Betabiyaan

Betabiyaan

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Fiction
Romance
It was year 1940.Before the partition of Pakistan or Bangladesh from India. It was the time where all the Muslims and Hindus used to hang out at the local tea stall. Mohd. Ali Naviq, a young lad from Pakistan came to India for his higher studies, where he met the beautiful Meera chauhan, the daughter of a powerful Hindu socialist. After getting to know Meera, he developed a liking in her. What started as simple liking became strong love without his knowledge. He decides to propose her but when he does, Meera rejects him, as she doesn't know him well, Plus the difference in their religion. Since Ali couldn't live without her, he determines to make her fall in love with him. Fortunately succeds too. But Meera still rejects him, because of the difference in their religion. She knew, even if this Hindus and Muslims were like brothers, they would never except the marriage between a Hindu and a Muslim. And her father would never spare his life. Meera pleads Ali To go back to Pakistan and forget her. Will Ali go back? Will he be able to forget Meera? If not, then how will he conquer his love?
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