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 October 5, 2020
"Hello? Haan Khalil." Muskan ne phone utha te hue kaha. Khalil ne use call kyun kiya hai? Zayn ne socha.
Fir useh kuchh samajh nahi aaya. Woh kamre se apna phone lene gaya. Muskan ab bhi phone par hi thi aur has has kar batein kar rahi thi. Phir usne call kaat diya aur palti. Zayn darwaze se tek lagaye khada tha.
"Mazedar baatein ho rahi thi… disturb toh nahi kiya na?" Usne tana marte hue kaha aur isse pehle woh kuchh kehti, Zayn ne jhoothi samajh bhari izharat ke sath apna sir hila diya, fir apna phone uthakar wahan se chala gaya.
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Woh ghar der se aya. Fazila aur Khalid bhi so chuke the. Usne Muskan ke bhi so jane ka andaza lagaya tha lekin woh jaag rahi thi.
"Tum late kyun aaye?" Muskan ne uske paas aate hue puchha.
"Socha busy hogi, main kabab mein haddi kyun banu?" Zayn ne beparwahi se use tana mara.
Muskan ne woh nazarandaaz kiya.
"Achha, yeh dekho… tumhare liye shirt laayi hoon." Usne ek bag aage karte hue kaha.
"Nice."
"Pehen kar dikhao." Zayn ne shirt pehenkar dikhayi. Bina kisi bhav ya mazeed daleel ke.
"Yeh shirt achhi lag rahi hai tumpar."
"Haan, magar shayad tumhare kisi dost par zyada acchi lagti."
Usne fir Zayn kis baat ko nazarandaaz karne ki koshish ki.
"Tum itne serious kyun ho aaj? Usne mazak mein puchha.
"Tumhe casual log pasand hain na?" Kehkar woh kamre ki taraf jane laga.
"Tumhari pasand ka khana banaya hai."
"Accha? Ya phir kisi aur ki pasand ka tha, aur mujhe bhi de diya?"
