I wonder, looking up at the sky, covered with uncountable stars and a glowing Moon.

“Calcutta! I have read and heard a lot about it, and it's said to be an amazing town…. but how will I adapt there!?. I don't even know their language, even though maa reassured me that they talk in hindi too... but I doubt it” I ponder, remembering Maa’s words.

“Will I be able to make good friends there? Well, it's not like I had good friends back at Allahabad, but I really want at least one best friend in my life. What kind of town will it be? Will it be colorful and Vibrant? Or perhaps Clean, Dirty or Dull?” My mind starts to swirl with numerous questions and thoughts. Thinking of so many new faces and places is making my heart race.

Despite the nervousness, I am still excited to explore that new town with different languages, beliefs, scenery, festivals, traditions and cultures.

“I miss my old town, but I'm excited to see the new town. I will try their famous dishes first, especially ‘rasgulla’ which is the pride of Bengal's cuisine” I exclaim softly in happiness, my mouth already watering with the thoughts to savor the delights.

Totally lost in my own random thoughts, I sit up folding my legs and hum in a little louder tone than I intended, forgetting for a moment that my father is just sleeping across from me on the seat in front of me.

When I sense him stirring, my heart jumps in fear. I quickly lay down straight, pretending to be asleep.

I’m tempted to peek up to see if he went back to sleep or not but I stay still, not wanting to risk getting caught by him.

Soon my pretend sleep starts becoming real sleep. I feel my eyelids getting heavy as drowsiness starts overtaking my conscious mind.

Yawning, I murmur "I think I should sleep now….. I don't know what awaits me in Calcutta, but I hope for an amazing journey" and drift to sleep after a few minutes.

~ A new chapter starts today , I wish it to be the best chapters of my life.

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