Story Of Hindu Girl And Muslim Guy.
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  • Parts 1
  • Time <5 mins
Complete, First published Jul 02, 2016
Mature
Hi friends ,this is a short story about a Hindu girl named ash and Muslim boy Rehaan they love each other a lot.
But the big issue is they belongs to a different religion .They meet at the age when they are innocent they don't know that what is love what the feel of love is exactly .The girls suffer a lot in her journey of love she belongs to a middle class family full of rules ,regulations and discipline. And same situation follow with RehaanThey met first time in their school when the girl was in class 8 and the guy was in 11class The guy first saw her through his friend he purpose her  and without any problem she accepts his proposal .After some months later her mom knows everything and scol her very badly and stop to go school she suffered a lot and rehaan was dying to talk with her .ash's father beat her badly just because she was in relation with others religion guy .rehaan was very afraid and he cried the whole day he really cares for ash that's why he decided to go Continued...
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