This day, the 27th of November 2002, is the day when I was made part of this Pathan family who had migrated from Gilgit Baltistan to Lahore.
According to my family's tradition, or you could better say their mindset did not fauvour daughters. Every new born girl was either given in orphan centers or was buried alive, but this custom ended because besides my parents I had Hamza with me. Hamza was only seven, when I was handed over to him. This guy named me Zara Wali Khan. Wali Behroz Khan is my father. I have a really toxic relationship with my parents because of the past that I've spent with them. I have a brother too named Hashim Wali Khan.
Myself, being a girl who has been disowned by her family for being a daughter and lives with a guy in his friend's house being a Pathan, my family started to consider me a shame for them. Not that it really affects me or something but, I have this complex in front of my friends for not having parents. People do often show sympathy towards me but with that I feel more like an orphan.
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To The Girl I Loved The Most
RomanceThis is a story based on my life. I am a girl, Zara and he's a guy, Hamza, as precious as diamond. Both of us belonging from a Khan family, from being together at all times to falling in love with each other. The story of Hamza and Zara.
