Childhoodnikah cerita

یہ کہانی ہے اس بہادر لڑکی کی جس نے اپنے گاؤں کی مظلوم لوگوں کو ان کا حق دلانے کے لیے گاؤں کی سردار سے دشمنی مول لی ،تعلیم ہی وہ راستہ ہے جو خوابوں کو حقیقت بناتی ہے ، تعلیم کی راہ میں ایک خواب کی تکمیل کی کہانی ہے ، گاؤں میں لوگ تعلیم کو سخت نہ پسند کرتے تھے ، مہر کا بچپن سے خواب تھا، تعلیم حاصل کرنا ، شاذل صدیقی کی محبت کی کہانی جس نے ایک لڑکی کو ٹوٹ کر چاہا ، محبت میں خود عرض لوگوں کی کہانی ہے ، ونی میں دیے گئی لڑکی کی کہانی ہے ، اور وہ لڑکی اس سے انجان تھی ، یہ کہانی ہے اس شخص کی جس نے محبت کو انا کی بھینٹ چڑھایا ، اور اسی ضد کی وجہ سے اپنے پوری فیملی کو برباد کر دیا ،اور انتقام کی آگ سے اپنے پوری فیملی کو جلا کر راکھ کردیا ، ♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️ کیا مہر کے سارے خواب پورے ہونگے ؟ کیا مہر اپنا بدلہ لے پائیں گی یا بدلے کے آڑ میں اپنا نقصان کر بیٹھے گی؟ کیا شاذل صدیقی کو اس کی محبت مل جائے گا ؟ کیا مہر گاؤں کی لوگوں کی سوچ کو بدلنے میں کامیاب ہو جائی گی ؟ محبت اور آنا کی جنگ میں جیت کس کی ہوگی ؟ کیا ونی میں دیے لڑکی کو اس کا صحیح مقام مل جائے گا لیکن کبھی کبھار کہانیاں اپنا رخ موڑدیتی ہیں اور یہ کہانی بھی اپنا رخ موڑے گی حال سے ماضی تک کا سفر کرے گی ، اور سارے راز کھولی جائی گی ۔

A childhood marriage of Anaya and Inam. Peep in to read. Enjoy reading :)

"The path of love is not easy, but it is possible. If Shehreyar ever forgets you, then know that he has stopped breathing... You are my dearest love, the one who resides in my soul, my true love. Shehreyar, the life of Almir lost in the spirituality of love-two tales... One a prisoner, the other a guide."

NIKAH OF ASHES... "This is because of you!" she screamed. "These candles were your idea! This house, this fire - you killed my husband!" The words sliced deeper than the flames. "How dare you," she snapped. "Your heart and mouth are so filthy that Allah punished you for it!" "How can you speak like that to a woman who just lost her husband?" "Lower your voice," he thundered. "She is my mother. She is older than you." "This was her fault!" he shouted back. "And maybe Anjum was right from the beginning I should never have let my son marry your daughter!" "If you regret it so much," Umayr said coldly, "then end it. End everything. From today, there is no friendship. No family. I never want to see your face again." Ivaan tightened his grip instinctively. "Dua!" Dua screamed, clutching him. "Ivaan!" Their hands were torn apart. "Ivaan!" "Dua!" Two children screaming each other's names, as their fathers dragged them in opposite directions. And with that silence... A childhood nikah. A fire that took a life. A truth buried in silence. This is not a love story that begins with confession. This is a story where love was promised before it was understood, and torn apart before it could grow. What burned that night was not just a house... but friendship, faith, and two children bound together, only to be raised as strangers. Nikah of Ashes contains emotional trauma, grief, family conflict, and slow-burning obsession. A childhood nikah turned to ashes. Love turned into obsession. Friendship turned into blood deep hatred.

Two souls bound by a deep, unseen connection... One unaware, the other unable to forget. Jehan Hashmi A 30-year-old dedicated police officer, known for his integrity on the job and loyalty to his wife. Hooram Shah A 22-year-old BA student, the only and beloved daughter of her parents. With a sensitive nature and innocent heart, she remains oblivious to a vital secret about herself. This story unveils the journey of two individuals brought together by fate, where love, memories, and hidden truths blur the lines of loyalty and loss. .................................... She stood right in front of him, two girls by her side whom she was glaring at with irritation. He recognized the woman accompanying her, who was smiling. But in that moment, the girl-fuming, her steps limping with anger-briskly walked past him, and Jehan Hashmi felt as if his heart had suddenly become hollow. Eighteen years had passed, and today she had appeared before him out of nowhere. The very one for whom Jehan had kept the flame of loyalty alive in his heart. She was right there, yet now he had become a stranger to her. Jehan Hashmi had spent eighteen years cherishing her memory, never once casting a glance at anyone else. He walked the path of loyalty with the hope that his heart had long ago been claimed by her alone. But today, as she stood before him, his heart filled with a profound sorrow. Sorrow over the fact that she no longer recognized him, and pain in the realization that he, to her, had become nothing more than a stranger. A/N: Will e available in soft form after completion