THE MEPHISTOPHELES 🔞 BOOK 1 (Completed)

Chapter-37

Happy navratri / Subho Sasthi my dear readers

Author's pov

Anya looked at the book in shock and did not move an inch to pick it up from the floor.

"How the fuck I know urdu? How can I?" Anya asked herself in disbelief

"Samantha!" Anya whispered her name

"Maybe it is your ability from last life." she replied to the unasked question

"I am feeling sick!" Anya said as her head started spinning

"I will pick up the note book and keep it safely. You eat your dinner than sleep." Samantha said and picked the note book

Anya sat down and drank water to calm her racing heart down.

"I am not reading that book! I will throw it away or keep somewhere locked" she mumbled to herself

"Hey di! May I come in?" Ishita asked as she knocked on the door

"Yeah!" Anya said struggling to keep herself calm

"Sorry to disturb you but I wanted to read the book you bought. Can I read it?" Ishita asked

"Yeah, take it. No need to return." Anya said and ishita looked at her weirdly

"I mean no need to hurry! Read it peacefully." Anya added and bit her lips in distress

"OK!" Ishita said and took the note book and sat on the couch kept on the guest room

"You will not take it with you?" Anya asked as she does not want her to read it here only

She will love it if Ishita takes the book away and does not even return it.

"No! I will read it here and then keep it back." Ishita replied

"You know how to read Urdu?" Anya asked curiously

"Yes! I know Isha di also knows." Ishita replied

"The handwriting is so beautiful is not it?" Ishita asked

"Yeah! By the way Ishita what was that guy's name who died with his wife?" Anya asked

"Sheryaar Ahmed, that girl is bound to be his wife because why would he die with her if she was not his wife? Though no one ever saw his wife he kept her hidden for 1 year before this happened. And coincidentally this book is written by someone name Sheryaar only "Ishita said and smiled faintly

" Yeah! "Anya said now sure that it is same Sheryaar her oh so called husband from past

" This guy is so romantic every line of his shayari explains how much he loves his wife. "Ishita said but Anya chose to ignore her as her head will blast any moment now

" Ishita, can I have my dinner here? "Anya asked

" Sure! I will go now and tell someone to give you dinner here only. This book is a masterpiece. I am in love with the words, I am just thinking how lucky that girl will be who had a lover like him." Ishita said and Anya gave her a fake smile because only she knows how lucky she was in real

Ishita left and Anya opened the note book she opened the last page and only one shayari was there

" Mohabbat ke badle dhokha Naseeb hua hai
Wafa ke badle bewafai haat ayi hai
Aisa Zakhm diya hai Jaan e Sheryaar ne ke bharne ki koi gunjaish nahi hai
Jaan e Sheryaar ne Sheryaar ki mohabbat dekhi hai ab Nafrat dekhegi" (In exchange of love I got betrayal, in exchange of loyalty I got disloyalty, life of sheryaar has given such wound that it will never heal, life of sheryaar has seen sheryaar's love now she will see his hatred)