CHAPTER: 1
Hira: Faizan when ur gonna talk with ur parents
Faizan: soon a sweet heart…just wait a while….
Hira: how long should I wait u knows I have line of proposals for me…
Faizan: ya jani I'll just give me this wk
Hira: oki…chlao im sighing off..mama's caling
Faizan: hey like tht…atleast pyar se good night tu kahao….;)
Hira: Faizan….kuch sharm krlo….gud night..
Faizan: oki gud night…hugs…n …k….
Faizan and hira are two net friends tht r madly in love with each other ..thy met at chat club and soon become the best of the friends…slowly progressing towards a moment whn they find it too hard to pass even a day without talking..thy exchanged there cell no n so thy were in contact 24/7 with each other…
When the craving for each other reached a hight ..they agreed to meet each other..n now they at time met each other…either at hira's university or at time a restaurants away from there home….hira's life completely n souly revolve around Faizan and so as faizan's….
Fahad(faizan'sfreind): so why r u appearing so happy
Faizan: im gonna tell mom n dad abt hira
Fahad: ary bhi hira se humain kab mil wa rahy hoo…
Faizan: shadi per…
Fahad: aur uncle anty se kab baat kero gay
Faizan: aj hi..bs hopefully woh man jay….n mana ki tu koi wajha hi nhi hai
Fahad: chal bst of luck, mein chalta hon, mjhy ali se bhi milny jana hai….
Fazan: yeah aj kal tu Ali k ghar buhat jaraha hai…kya baat hai…
Fahad: dost hai mera , childhood, us ki ami ny bolaya hai, aj meri pasand k khana ban hai…oki bye…
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Faizan: hey jan, wish me luck….
Hira: for wht …
Faizan: mein ami se baat kerny ja rahoon.
Hira: really…I hope anty man jay..
Fiazan: meri jan ko koi mana kasa kersakta hai bahla…hira I just cant wait to hold u as mine…
Hira: fizannn…tum bhi na….
Faizan: kyun…don't u feel like that….bolo…bolo
Hira: hmm…I do …acha ab jaldi se jao, n tell me good news….love ya…
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Faizan: ami mjh ap se kuch baat kerni hai
Ami: han bolo beta…
Faizan: ami mein ny ek larki pasand ki hai
Ami: kya…tum ny khud hi pasand kerli….aur woh hai kaun…kaha mil gai tumhian
Faizan: ami woh meri dost hai…we know each other from 5 years,
Ami: university ki
Faizan: nhi woh…woh actually net friend hai…
Ami: tumhara deemagh tu nhi karab hogay hai..net friend ….kuch aqal ha k nhi..
Tumahra elawa aur kitny ko us ny behasa rekh hoga …uff
Faizan: ami plsss…hira asi nhi hai..aur us k mery elwa koi friend nhi hai…woh buhat achy ghar se belong kerti hai, educated hai,
Ami: Faizan..tum ny khabi soch hai ek net per jo larki kisi k sath ishq ker sakti hai ….woh normal life mein kiya kiya kerti hogi..
Faizan: ami whts the problem of her in being my net friend, mein ny kaha na us k koi asa dost nhi hai…
Ami: dekho beta mein tumhary bahly k liyan hi kaha rahi hoon, net per woh larkiyoon ishq larati hai , jo aam zindagi mein bhi asi kis k kam kerti hai…tum ny kabhi socha hai k , woh larki kis kayal k sath online ati hogi…this tht she wants to do frinshship with men, and than which evry will be the best she is gonna take him, n will play with him, ur to simple my boy….
Faizan: ami pls as nhi hai ap ek baar us se mil tu layain …pls ami..i really love her
Ami: and woh, does she really loves u, go and ask her not directly but indirectly how many friend she has on net, and then u'll get to know, I am right or wrong….if ur father is gonna listen to it , u know wht will happen. Jao us se baat kero….
