He was born to rule, on land and high in the skies. She, it seemed, was born to reign over him.
He had defied all odds in his life. She was hell-bent on deifying him.
Murtasim Shahnawaz Khan's destiny had been written for him; to take over his famil...
He was born to rule, on land and high in the skies. She, it seemed, was born to reign over him.
He had defied all odds in his life. She was hell-bent on deifying him.
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Murtasim Shahnawaz Khan's destiny had been written for him; to take over his family's ancestral seat as a feudal lord and live his life for the people. He'd altered destiny. A man of iron-clad principles, he'd silenced all who dared to question him by becoming Khan Murtasim Khan and Captain Khan simultaneously. He did his duty and indulged in his passion. Why did he have to choose one? He made the rules after all...
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Meerab Waqas Ahmed didn't like rules. Especially ones made to control her, or any woman for that matter. As a young woman just making her way into an uncertain world, tradition and decisions set in stone scared her. Out with the old, in with the 'whatever the hell I want to do' was the way it worked in Meerab's world. If this meant deifying family tradition to pave the way for her own identity, then so be it.
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They say if you play with fire, you're bound to burn, but doesn't ice burn the warm-blooded too? Fire and ice went hand in hand, just like desire and destruction.
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Hello all! The idea for this story is literally just me watching an air crash investigation video whilst having Tere Bin on the brain. Never did I think I'd actually take action. However, my beloved Meerab and Murtasim inspired me to finally convert my thoughts into Hawaaon Ke Paighaam; a true labour of love for me.
I've decided on a prologue first to get a better feel of how everyone reacts to the plot. That will be posted next. Feedback is not only welcome but encouraged. Please be generous with it.
