I'm not lost :EXPLORING
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Son yayınlanan Çar, Ara 13, 2023
Love is just a word for some people, for someone love is emotion in short love is everything to them. For some people they sees love as a fantasy and bookish thing not a real thing to believe on.
What will happen when two opposite side will meet each other, will they separate from each other or will they stay will each other
Tuba daniyal, a beautiful, fair girl born and raised in America, when came to her home country after completing her education, a non religious girl knows not many thing about Islam, Not lost in exploring, a non practicing Muslim. Love is nothing for her, she has Philophobia and Nyctophobia.
||| Apne guzre hue halaat pe rona aaya,
Baat nikli to har ek baat pe rona aaya |||
Sarim haider, a handsome brown male, born and raised in India from a metropolitan city is a well known surgeon in his country and a practicing Muslim. A man that has no time for love in his life
||| Kitna asan hai zahir me wuzu se rehna,
Kitna dushwar hai batin ko namazi rakhna |||
What will happen when these two fall in love.
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Started: 25/oct/2023
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