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 September 12, 2019
Zayn apne study mein baitha hua tha, "Suluk" ke panne palat raha tha. Har jumla, har lafz, bohot gehrai se likha hua tha. Zafar Siddique ki likhi hui kitab mein mohabbat, firaaq, aur roohaniyat ke jo ahsaas the, woh uske liye ab naye nahi the. Usne kitaab ka aakhri panna palta. Aakhri panne par kuchh alfaz likhe hue the.
"Ek taraf jannat thi, duji taraf jahannam. Fark itna tha, Ek ne apne rab ke aage gutne teke aur duje ne nafs ke."
Woh kitaab sirf ek tarfa mohabbat ki nahi thi. Sirf kisi insaan se mohabbat ki nahi thi. Woh kitaab rabse mohabbat aur uski ibadat ke baare mein thi.
"Zayn chalen ?" Afzal ne andar aate hue kaha. Zayn ne useh dekha fir uthkar uske saath chal diya.
Afzal ghadi chala raha tha, Zayn uske baghal mein betha mobile mein kuchh dekh raha tha.
"Zayn yeh log important hain."
"Haan janta hun. Unhi ka bio data dekh raha hoon."
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Woh dono kuchh foreigners ke saath bethe the. Zayn unke saath guftagu mein mashroof tha. Tabhi uske phone ki vibration ne uska dhyan apni taraf kiya. Unknown Number.
Ek pal ke liye, usne nazarandaaz karne ka socha, magar phir phone utha liya.
“Hello?”
Dusri taraf khamoshi. Uske mathe par halki si shikan aayi.
“Hello?” Uski awaaz is baar zyada badh gayi.
Aur phir... ek halki saans, ek labon ka hilna, aur ek awaaz jo uske rom rom mein basi thi.
