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 18, 2020
Muskan bed par baithi ek kitaab padh rahi thi. Zayn aaya, bina kuch kahe uske saamne baith gaya.
"Kya padh rahi ho?"
Muskan ne bina dekhe kaha, "Tum nahi samjhoge."
"Fir samjhao."
"Tumhe koi aur kaam nahi hai?"
Zayn ne kitaab uske haathon se kheench li aur side rakh di. "Tumhe dekhna zyada zaroori hai."
"Zayn, tum panch saal ke bache nahi ho. har waqt attention kyun chahiye hoti hai?"
"Tum meri biwi ho, tumhari attention na maangu toh kiski mangu?" Usne Zayn ko ghoor kar dekha aur fir se kitab uthayi. Zayn ne narmi se uska haath pakada.
"Agar tum mujhse baat nahi karogi toh mujhe chain kaise aayega?"
"Jhuth."
"Aur yeh tumhe kaise malum?" Woh uske bagal mein aa kar beth gaya.
Woh khamosh rahi.
"Ab tak naraz ho?"
"Nahi toh."
"Ab ise jhuth keh sakte hain"
"Tum mujhe tang kar rahe ho."
"Woh toh tum bhi karti ho aur pure haq se karti ho. Maine kuchh kaha kabhi?"
"Toh kehna chahte ho?"
"Main toh kuchh nahi kehta tumse."
"Wahi toh baat hai. Tum mujhe itna zaruri samajhte hi nahi." Zayn ne fir ek baat usse chhupayi. Apne kisi jhagde ke baare mein jo office mein hua tha.
"Afzal ne kaan bhare hain tumhare ?"
"Woh kyun kahega kuch? Tumhi ho jo har baat chhupate ho aur fir koi kuchh keh de toh tumhe gussa aa jata hai."
