A Tere Bin Canon Continuation/Fix-It from the Episode 29 terrace scene. With a tumultuous mix of emotions and a cloud of confusion hanging overhead, Meerab reaches a breaking point when Murtasim refuses to believe her about Rohail, and all the frustration that had been building up over the span of her marriage with Murtasim spills over, setting in motion a chain of events that force them both to explore the meaning of love.

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Her earnings dug into her head as he forced her down on the bed. 'Murtasim please'' Meray Nikkah main ho tum. I tried to give you time Meerab but haq hai yay mera and it's time you accept this marriage' If the producers had stuck to the original track. Continues after Haya finds Meerab crying on the floor.

Murtasim, shackled by the chains of filial obedience, nurtures a hidden love for Meerab, whose unwavering commitment to justice eclipses family traditions. Highest rank #4 in Terebin (28.08.23) Highest rank #2 in Terebin (29.08.23)

Hi Everyone! This is my first attempt at writing a Tere Bin fanfiction. The characters really drew me to them and I wish they would have gotten the justice they deserved in the literary sense, in terms how they were written. This would be a series of One Shots, certain scenes that are from my perspective and how they should have been written instead. Have a read and let me know what you think! Please Note - The characters and foundation/ backdrop of the story has been adapted from the Pakistani Drama - Tere Bin. This is a solely a Fanfiction (One shots).

Atelophobia(n): the fear of not being good enough There are times when silence is a poem. Here are few short Poems by me, you might like. | NO PLAGIARISM |

𝐿𝐼𝐹𝐸... 𝐼𝑡 𝑖𝑠 𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑒𝑙𝑦 𝑏𝑒𝑎𝑢𝑡𝑖𝑓𝑢𝑙... 𝑎𝑠 𝑏𝑒𝑎𝑢𝑡𝑖𝑓𝑢𝑙 𝑎𝑠 𝑎 𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑟𝑜𝑠𝑒. 𝑅𝑒𝑑 𝑟𝑜𝑠𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑚𝑎𝑔𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑐. 𝐼𝑡 ℎ𝑎𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑚𝑒𝑙𝑙 𝑤ℎ𝑖𝑐ℎ 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒𝑠 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑔𝑜 𝑚𝑎𝑑... 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑎𝑢𝑡𝑦 𝑤ℎ𝑖𝑐ℎ 𝑒𝑛𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑠 𝑎𝑙𝑙... 𝐵𝑢𝑡... 𝐶𝑎𝑛 𝑤𝑒 𝑑𝑒𝑛𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑟𝑜𝑠𝑒𝑠 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑜𝑛𝑠? 𝑁𝑜... 𝑤𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑛'𝑡... 𝑟𝑜𝑠𝑒𝑠 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑜𝑛𝑠. 𝐿𝑖𝑓𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑎𝑙𝑠𝑜 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑎 𝑟𝑜𝑠𝑒. 𝐴 𝑏𝑒𝑎𝑢𝑡𝑖𝑓𝑢𝑙 𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑟𝑜𝑠𝑒-- 𝑎𝑠 𝑤𝑒𝑙𝑙 𝑎𝑠-- 𝐴 𝑚𝑦𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑜𝑢𝑠 𝑏𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑟𝑜𝑠𝑒... 𝑖𝑡 ℎ𝑎𝑠 𝑑𝑎𝑟𝑘𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑚𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑒𝑛𝑔𝑢𝑙𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑚𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡. 𝐼𝑡 ℎ𝑎𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑜𝑛𝑠 𝑤ℎ𝑖𝑐ℎ 𝑑𝑒𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑒𝑛𝑒𝑚𝑖𝑒𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 ℎ𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑤𝑒 𝑎𝑙𝑙 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒... 𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒊𝒔... 𝑺𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒎𝒂𝒛𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝒉𝒖𝒓𝒕𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒆 𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒔...