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notsoruhani · 10 months
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Aafia Shahid Ajbani 🪷
"Wo Mera Ishq tha jab mujhe ishq ka matlab bhi nhi pata tha.
Par jab dheere dheere hosh sambhala toh aehsaas hua ki ishq aur nafrat main sirf ek lakir ka farq h
Aur shayad unke liye main lakir ke uss paar khadi hu"
I am Aafia Shahid Ajbani. A simple girl of 21, settled in the city of Lahore with simple dreams. All my life i have only dealt with struggles but also among it all i have seen glimpses of true love. Since childhood, inspired by my parents love story I always craved for that 'ishq'. My soul longingly searched for it and my search came to an end when that day a boy picked me up, dusted me and tended my wounds not even realising that he was filling me with these unknown emotions as well. That day, i found my 'ishq' but my eight year old mind would have never comprehended what future held for me.
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Salam Namaste✨🙏🏻
Toh aapki lekhika sahiba ne apne khayalon se ubhri Mallika ka pehla chota sa description daal diya h...🥹🤌🏻✨
Humare hisaab se jo naam humne socha h wo unpe kaafi had tak jachta h😌✨
Anyways neeche comments main bataye ki aapko unki pehli jhalak kaisi lagi
Aur jald hi hum apne hero ka bhi description daalenge toh aap sab apne notification bhi on karlein taki ki unki bhi pehli jhalak aapko sabse pehle mile🤌🏻✨😏
Tab tak ke liye Tata bye bye🫡
PS. I am also gonna soon add her aesthetics so be ready for that as well😏
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syeda-hareem · 1 year
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عورتوں میں ایک خدادا وصف ہوتا ہے کہ مریض کی شکل دیکھ کر ہی پہچان لیتی ہے کہ وہ کتنے دن کا مہمان ہے
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eduantra · 7 months
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Famous circus is on the verge of closure today | The Hindi stories | Best Hindi stories | #story
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flamesstuffsworld · 9 months
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Listen, your cheating on me was not even such a wrong decision, maybe as much mine was to go away...
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khhushi · 9 months
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5:00 a.m. ginger tea
My maternal grandparents have been my personal couple goals, always were,always will be.
My parents were busy when I was young, too busy to take notice, so my nana nani would hold my hand and take me places, I’d travel with them, study with them and play with them.
Without fail they were my favourite all through my life, you know how they say you look too close and the roses turn black but with them they always bloomed.
My nani was 17 when she married nana and he was 24, and not once does she look at her marriage of more than 50 years with disdain, she always has a glint, a sparkle in her eye whenever she talks about him, her smile has crevasses of mirth in them and if you listen to her talk about it you can feel the mirth and bliss of her married life flow into a piece of you.
Nana was a smart, young man. And as nani has told me hasn’t missed a single day since the day they’ve married to get up at 5 to make her bed tea and just sit and have a chat, they would start their day by talking to each other, by immersing each other in the anxieties and anticipation of what’s to come. Even when I was sleeping between them, I was never disturbed by their conversation at 5:00am, because it was never loud or angry it was a sort of calm that looms when the rain taps your window sill, there’s sound but it never feels like noise.
So for me I would know it’s 5:00am when I would smell the ginger of their tea and sleep peacefully knowing it was the smell of love.
My nana was a mathematician, he would make me sit down and study, he would give me 100 questions to solve a day and I would cry to nani about her cruel husband, and she would not once negate him but would whisper in my ear that I was given the challenge only because I could take it.
They were always a team, no matter who or what came they would hold hands and walk through.
My nana never called nani by her name, he called her ‘mahatami’ , loosely translated it means the greatest soul, not really the most romantic name for a wife but definitely the most respectful one in my opinion, and for me that become my definition of love, respect, for me they became my definition of love, I smell love in the aroma of hot ginger tea.
A few years ago, while making one of these bed teas my nana suffered a stroke, he lost his memory for a good chunk of a year and it was a slow and devastating process to bring him back to the mighty force of a man he once was. I visited him and he didn’t remember me, it is still the most painful memory of my miserable existence, how I wished he’d give me a 100 questions more to solve, I wanted to remind him of me, I wanted him to remind me of my capability.
He’s not completely better but the worse has left us. It was terrible for all of us but it was the worst for nani, he didn’t remember her, the love of her life struggled to remember his relationship with her let alone what he used to call her, he’d get frustrated and shout and my nani would burst into tears, for the first month or so of his recovery she was an absolute mess, she had lost her husband and was trying to find his reflection in this man in front of her.
