8 parts Ongoing Mature---
**Wrestling with her own emotions, Karishma stood motionless, gazing out at the view before her. Her thoughts were a tumultuous whirlpool, pulling her deeper with every passing second.**
_Wo dard bh kmal h jab tujhko khud hi khud ki hwale kiya_-she mused, feeling a pang deep within her chest. Despite handing herself over to her own pain, it felt as though each encounter with it revealed a new facet, a novel understanding.
**As the morning sun rose, illuminating her surroundings, it seemed to mock her internal gloom with its brilliance. She gripped the balcony railing tightly, her knuckles turning white with the pressure.**
_Kabhi bna marham khud dard ka kabhi use nasur bnaya_-these thoughts swirled around, relentless. Each scar was a testament to her battles, each wound a story left untold.
**Karishma's gaze was drawn to a distant bird in flight, its freedom a stark contrast to her own entangled emotions. Her heart weighed heavy as memories of Haseena Malik flooded her mind.**
The confession of love between them was etched in her soul, a bittersweet memory that left her longing and aching all at once.
**Tears welled up in her eyes, unbidden, as she recalled Haseena's voice, the way her eyes sparkled with unspoken words.**
_Tujhko khud hi khud ki hwale kiya_-the phrase echoed in her mind. The depth of her feelings was overwhelming, yet the fear of vulnerability held her captive. Her tears fell silently, each drop a symbol of the unspoken pain that lingered in her heart.
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This is first time i am writting i never write any story before
So bear with me 😊
And this is for u ❤️u know that
I write this for for u because of u
"Jo ter h wo kya tujhe kuch dega payega bas tofa bna sabdo ko apne tere hwale kr jayega "
This is my birthday gift for u
Happy birthday 🫂🌹
