The Love and Real Life
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dear readers my English writing is not so Good but I want to try may be you love my story.
this story is about a country where war is going on . a war of freedom .. in a small town a boy love a girl . the rules of Baluchistan ( Provence of Pakistan where the boy and girl born ) are very strict . mean a close culture found where love is band and No one openly express the love..
now I am going to introduce my characters. Mahnoor(the gril ) and shamim. mahnoor was so beautiful and innocent a silent girl never talked with any boy of her class . very Good in study field. every one was respect her.. that time she was reading in eight th class.. and another side a opposite character of shamim ( the boy who love mahnoor ) not so Good in reading .. No a wicked boy. he was class fellow of her. and he also have a sister in same class her name was shali. due to strict rules shamim never express his love inform of mahnoor but mahnoor was know something is fishy fishy.. now come to our story which
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