this story is about the 𝓟𝓪𝓲𝓷 of girl who got rejection....and the 𝓟𝓪𝓲𝓷 of man who get forced to marry again.....its a Muslim story
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girl wearing black Anarkali suit ..head covered in dupatta who is looking sc...
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I hear his sound of car
He left my place after telling me that it's his fault....he provoke me to pull that ridiculous stunt
I raised my hand on him....
On my husband
Wo jaise bhi hai i always give him respect....i never cross my limits even when i saw him crushing my heart under his feet
Ammi n muze sabki izzat krna sikhaya hai....aj mene unki tarbiyat ko ruswa kiya hai.....wo zarur khafa hongi muzse
Tears again clouded my eyes n i sob recalling my painful past.......the past that made me like this...stone hearted... emotionless girl....i hate that part of my life where i lost my everything.... every fucking thing which is precious for me....
my past..... whenever i recall that i only see tears, loneliness, heartbreaking scenarios n off course the AZIYAT he gifted me
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Flashback
Main shehnaaz meer
Malihabad....mera gao...mera ghar
A small town in Lucknow.....
People who live there are loving wid helping nature....coz of its just a small town almost everyone knows the other person personally
And there is the man lives wid his head over high
Meer sahab khandani rahiz jinki hukumat waha k logo p chalti hai...unki Zindagi p chalti hai....
Shakib meer jinka sar sharm se jukne wala tha
Unki beti lapata thi....aur haal hi m uska rishta tay honewala tha
Meri cousin...huma....ek lauti beti thi wo shakib sahab ki...mete tayaabbu ki...ghar ki noor jahan....jisko nazzo se bada kiya tha mere tayaabbu aur taiammi n
Unki noor kahi chali gayi...apne piche ek khat chodke.... wo apne ashiq k sath yaha se chali gayi....
Jiski khabar na toh muze thi na hi meri ammi ko....tayiammi n kaha ki wo toh uske nani k ghar gayi hai aur hum bas man gaye
Actually muze aur mere parivar ko koi haq nahi banta hai uss ghar k mamlat m dakhal andaji krne ka.....kisine wo haq diya hi nahi.. taiammi aur tayaabbu k hisaab se hum unn logon ki kamai aram se baith k kha rahe hai....qki mere abbu ki koi naukri nahi...aur wo din rat sharab k nashe m rehte hai....sharab bhi unke apne paiso ki nahi tayaabbu ki di hui khairat hai jisko wo besharmo ki tarah le lete hai.....aur unke bad sun na ammi aur muze padta hai... isliye ye jo izzat daulat nam hai wo sirf shakib sahab ki kamai hui daulat hai....mere abbu ka toh na kuch tha aur na hi hoga....coz he is seriously too addicted to alcohol....which affect me and my ammi's life
