Zia_prose
- LECTURES 1,022
- Chapitres 9
Log kehte hain sitare karz rakhte hain-har dua ka, har dhadkan ka, har mohabbat ka jo apni manzil tak na pohanch saki.
In the heart of the Sultan's palace, where taaj shone brighter than truth and takht weighed heavier than love, two roohs dared to dream. She-ek shahzadi, bound in silken duty. He-ek aam insaan, with secrets hidden deeper than the palace walls.
Their ishq was never written in qanoon, only in duaon mein chhupi faryaadein and stolen nazrein beneath the chandni.
But qismat was merciless. The blade silenced him, and the zindaan of loneliness crushed her. Before her final breath, she dipped her pen in her blood, writing their daastaan-e-ishq and burying it within the palace stones. And with her last sajda, she made a vow to the sitarein:
"Agar iss zindagi ne humse chheen liya... toh agla janam humara hoga. Agar waqt ne humse inkaar kiya... toh main waqt ko likh kar badal dungi."
Sadiyaan beet gayi. Saltanatein mitti ban gayin. But the stars-they never forget.
Aur ab, unka karz ada karne ka waqt aa chuka hai.