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 November 6, 2019
Muskan ne dheere se aankhein kholi. Subah ki roshni kamre mein dhal rahi thi. Usne pehle apne haath se aankhein malte hue samne dekha-Zayn coffee ka cup haath mein liye uske bagal mein betha use dekh raha tha.
"Tum kab se jaage ho?" Muskan ne neend bhari awaaz mein poocha.
Zayn ne cup side table par rakha aur uske baalon mein haath pherte hue kaha, "Bas thodi der se. Tum so rahi thi, mujhe uthana acha nahi laga."
Usne takiye se sir hataya aur Zayn ki god mein sir rakhdiya. "Kabhi kabhi bohot ache lagte ho." Usne aankhein band karte hue kaha.
"Aur baaki waqt?"
Muskan ne aankhein khol kar use dekha aur phir dubara bandh kar li. "Baaki waqt bhi."
Zayn fir se uske baalon mein haath ferne laga aur kaha. "Acha hai, warna soch raha tha naraaz ho jaunga toh manaogi bhi nahi."
"Achha? Main nahi manati tumhe ?"
"Kab manati ho?"
"Ab tum mujhe tana doge ?"
"Mein kahan tumhe kuch keh sakta hun"
"Khauf barkarar rehna chahiye."
"Okay madam." Usne has kar kaha aur firse coffee pine laga.
"Office nahi jana tumhe ?"
"Bas aap so jayen fir jata hun." Woh karwat badal kar wapas takiye par so gayi.
"Chale jao."
"Pakka?"
"Hmm."
Jaane se pehle woh uske paas aya aur uski taraf jhuka. Dheere se uske maathe ko chuma aur kaha,
