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
Banglore April 6, 2012
Zayn Afzal ke saath ek restaurant mein betha hua tha. Wahin kuchh duri par ek ladka aur ladki baithe the. Jo kuchh der se jhagda kar rahe the. Ladka uss ladki ko mana raha tha. Zayn ki nazar un par gayi. Waiter ne unke paas aa kar ek straw aur ek colddrink ki bottle rakhi.
"Hame ek aur straw chahiye." Ladki ne waiter se kaha.
"Kyun? Hum ek starw se bhi pee sakte hain."
"Koi zarurat nahi hai. Mein tumhare sath straw share nahi karungi."
Zayn fir soch mein dub gaya. Woh useh har baat par yaad aane lagi thi. In chand mahino main usne jo koshishen ki thi Muskan ko bhulane ki woh nakam hoti nazar aa rahi thi.
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Banglore March 11, 2011
Zayn ke haath mein moongfali ka packet tha, aur woh maze se chhilke uda raha tha. Chalte chalte uski nazar Muskan par padi, jo ek side par baithi thi.
"Yahan parking lot ke beech mein kyun baithi ho?" usne chhilke idhar-udhar girate hue poochha.
Muskan ne ek baar uski taraf dekha aur bina koi dilchaspi dikhaye apne mobile par kuchh dekhne lagi.
Muskan ne ek thandi si muskaan di aur eyebrows utha kar use dekhne lagi.
"Tum toh sachme bewakuf ho."
"Bingo!"
"Shabash tum sachme pagal ho, lagi raho apni iss bewakufi mein." Zayn ne muh bigad kar kaha. Uske jawab se pehle hi woh dobara bol utha, "Waise, aas paas kahin tire theek karne ke liye garrage nahi hai."
