Chapter no 17

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Brazil,
São Paulo,

Asad POV

I was laying on my bed silently staring at the ceiling. Flashbacks from past days were running like a film in front of my eyes. I landed in Brazil a Few hours ago. It was mid of the night and I couldn't sleep. I finished everything. I ended my love with my own hands before it started. One thing is for sure, I can't forget her. I woke up and filled the glass of water. And A verse popped up in my mind.

Ishq par zor nahi ha ye wo aatish  Ghalib!
Jo lagaye na lage or bhujaye na bane" I read this beneath my breath and laughed disappointedly.

"Bikul sahi kaha ha Ghalib Sahab apney! Muhabbat ki aag ko bhala kon bhuja sakta ha?" I was talking to myself. I turned on the Tv to divert my mind and stopped on the channel. The Channel was playing Pakistani classical music. I closed my eyes and lay down on my bed.

Saday lekhan vich likhia jagna ay
Sukh saun gey sanu neend kithay
Loko neend hondi ae sukhey an lai Sona ki dhukhyan vecharaiyan ne

Ae athra ishq nai soun denda
Sari raat jagai rakhda ae

A painful smile crept on my lips. One of my favorite Qawalli was playing right now. I don't listen much  Qawallis but there are some famous Qawallis that I love very much. It was "Ae athra ishq" by Rahat fateh Ali Khan. I also loved the Nusrat Fateh Ali khan version.

Sari duniya sukh de naal sutti
Asi gham de marey jagde raey
Meinu tarpda dekh saun na sakey
Sari raat ae taray jagday rae

Ae athra ishq nai soun denda
Sari raat jagai rakhda ae

Ae athra ishq nai soun denda
Sari raat jagai rakhda ae

Jenu lag janda unho mehshar tk
Sooli te charhai rakhda ae

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