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How home echoes in him
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Complete, First published Mar 17, 2020
Mature
Previously known as Querencia. 
Poets, as often as they say, they said the truth. Love cannot be controlled or planned. It comes like rain on a sunny day; an unseasoned downpour. Like a gust of harsh wind on a heated day. It comes with a painful epiphany. But it comes, it surely comes. Love happens, it is we who are foolish to think that love is planned or controlled. It is we who idealized that notion. Love is simply afloat in the air, an infection that can infect anyone.

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Syra Noor Waleed Hussain. A girl who was the heart of her family, whose smile held power to make anyone smile. But one demise devastated her entire being. Stole the smile she had and stole the brightness she once was enveloped in. A blooming flower died the day she heard the news of his sudden demise.

Shahmeer Zidan Jahangir. Infuriating, powerful, and a cold businessman. His family meant everything to him and despite his cold demeanor, his heart knew how to care. He had loved only her in his entire life and have seen others fall more than once in love around him.

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"Mohabbat ki hai aapse, koi mazak nhi."

"Lekin lag toh ek mazak hi raha hai."

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"Aapko andaza bhi hai mere uper kis tarah ka toofan toota tha in 72 ghanto mein?"

"Andaza hai isi liye main yahan khara hoon."    
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One incident changed both of their lives forever...
One demise changed their relationship forever.
One heart-wrenching promise broke her already broken form. 
Two souls now looking for a home in each other.
 Will they ever be able to find their home?
......
Some of the dialogues will be in Urdu but I'll give the translations.
This story is also not edited so kindly ignore the mistakes and if you want then surely point them out and I'll try to correct them as much as I can.

✨Completed✨
TW// mention of rape.
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