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 27 2011
Muskan raat ke waqt apni shift khatam karke café se bahar nikli. Bahar nikalte hi uski nazar Zayn par padi, jo apni gaadi ke sahare khada tha. Usne ek lamha ruk kar use dekha, phir apne qadmon ko tez karte hue aage badhne lagi, jaise uss uski moujoodgi se koi fark hi nahi padta ho.
Zayn ne tez kadmon se aakar uska rasta roka. "Mujhe tumse kuch baat karni hai."
"Kya?" Muskan ne chonk kar sawal kiya. Uska lehza thanda tha.
"Gaadi mein baitho." Zayn ne sidhe alfaaz mein kaha, aur bina uski raaye ka intezaar kiye apni gaadi ki taraf chal pada.
Muskan ne ek nazar hairani se usay dekha, phir apni jagah par khadi rahi. Zayn ne gaadi uske paas la kar rukayi aur horn bajaya.
"Tumhe kya baat karni hai?"
"Gaadi mein baitho. Mujhe yahan tamasha nahi karna."
"Par..."
"Tum baith rahi ho ya mein yahin horn bajata rahun?"
Woh abhi bhi chup chap apni jagah par khadi thi.
"Toh tum nahi baithogi?" Zayn ne use gaur se dekha aur ek dafa phir horn bajaya aur bajata hi raha. Is dafa uska gussa uski aankhon mein saaf dikh raha tha. Woh hairani se use dekhti rahi fir ek gehri saans li aur jaldi se gaadi ka darwaza khol kar andar baith gayi.
Zayn ne horn bajana band kiya, aur bina kuch kahe gaadi ka engine start kar diya. Uski nazrein sirf samne thi.
"Seat belt pehno." usne saamne dekhte hue kaha. Muskan ne chup chap seat belt laga liya. Gaadi chalne lagi.
