(Prologue is in Hindi as well as English. Initial chapters are currently under editing, will provide English translation for them too. Latest chapters are totally in English.
Let me know if you like it in Hindi or its okay if I write the coming chapters in English only?
Or other way is to give English translation to hindi context... But then it will be little time consuming... I'm confused!🤦
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[HINDI TRANSLATION]
"Hafid please mujhe jaane do" she pleaded him while tears were not leaving her eyes.
"Tsk tsk jaogi kahan tum? Haan? KAHAN JAOGI SHANVI BOLO!!" he was loosing his temper now.
"Kahin bhi.... Bass yahan se dur" she said wiping tears from her face.
"Meri zindagi mein aana tumhara faisla tha par nikaalna mera faisla hoga, aur mai tumhe kahin jaane dunga nahi ye baat apne dimaag mein daal lo" he pointed his index finger towards her brain.
"Kyu! Haan? Aakhir kyu?" her eyes again glistened with tears.
"Kyuki BIVI ho tum meri!" his voice boomed in the room to which she flinched a little. Dominance was clearly visible in his voice when he said 'Bivi'.
"Iska matlab meri azaadi ki kimat ye rishta hai"
"Kya matlab?"
"Matlab ye ki aap mujhe divorce dedo, fir toh aap mujhe jaane de sakte...." before she could complete her words a slap stung her cheek resulting her to fall on the ground with a loud thud. Clutching her hair in his hand, he made her stand on her feet. She tried hard to get rid of his hands from her hair but he was not letting her go.
The physical and mental pain she was going through was too much for her to handle. She never in her wildest dreams imagined HIM behaving like this. His anger, harshness was scarring her. He even slapped her! She was feeling vulnerable, broken, weak, someone who couldn't even fight for herself.
"DARE TO SAY THAT AGAIN" he challenged her clenching his teeth.
"Divorce chaiye tumhe? Haan? Ye khayal dobara dimaag mein laane se pahle apne parivaar ke baare mein soch le na... kya pata tumhari galti ki keemat un bechaaro ko bhugatni padhe!" involuntarily a sadistic smirk formed on his lips.
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[ENGLISH TRANSLATION]
"Hafid please let me go " she pleaded him while tears were not leaving her eyes.
"Tsk tsk where will you go? WHERE SHANVI? SAY IT DAMN IT!!" he was loosing his temper now.
"Anywhere... just away from here " she said wiping tears from her face.
"You came into my life with your will, but won't be able to go that easily.
You think that you can walk into my life then just leave whenever you want? Oh no no my dear wife....
I won't let you go ever ...UNDERSTOOD?" he pointed his index finger towards her brain.
"Why you are doing this to me?" her eyes again glistened with tears.
"...because you're my fucking WIFE!" his voice boomed in the room to which she flinched a little. Dominance was clearly visible in his voice when he said 'wife'.
"...that means my freedom costs this relation" she said defeated as if someone sucked out all energy from her body.
"What do you mean?" his eyebrow popped up in confusion.
" it means... if we get divorced then you can let me..." Before she could complete her words a slap stung her cheek resulting her to fall on the ground with a loud thud. Clutching her hair in his hand, he made her stand on her feet. She screamed in pain and tried to get rid of his hands from her hair but he was not letting her go.
The physical and mental pain she was going through was too much for her to handle. She never in her wildest dreams imagined HIM behaving like this. His anger, harshness was scarring her. He even slapped her! She was feeling vulnerable, broken, weak, someone who couldn't even fight for herself.
"DARE TO SAY THAT AGAIN" he challenged her clenching his teeth.
"You want to get divorced? If this thought ever crossed your mind again, you better be ready to face the consequences... afterall you would never want your family to suffer just because of your foolishness!" involuntarily a sadistic smirk formed on his lips.
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Shanvi developed a crush on Hafid the very first time she saw him.
Initially, Hafid was not interested in Shanvi but gradually started feeling attached to her. Till the time he realizes his feelings for Shanvi , it was too late.
Yes, he lost her. He lost her TRUST, her LOVE, her everything.
Anything that was left was her HATRED for him.
She hated him. She hated the fact that she fell for someone like him. She hated herself more for not listening to her parents and marrying him against their will.
She tried to get apart, but....
...one thing that he confirmed is, come hell or high water, he will make her his with or without her consent.
All the bumps, twists and turns waiting for you, are you in for the ride?
⚠️DISCLAIMER⚠️
This presentation is a just a work of fiction. I do not intend to hurt the sentiments of any individual, community, sect or religion.
Don't take anything personally and try to enjoy the story. And if something really bothers you which you think should not be in the story, please inform me I'll surely take an action about it asap!
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General Fiction[ Based on my personal encounter with a Pakistani guy, Abdullah Haseeb ] "I will escape, one way or another. No more walls." - Shanvi Mehra "I plan on giving her my heartbeat before I let her go." - Hafid Ali _-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_...