After the initial trauma of it all, I saw something change in her, she was no longer bursting to tears but now she would sit and talk to him for hours to remind him of the great life he had lived, of the love they had shared, of the children they had made, of the home they curated out of everything they had. When he asked her who she was, she replied your ‘mahatami’.
After 52 years of their marriage for the first time, She started to get up at 5:00am to make him bed tea now. She did that till he was capable enough to do it again, it was painful and heartbreaking but she didn’t give up on the man she loved, she brought him back.
Today when I’m older and I again, to find some solace, get up early to have tea with them. I listen to them talk, my nani still talks of her marriage with a sparkle in her eye and my nana weaker but still there, still deeply in love with his wife, smiles. They still talk of the life they’ve lived and the love they’ve shared, and I still smell the ginger of my nana’s hot tea and I know it’s the fragrance of love.
~ Khushi Gupta
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urdukahanimarkaz · 1 year
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New Heart Touching Story 2022 Stories in Urdu Hindi Urdu Kahaniyan 2022 160
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akshutv · 1 year
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Shaapit Murti | शापित मूर्ति | Hindi Horror Stories | सच्ची कहानी | Horror Kahaniyan | Akshu Tv
हम सभी अपनी डेली लाइफ मै कई मूर्तिओं से रूबरू होते है! पर कभी अपने सोचा है की जो मूर्ति आपको मन मोहक और सुन्दर लगती है उस के अंदर कोई । आत्मा या किसी भयानक चुड़ैल का वास हो? सोच कर ही दिल देहल जाता है! ऐसा ही कुछ हुआ हमारी इस Horror Story कई एक रोमांटिक कपल के साथ जब वो एक मूर्ति अपने घर ले आएं! और उन्होंने महसूस किया की उनके साथ और कोई भी अब उसके साथ रहने लगा हैं! अगर आपको ये Hindi Horror Story अच्छी लगी तो वीडियो को लाइक जरूर करें, और हमारे चैनल Akshu Tv को सब्सक्राइब करें
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ajabkahaniyatv · 1 year
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abboss · 1 year
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GAUTAM BUDDHA
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GAUTAM BUDDHA KI KAHANI हिंदी में ( NEW 2023)
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notsoruhani · 10 months
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Salam namaste,🙏🏻
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I am very much new here and i wish to start writing few shot stories here jo mere dilo dimaag main ghar kar jaati h 💗🧠
And na na na naaaa😏...they are not just random stories they would be full of cultures and diversities, har ek main panipuri jaisi khatas hogi, jalebi jaisi mithaas hogi, aur shayad kuch main karele ki kadvahat bhi...🫡😂
Par har kahani main aap pakistan aur hindustan ko mehsoos karenge...ye mera vaada h🥹
In all of my reading years i have come across only a number of good desi books because in the rest of them that zaayeka was very much missing 🤌🏻
And after reading the good one's all these ideas popped into my mind at random... 💡 ofcourse i didn't know where to actually post them so people could actually enjoy them and with it their culture as well🥹🥹✨✨🤞🏻
But now I have *drum roll 🥁* TUMBLR!!!!!✨
I am gonna post all my stories and one shots or whatever pops into my mind right hereeeeee💃💥
Slowly and steadily it'll all hopefully would match my expectations 🤞🏻
Anddd mujhe pata h aap logo ko "DESIBLR" kitnaaaaa pasand h😜😜
So pls join me in this journey🥹,
Jahan main apne khwabon ke shehzaadon ko panno pe utarungi<3
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Bahut bahut shukriya 🍷✨
PS aap apni pyaari lekhika ke liye ek pyaara sa pen name 🖊️ bhi suggest kar sakte h 🤌🏻🥹
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i-am-kind-of-lost · 2 years
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Kahani is so good.
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flogartsblog · 3 days
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The Boys and The Frogs || लड़के और मेंढक || Moral Story.
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chefrishabhsingh · 5 days
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लालची दूधवाला | Viral Kahani | Moral Stories | Stories in Hindi | Tales
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नव दुर्गा माँ शक्ति पर कविता l Poem On Navratri In Hindi l #navaratri #v...
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hindikala · 1 month
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Premchand – Shaap | मुंशी प्रेमचंद – शाप | Story | Hindi Kahani #Premchand #MunshiPremchand Read here: https://hindikala.com/hindi-literature/hindi-story/munshi-premchand-hindi-story-shaap/
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urdustory · 1 month
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