Wafa Stories

#collectionofpoetry

The way we take someone's love for granted...... leaving them behind merely for something you want (wait for the next part....)

A place where I write One shots (or two), for the magical couple i-e Wali-Faarah from #Diyaredil. I take requests, so hit me up if you need a OS written. Most of the shots are written in Roman Urdu. Your comments and feedback will be appreciated.

Its a series of shayeri, quotes, sayings, poetry anything and everything dat gets into my mind!! I will try not to make any typos hope you enjoy reading these Feedback would be appreciated thankyou!!

Some people aren't meant to be yours. Time just brings them to you for a few beautiful moments.

"hi little one what are you doing here alone...?" I looked at this angel infront of me....I wanted to hide him in my arms and protect him from all the evils.. "I want divorce...!" I didn't want to be in this relationship this marriage his presence was suffocating me "I know you both don't want to be in a relationship but please wafa can you and him at least try and work this out for ziyan's sake. " can I call you mama..? " for someone those innocent words were nothing but for me they were my everything.. I didn't know I should laugh or cry, the happiness i was feeling I never knew I was capable to feel... Allah was finally giving me the gift of my patience, my tears. Two different people two different personalities dealing with their own demons struggling to live a peaceful life without any problems what will happen when their worlds will collide... Will they choose their own separate paths or will they try to walk by each other's side You will find out soon......

My name is Wafa. I'm an ordinary girl from the UK (United Kingdom). I'm in love with one direction, and I love my beat friends. They're always there for me, while I'm always there for them. They're the ones who made One Direction my friends. I nearly text them everyday. But there's one member that really catches my eye. Niall Horan. He's just plain amazing, in my opinion. I kind of have this small crush. But he's dating this girl named Hailey James. I've met her before when I was hanging out with Niall when he came to visit, and she was just a self-absorbed snob when he wasn't around. But whatever makes Niall happy makes him happy. I won't step into it. Not unless I really need to. But even the thought of them two being together snaps my heart in two.

"Jab ishq raaz ban jaye aur mohabbat imtehaan... Istanbul ki roshniyon mein chhupi ek larki ki kahani, jiska dil azaadi ka deewana tha - lekin taqdeer usay us raaste le gayi jahan sirf dard, raaz aur bewafaayein thi. 'Ishq ki Chandni' ek aisi kahani hai jahan mohabbat sirf jazba nahi, ek jang hai - khud se, rishtey se, aur kismet se."

"Adril minat tu." Tanpa trend Tiktok 'Call Me Maybe' itu aku takkan kenal siapa Adril Iskandar. Dan aku menyesal atas apa yang telah aku buat. Wafa Amalin, seorang pelajar sekolah menengah yang tinggal di bandar dan hanya menyukai gaya yang biasa. Tidak terlalu mewah, tidak terlalu berfesyen. Biasa! Tinggal bersama kedua ibu bapanya, juga keenam-enam adik beradiknya. "Takpelah ibu, takyah susahkan diri ibu eh. Kalau ibu beli pon belum tentu Wafa pakai." "Wafa, kalau Wafa tak keberatan kahwin dengan Adril ye?" tanya Puan Alya "Adril Iskandar!" Author tak reti tulis sinopsis hehe, baca la. Semoga terhibur hati kesayangan author nyenyenye :3 SELAMAT MEMBACA! <3

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