Bonus chapter 🥰

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Hazerin Nazerin... Dekhti ankhoo aur parhne walo ko Mera Salaam...

Asalam o alaikum and hello everyone!

Here the last chapter as promised!

Hope you all enjoyed this as much as I did.

Read the next chapter I posted for further information about this book.

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Happy independence Day to all Pakistan readers today!!!!

And advance happy independence Day to my Indian readers. 🤍

᪥᪥᪥᪥᪥᪥᪥᪥᪥᪥᪥᪥᪥᪥᪥᪥᪥᪥᪥᪥᪥᪥᪥᪥

میں چاہوں بھی تو وہ الفاظ نہ لکھ پاؤں
جس میں بیان ہو جائے کے کتنی

Main Chahaun Bhi Toh Woh Alfaaz Na Likh Paun
Jis Mein Bayaan Ho Jaye Ke Kitni Mohabbat Hai Tum Se

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After 5 years

The real beauty and essence of mornings can only be experienced through tranquillity. There's a certain feeling, a certain connection with the universe we all are bound to feel when watching the night sky change colors and then see the sun make its way out, giving us another day to live, to experience, to grow, to fight and make it through.

The cerulean blue provides a feeling of calmness while the wild breeze induces a feeling of playfulness.

The sun shines brightly like the jovial dimply smile of one, while the tree provides shadow, like the protection of the other's embrace.

The warmth keeps the soul secure while the coolness of the wind keeps it wild. They say that opposite attracts, and nature has proved it at each step, with each moment.

The same happened in this household as she grumbled down the staircase muttering and cursing.

"Ek kaam Nahi hota ense... Pagal kardiya ha dono baap beti ne,"

A flash of something white caught her attention as she saw the little light of her life running towards the door when she called her.

"Where do you think you are going, missy?"

Not having time to explain as the little hurricane just screamed the answer and ran out all ready for the day.

"To help mama,"

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