Pyar Ki Love Story | Short Stories | 1st Book |

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Mohabbat aur Jung mein yahi baat ek si hai
Ki
Be-fazool sa, be-kasoor sa
Khoon bohot behta hai

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"Hanaya! Main tumhari watch le rahi hoon," Hafya entered her room and her informed her while taking her watch from dressing table

(I want your watch,)

"Yeh kab liya tumna?" While taking it her eyes fall on anklet, she picked it, she doesn't remember Hanaya buying any jewelry for herself,

(When did you bought this?)

"Yeh woh Fasih bhai ne diya tha mujhe," she took her eyes off from her book and looked at the thing which Hafya was holding then replied her

(Fasih bhai gifted me,)

"Fasih? Woh tumhe gift kyu deta hai? Aur tumne liye kyu?" She couldn't control her anger

First she thought maybe it's just Fasih's one sided attraction but now when she heard them exchanging gifts she thought maybe Hanaya is the one who bewitch him

(Fasih? Why did he brought gifts for you? And you took it from him?)

"Woh toh tumhe bhi gift dete Hain, tum toh nahi Mana karti, yeh mere liye woh London se laye the that's why......"

(He also brought gifts for you and you take it from him... And he brought this for me from London so...)

"Woh Mera dost hai, main ussey gifts le sakti Hoon," she didn't let Hanaya complete her sentence

(He is my friend, I can take gifts from him,)

"Woh humara cousin bhi hai," Hanaya couldn't understand the meaning behind her anger,

(He is also our cousin,)

"Cousin Hai toh cousin ki hadd Tak hi raho, issey agey mat badhna Hanaya I'm warning you," she point her finger at Hanaya then left,

(Yes he is just cousin, don't ever think about anything else,)

"Mera gift," behind her Hanaya said but she didn't listen

(My gift,)

"Ugh! I need to buy another one," when her specs again fall on her nose, she huffed while putting it on her eyes

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Looking at the ceiling with a huge grin on his face he was imagine her

How would be life after marriage? He couldn't help but wonder

Tommorow Nimra is going to their house and here he is feeling nervous

But the better kind of nervous, you know that knot in your stomach, making it flip

Maybe that's what they call butterfly in stomach?

He turned to other side and closed his eyes, but his mind was still imagining her,

Life with her after marriage

He got up and leave his room, when sleep is nowhere then why not have tea? He thought

While going to kitchen he passed by Zaim's studio which lights were on,

He understood maybe Zaim is also having same situation as his,

Making tea for two, he headed to Zaim's studio

"Wow!" Zaim was painting when he entered there, Fasih couldn't help but praise when he saw his painting

"Fasih tum?" Zaim quickly put the sheet on the painting and looked at his younger brother