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Ayaan or ali medicine le k ayee to kamre mein sirf fahad ko dekh k bohot heyraan hue ...
" babhi kahn hai " ayaan ne pucha .
" bohot zalim hai woh ... " fahad ne kaha ... or medicine le soo gaya ...
Aglee din trip ka last day tha ... iseee liye bonefire rakha gaya tha ... sab log us ki tayri mein busy the ..
Isra subho fahad ka puchna k liye ayii .. mgr fahad us se nahi milaa ....woh usee ahsaas dilawana chahta tha ... k woh bhe us se muhobat krti hai ....
Israa ko bohot hurt hua ... woh kamre mein ayii or bohot rooi ...
Samra use chup krwa rhi the ...
"Israa yr baatao to sahi k hua kya hai ... Q roo roo k kud ko halkaan kr rhi ho " samra ne kaha .
"W woh .... bhe muju se ab nafrat krne lgaa hai samraa .... w woh bhe ab nahi dekhna chahta mujhe " isra ne kaha.
"Israa fahad asaa nahi soch sakta .... woh bs tumhay ahsaas dilaa raha hai or kuch nahi " samra ne kaha .
"Samra .... m mein to yehi chahti the k woh mujh se nafrat kree mujh se door chlaa jay .. Q k mein usee apni suchai btaa k dhuk nahi dena chahti .. janti hu k usee bohot takleef ho gi .... " isra ne rotey hue kaha .
" pr phir bhe ... bohot takleef ho rhi hai samra ... bohot zada .... " isra ne kaha .
" israa meri jan .. to Q takleef seh rhi ho .... mt kroo asaa ..... woh tum se bohot muhobat krta hai .... dekhna tum .... abhi kuch deyr k bad kud a jay ga tumhare pass " samra ne kaha
" acha chloo uthoo bhir chlty hai kuch deyr bhir rhoo gi to fresh feel kroo gi " samra ne kaha or usee lee k bhir a gai ...
Woh log lone mein phonchey the k fahad rayan k saath samney se a raha tha ...
Us ne israa ko dekhaa tak nahi tha... israa ki ankhoo mein ansoo a gay .... israa us k pass ayii ...
" a ab kesi tabiyat hai tumhari " isra ne nam ankhoo se pucha.
"Tumhay is se kya fark prta hai ... tum to chor gai the na mujhe raat ko bhe akelaa " fahad ne guse se kaha .
" han sahi kaha ... mein ne sirf insaniyat k natey pucha tha ... bs .... warna mujhe koi fark nahi prta " israa ne kaha ...
" hmmm janta hu bohot zalim ho "fahad tanzan hasaa ...
Israa agee barhi or us ka haath pkraa or us pr apni ungliya pheyrne lgii ...
"Hmmmm is pr bandage dubara krwa dena apne dost ki rayan .... wrna yeh to bohot laparwah hai " israa ne kaha or udhr se jane lgii the k fahad ki awaz pr rukh gai ...
" samra apni dost ko btaa do ... k dusroo ko kehne ki bajay mujh se kahee .... jhooti fikr mt dekhayee mujhe ..... joh dil mein usee samney layee "fahad ne kaha ... israa rukii ... mgr us ki taraf dekhne ki himat nahi hui ... woh wese hi udhr se chlii gai ...
.. raat ko sab log tayr ho chlee gay ... dinner krne k bad sab students fire k ird gird beth gay ...
Aaj sara din fahad isra ko ignore krta raha ...
" isra ... fahad ko tum ne asaa kya kaha hai k woh tum se naraz ho gaya hai " samra ne pucha .
"Kuch nahi .... pr yehi hi sahi hai ... woh mujh se naraz rhay or wese bhe tum or rayan the udhr . "isra ne kaha ...
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Wounded Love
Short StoryA story of love ... A story about trust .. about promise that you give to your partner for lifetime isra woh was not a shy and less talkative girl but life experience and incident make her mute ... she was sacred from every person ..even from tha...
