Urdu Novel
We meet thousands of people in this world, we get attracted to hundreds, we fall for ten and then we'll be united with the one whose name was written with our name thousands of years ago.
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Roman Urdu Version
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Banglore April 4, 2012
Zayn ne wallet bandh kar ke table par wapas rakh diya. Aur kursi kheench kar baith gaya. Usne aankhe bandh ki aur uske saath bitaye saare lamhe ek film ki tarah uske zehen mein gumne lage.
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Banglore February 19, 2011
Zayn ne cafe ka darwaza khola aur andar gaya. Andar aate hi usay dekha. Muskan café ke counter par khadi, cups ko dhyan se arrange kar rahi thi. Bahar barish ki halki boondein gir rahi thi, aur café ke andar sirf chand log baithe hue the. Woh dheere kadmon se counter ki taraf aaya, lekin Muskan ne uski taraf dekha bhi nahi.
"Muskan." Usne dheemi awaz mein kaha.
Muskan ne sar uthaya, lekin uske chehre par koi jazbaat nahi the. "Tum yahan kya kar rahe ho?" usne seedha sawal kiya.
"Mujhe tumse kuch baat karni hai." Zayn ka lehza sanjeeda tha.
"Mein kaam kar rahi hoon."
"Yeh zaruri hai."
Muskan ne cups ko ek taraf rakha aur counter ke uss paar se usay dekha. "Kya baat hai?"
"Sarah ke baare mein hai."
Muskan ne ek pal ke liye usay dekha, "Haan thik hai mein janti hun tumhe usse mohabbat nahi. Mein bas tumhe uske naam se chhed rahi thi. Iss chhoti baat par bhi tum mujhse ladne aa gaye."
"Mein ladne nahi aaya. Mujhe tumhari madad chahiye."
"Meri madad?" Muskan ne halki muskan ke saath sawal kiya.
