Sargoshiyan

Sargoshiyan

Kehte hain, kuch mohabbatein be-aawaaz hoti hain-jinhe kehne ke liye alfaaz nahi, sirf ehsaas chahiye hote hain...

Nazia Jafari-the laughter of her home, the girl with dreams in her eyes and love in her heart. She grew up believing in love, in silent prayers and stolen glances. But when the man she loved never saw her the way she longed to be seen, she buried her feelings beneath smiles, hiding her heartbreak behind a façade of sunshine.
But love, when left unspoken, turns into longing. And longing, when ignored, turns into distance.

"Jo mohabbat khud se inkaar karti hai,
Wohi ek din sabse zyada izhar maangti hai."

Ibrahim Jafari-the eldest, the protector, the one who always put responsibility before desire. He convinced himself that love wasn't meant for men like him-men who carried the weight of their family on their shoulders, men who had once loved and lost. But when Nazia stops waiting, when her gaze turns away from him and someone else steps into her world, something inside him begins to unravel.

"Jo mohabbat ko samajhne mein dair kar dete hain,
Aksar unka dil sabse pehle uska qaid bana hota hai..."

Jealousy, longing, and love simmer between them in quiet glances and unspoken words. But when the past resurfaces and choices must be made-will they find their way to each other, or will duty and silence win once more?

"Mohabbat ki kahaniyon mein sirf ishq nahi hota,
Kabhi kabhi takraar bhi mohabbat ki nishani hoti hai."

Between old promises and new desires, between distance and desperation-how long can they ignore the whispers of fate?
Between stolen glances and silent battles, between whispered confessions and aching distances-will love find its way, or will it be too late?
Ya phir yeh mohabbat sirf sargoshiyon mein simat kar reh jaayegi-never spoken, never heard, yet always felt?

"Sargoshiyan... jo raat ke sannaton mein dil ke andar goonjti hain,
Jo nazar bhar dekhne se pehle hi palkein jhuk jati hain