It's not all Roses
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Last published Fri, Sep 11, 2020
"I want the dead lovers of the world to hear our laughter and grow sad. I want our breath of passion to stir their dust into consciousness, to wake their ashes into pain."
-Oscar Wilde
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Talha Abdul Majeed, a scrawny med school student, goes missing on his own wedding day.
His family and friends suspect another girl involved or perhaps a kidnapping?
The reality, however, is exactly the opposite.
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For Zaynab Chaudhary life has been a pretty smooth ride till now.
She is seen loitering and smoking, laughing and singing.
Med school came with unimaginable stress and profound friendships.
Nevertheless she is content in her life, until one evening that changes everything in an instant.
Talha is missing and her life turns upside down as she discovers the truth about her best friend.
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It's an untold story of those who belong nowhere .
Through Talha and Zaynab ,we will wander through the streets of old Lahore, together we will explore the magic that is Karachi, have a chai and some smokes and the story will unfold itself.
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(Beautiful cover art, as usual, is by xrigormortis)
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