Beta practically scoho, kasay us ny tum per atebar kerliya, aur shadi tak baat agai, achy ghar ki larkiyan asi nhi hoti, agar as hota tu jab tum ny usy propse kiya tha tab hi woh family ko involve kerny ki baat kerti, per nhi….woh tumhary sath her level per baat ker rahi hoogi haina….kiya tum apni behan ko is jaga rekh sakty hoo…..socho aur phir meray pass ana
Faizan: left from there but was in strange dilemma….her mother was right , may be they haven't cross the limits but has talked about almost everything, how many children they have, there wedding night, and loads of romace, she has never been uncomfortable abt all this, but mayb as she trust me aloot,
But kya waqi us k dost , I mean koi propse kerta tu tab bhi…
Faizan: hira online aao
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Hira: kya hoa jan pls batao
Fazian: kuch nhi ami ny sochny k waqt manag hai…
Hira: really ..chalo unhony na tu nhi kaha na
Fzizan: han yeah tu hai..acha pls mein yaha yeah baatein kerny nhi aya …
Hira: tu phir kiya baatein kerni hai…
Fazian: tumhain khabi ajeeb nhi lagata..i mean hum dodno tu husband wife ke tarha baateing kerty hain
Hira: nhi…kyun k mein tu tumhary baray mein sochti bhi wasy hi hoon …blush…
Fazain: oh really…samny tu aaoo…:P ;)
Hira: tumhari kismet….:P
Faizan: arya hira tumhar woh dost tha na net per, waji us k kiya hua
Hira: kuch nhi yaar, us se tu mein ny baat kerni hi band kerdi hai , actually woh mjhy mein interested tha per mein tu committed hoon
Faizan: nhi hoti tu
Hira: sochti :P…ROFL…
Faizan: oops dad is calling me sweet heart I'll talk to u later…
Hira: oki…keep me updating jan ..i just cant think abt losing u ..
His father was not at all calling hin but hearing she may think, made him a little doubtful abt his choice and his mothers word, so she use to talk with everyone like this, and its just me who was the first to propose that's y she said yes….but maybe she was teasing me….GOD mein kiya ker…her last words showed so much of worry for our future….
Hira was very much concern about why Faizan was asking like that but than she shrugged of these thought and n strt praying for his mother to say yes…she was pretty much involved him and moreover they way they have been talking with each other she knew she cant b of any body else….
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Faizan: ami pls..baat smjhy
Father: kiya samhjy….have u lost it, koi izaat k kiyal hai k nhi…asay hi ki sadak jhap larki ko utha ker hum apny ghar lay aay haan..
Fizan: baab pls….woh as nhi hai
Father: acha net per larko ko pahassati hai….educated hai yeahi kaha tha na tum ny..abhi tak us ny degree bhi mukamal nhi ki…
Faizan: woh bemar hogai thi islayn
Father: dekho Faizan us larki ko bhool ja…woh humar ghar ki bahu kahbi nhi ban sakti smajhi tum…asi larkiyoon jo 5-6 se baateinn kerti hai…2-3 ko pehasaati hain aur phir ek koi tumhary jasa bekra mil jata hai tu bs us se shadi kerti hai….magar as yaha nhi hoga samjhy tu
He tried hard to made his parents understand but they refused evrytime, losing hope and as he has nthing to do more, he called hira to tell he rthe truth …
Fiazan: hira
Hira: kya hua..tum itny low kyun ho
Faizan: hira ami baba nhi man rahy
Hira: kya..tum ny kaha tha tum man lo gay
Faizan: mein kiya ker woh nhi man rahy…mein ny her traha se khosih kerli per…
Hira: ab hum kiya keray gay faizan
Faizan: huain yeah baat yahin khatam kerday ni chaiy
Hira: wht did u said ..han…u always use to say that u will do anything to get me in ur life, and thn now whn its time to prof …tu tum bhag rahy ho…tum meray sath asa nhi kersaty
Faizan: mein apny parents k kilaf nhi jao ga..aur na hi ab aur un se behass kerskta hoon
Hira: Faizan tum asa kasy kaha sakty hoo…faizan pls kuch tu kero…hum ny tu kitna sab kuch soch liya tha, mein kisi aur k sath zindagi kasay guzaroo gi…pls Faizan mjhy asy maat chor
Faizan: bekar k behass maat kero hira…asa ab nhi hosakta…jitni jaldi man lo utna acha hai…yeah sirf tumhar hi liyan nhi meray liyan bhi muskil hai…plss…apna kayal rakhna aur hosaky tu mjhy maaf kerday na…..
Hira: Faizan, fazaaan…he cuted the phone
She droped her sefl on floor and cried whole night, she has placed faizan in her heart as her husband, she has lived with his imagination, lived with him, evey min, to evry extend, how can he just betray her, he just betrayed her, ditched her, his all promise all talks were fake oh lord….
She creid and cried until she was tred and sleep took over her….
In morning she has tried 100 times to call Faizan but he didn't attend it, he delbertly was ignoring her calls.
A, he knows nthing can be done now…
B, he was still in delima
C, he wants to end this here and move on..
But hira was extremely broken by his indifferent behiovour, thought somehow it was good for her, but than she was so much in him and gone so far that cuming back was too difficult, the words and act of his betrayal were difficult to forgot…
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