Wattpadpakistan Stories

This is a story of two unrelated brothers. Life brought them together in the most unlikeliest of ways, well technically the bringing up part has been done by their parents, but why to wonder on these technicalities? Let's just jump on to the start, where you want to know how these two came together after facing different dramatic and traumatizing events on both the sides and ending up together finally finding a sigh of relief and peace in the end and on their way life teaching each of the highlighted character a lesson that changed their lives and maybe someone reading this, there as well.

A sanctuary. That's all she sought all her life. Her father, even in his last days, made sure that her life stays guarded till her last breath. That nothing could endanger her existence. He spent his entire life building a haven in which she could reside, enfolded, far away from the mayhem outside. He eradicated every last bit of facts that would endanger 𝘩𝘦𝘳. His death had never been unexpected-he had spoken of it long before it arrived, almost as if he had foreseen its inevitability. Yet, when the day finally came, it left behind more questions than grief. She never saw his body. His death left behind only an unsettling silence and a truth too conveniently accepted by everyone around her. Perhaps it was because they were Hindus living upon Pakistani soil. That was the explanation everyone seemed willing to believe. But she knew better. There was something else unfolding beneath the surface-something her father had spent his entire life shielding her from. But her father's vigilance was not the sole one she experienced. There had always been another. His presence was not very evident, his endeavours were seemingly mundane, but always beknownst to her. Son of an MNA, yet reluctant to fame in his 20s, was being moulded into the very world his father had spent decades conquering-a world where loyalty was bought, power was inherited, and truth was just another weapon in the arsenal of politics. But what will happen when the life of an ascetic girl intertwines with that of a man surrounded by the chaotic, avaricious and corrupt world of politics? Will they find solace in one another and lead an idyllic life? Or will she find herself standing at a perfidious juncture, questioning every ounce of trust she had put out there, when the conclave of secrets bashes upon her-revealing not only the life her father led and the atrocities wrought upon him but also the type of person her custodian was being moulded into by the so-called kingmakers sitting at the top?

"SAYA-E-DIL: The Next Generation The Shadow of the Heart: Legacy of Obsession" This is the next generation of 'SAYA-E-DIL: The Obsession Chronicles'. This story will be about the children of Anooshia and Salar. I hope you guys enjoy this story as well.

"Darling, you are mine to break and to own"

A collection of short stories by me🤎

On my path full of flowers I realized they were all dead.

No matter what our nationality is, no matter what religion we belong to, the one fact which is the most important, is that we are humans. And as humans, we have this general tendency to do certain things which we either regret later on, or laugh on it like a maniac. And most of the times, such things remain hidden to the world, right? But, now is the time to CONFESS it all! We, here at BrownHousehold have come up to redefine one of the most used sayings, "Sharing is Caring". This time, it will be you who would be confessing and sharing your hidden thoughts and actions, (be it regretful, emotional, funny, or thoughtful); and it would be us, who would be caring for you by giving you a shoulder to cry on, an ear to listen to, eyes to cry along with you, and a mouth to laugh and make you laugh along. But yes, since everybody's privacy concerns are our top priorities, they would definitely be taken care of by keeping all the guests anonymous. With a hope to bring positivity all around by eliminating tensions and regrets, and spreading guidance and happiness, we introduce before you- "Incognito | A Confessions Book". Jump in, to know more about it. Written by @pahul_gpk Cover by @virat_arijit18

Ek masoom bachpan our badalti Zindagi ki dastan

"They met in silence. They healed in distance. And they loved - quietly." After losing her parents in a tragic car accident, 18-year-old Meera wakes up in a hospital, broken in body and spirit. Treated by the quiet yet kind-hearted Dr. Zariyaan Haider her story doesn't begin with love-but with loss. She moves to Europe, pursues fashion design to honour her parents' dream, and builds an empire stitched from pain and passion. But years later, when she returns to Pakistan, she walks into her best friend's engagement - only to find the groom is none other than the man who once saved her without ever saying a word. A story of silent healing, second chances, and a love that was never confessed... just felt. Because sometimes, the heart speaks loudest when the lips stay silent

One was always shackled and burdened by her family. Another one, belonging to the same family, was taught 'sky is the limit' Learning how to live was a difficult task for her when she had no one in the four walls they call 'the grand Khan mansion' He always had his parents and siblings with him, in all his highest and lowest points. Life. Different for everyone. Even cousins living in the same home. Or was it just a house? Join in the journey of Rayyan Khan and Maha Khan, see how his 'jazba' for her had brought everyone to their knees.

the thing is i've been quite addicted to you lately,i don't know how this is supposed to go...

They say home is where the heart is, and Munna's home is with Zarnab

Galtiyan har insaan se hoti hain, aur kahaani ke kuch pehlu khud lekhak se bhi chhoot jate hain, aur tab samne aata hai ek sampadak ka kaam. Sampadak? Well, it literally means the editor. Just as a book or novel requires a final editing before getting published, things go quite similar for graphics as well. If a writer requires suggestions and editing in his/her work, so does a graphic designer. A lot many times we see that even a graphic designer gets stuck as to what he/she should put in the cover to make it look better or a number of times there are cases when even the graphic designers miss out various aspects of a storyline to be put into the graphic. And that's why we are here. We at @BrownHousehold introduce before you, a service which has never been given before, a service which exists for the ones who themselves provide services, a service for the graphic designers. With an aim to help not just the writers, but also the graphic designers, we introduce our book "Elegant | A Graphics Review Book" wherein the best of our GDs would help review your graphics and would be highlighting the areas you need to work upon while bringing out your best parts too, just as a reviewer does to a book. Hop in to have a look at our Graphic Mentors and grab the best of their ideas for your graphics to make them look exceptional. Written by @pahul_gpk Cover by @addiction_01

