Chapter 14 First Night: Shattered Heart

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Aisa bhi kya milnasaath hoke tanhaAisi kyun sazaa humnehai paayi ranjhana vePhir se mujhe jeenatujhpe hai marnaPhir se dil ne di haiye duhaai saajnaa veLaqeeron pe likhdi kyun judaai

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Aisa bhi kya milna
saath hoke tanha
Aisi kyun sazaa humne
hai paayi ranjhana ve
Phir se mujhe jeena
tujhpe hai marna
Phir se dil ne di hai
ye duhaai saajnaa ve
Laqeeron pe likh
di kyun judaai

gair sa hua khud se bhi
na koi mera
Dard se karle chal yaari
dil ye keh raha
Kholun jo baahein
bas gham ye simat
rahe hain
Aankhon ke aage lamhe
ye kyun ghat rahe hain
Jaane kaise koi
sehta judaaiyaan

Chadariya jheeni re jheeni
Chadariya jheeni re jheeni

Aankhein bheeni ye
bheeni ye bheeni
Yaadein jheeni re

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As we safely arrived home, he graciously opens my door,

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As we safely arrived home, he graciously opens my door,

and I step out, greeted by the grandeur of our new abode.

It's not just a house; it's a palace, exuding an aura of timeless elegance. 

Chalein,His voice, as he suggests we retire to the room, soothes my nerves in a way I can't quite explain.

Nodding in agreement, we ascend the staircase together,

each step a silent testament to the anticipation building within me.

As we enter his room, he courteously excuses himself to change, leaving me to explore the space.

His taste in décor impresses me, emanating a sense of serenity and comfort.

Finding solace in the balcony's embrace, I lose track of time, enveloped in the tranquility of the moment.

Suddenly, his voice breaks through my reverie, Aayat main aapko kabse awaaz laga raha hu,magar aap kuch bol hi nahi rahin.

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