HAQ SE : JUZZBAATT
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  • Reads 6,019
  • Votes 330
  • Parts 13
  • Time 3h 4m
Complete, First published May 14, 2018
Mature
Introduction :

'Trust'! 'Faith'! 'Belief'! have these words ceased to exist? Can't we trust someone without worrying about all negative things? Can't we lay our faith in someone? Belief, is it that difficult to believe someone today?

It takes years to finally believe someone but moments to break the trust! And especially when you are already heartbroken! What if that finally that you begin to trust someone, you again go through a heartbreak? What juzzbaatt would you go through at that moment - anger; sorrow?

Can't people understand the 'juzzbaatt' behind believing someone? Can't they understand the 'juzzbaatt' that person might go through during and after you break the person's trust?

How easy is it to break someone's trust and ruin their juzzbaatt?

How difficult is it to understand someone's juzzbaatt of helplessness?

How to put the juzzbaatt that you go through as you discover a truth, into words? How to control the chaos of juzzbaatt during that moment?

Meherunissa and Naushad go through few moments in their lives where their juzzbaatt(s) overflow but they go almost numb! Let's know why!

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