{Hiring} This community exists, that community exists, another community came and you can apply in that community. 𝐶𝑎𝑛 𝑤𝑒 𝑐ℎ𝑢𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠? This is not ANY kind of a community. Tʜɪs ɪs ᴛʜᴇ BROWNHOUSEHOLD! There are many writers and readers, whom we generally call 'Brown people'. A trial of us wants to bring those 'Brown People' together again after a partition of years between India, Pakistan and Bangladesh. We are aware that some of the countries are enmited and this is our try to get them together on a peace based platform like Wattpad. We don't only provide you with awards, covers and all that general stuff you see in each community. We try to make our services stand out, same like our name. We try the writers to be in peace in our world of books. Provoking positively to love is an agenda of our community. You can as well help by seeing inside of this book and joining us on some posts. With much love, ❤️ Cover by @addiction_01

"Bilkul dhyaan se jana aur kisi anjaan se baat nahi karna." Phew! This is that one typical dialogue of every elder in a typical brown household, which all of us, the youngsters, get to hear, whenever we head to explore new things or places. But the fact is, koi anjaan humari jaan pehchaan ka kaise banega agar unhe janenge hi nahi? Getting to know each other is the foremost step to become acquaintances, and when it is mixed with conversations and enjoyment, it takes minutes to create a family out of all acquaintances. So, here we are, to form a family of all the Browns, to bring all the Browns together, amongst all the political fiasco. And for that, getting to know us is the most important. Won't you want to know who is the one you are getting your review from? Won't you want to know about the person who is answering to your confessions? Won't you want to know how able the person is who is ranking your book? Ofcourse you would want to. Because, "Hume kya bata raha hai, khud ko dekha hai?" kind of attitude is something which is symbolic of all Browns. So just tap on the Read button to know about all the members of @BrownHousehold, to know who all are going to provide you what services, to know what the members have to offer you, and join in to become a part of this family by celebrating their birthdays together! Written by @pahul_gpk Cover by @addiction_01

Kabhi kabhi, ek ajnabi milta hai... aur lagta hai jaise usse pehle bhi kahin dekha ho." > He didn't believe in fate. Until he met her - quiet eyes, white dupatta, and the kind of smile that made him feel like... he'd known her in a life before this one. > They met again. And again. Over tea, books, and long silences that felt like conversations. > And just when he began falling for her... she disappeared.

Elite Enemies is an enemies-to-lovers romance set in the competitive, high-stakes world of university academia. The story follows Zartasha Malik, a brilliant and fiercely independent student, and Huzaifa Khan, her equally ambitious academic rival. Both come from elite families with their own prestigious legacies, and both are determined to outshine the other in their first year of dentistry school in Islamabad. With their families also embroiled in a bitter business rivalry, the tension between them is palpable. Zartasha, with her sharp intellect and fierce determination, feels constantly overshadowed by Huzaifa's effortless charm and superior academic presence. Huzaifa, on the other hand, finds Zartasha's growing acclaim as a threat to his well-established dominance. Despite their mutual disdain and constant competition for top honors, sparks begin to fly between the two. As their rivalry intensifies, they realize that the fine line between hate and love might be thinner than they ever expected. Will they remain enemies, or will they find that the very qualities that drive their rivalry could be the same ones that bring them closer?

**When He Had My Heart** She wanted Dehradun. He wanted distance. Neither of them asked for *this*. Darejaan Khan is the girl with highlighters in her hair, an average student's mind, and zero tolerance for distractions especially the human kind. She has board exams next month and a one-way ticket to her dream university, away from home. Nothing is supposed to go wrong. But Hayaam does. Her friend's older brother, back home for the holidays. National-level shooter. Golden boy with a guarded past and the kind of voice that ruins concentration. His laugh echoes from the football ground like a challenge, his eyes scan people like they're targets. He's sharp, secretive, and heartbreak-wounded. She's stubborn, brilliant, and absolutely not falling for him. At least that's what she keeps telling herself. They meet in stolen glances and midnight coffees. They clash over revision breaks and rooftop silences. And they fall, too slowly, too recklessly. "You still write at night, don't you?" "You weren't supposed to notice." "I notice everything, Darejaan. That's the problem." This isn't a love story. It's what happens *before* one begins.

Book #3 of series "Bound by Vows" (Can also be read as standalone) They were rivals before they were ever bound. Azlaan Mirza and Dua Asad have built empires on pride, ambition, and the refusal to ever lose. In boardrooms, they are sworn enemies-every deal a duel, every glance a battle. But when fate and circumstance force them into marriage, their war takes a far more dangerous turn. Under one roof, every word is a weapon, every silence a standoff. Yet somewhere between the sharp tongues and colder glares, respect begins to creep in... and with it, an undeniable chemistry neither can fight. Enemies in business. Strangers in marriage. Two storms destined to collide-until their vow becomes invincible.

Main us se mohabbat kar baithi... bina yeh jaane ke jis ghar mein main ne apna wajood chhoda, wahi ghar meri poori duniya ujaar chuka tha. Shaadi ke baad sach saamne aaya, aur mohabbat- badlay mein badal gayi. Andhi ho kar main ne waar kiya, yeh bhool kar ke badla sirf dard deta hai, sukoon nahi. Jo mujhe jeena sikhata tha, aaj wahi mere saamne khara ho kar mere khilaf hai. Us ki khamoshi meri saza hai, aur us ki nafrat mera hisaab. Main tanhaiyon mein roti rahi, aur har raat sirf ek hi sawaal poochti rahi: Ye kaisa jurm hua- ke teri hi mujrim hui