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unexpected love.
Twist wala love.
Mohabbatien.
DEEDAAR-it means glimpse or sighting..
YAAR-means lover,sweetheart or a close buddy..
This Story Didaar e yaar based on love and friendship..
umm everyone knw what is lov...
Guys this story of 4 girls Base on friendship is a real story . who changed themselves and started to live their life when they met with each other. The broken hearts where stitched up when they met each other.. The girls gang MF3..
(only the part of dhoombros will be imaginary and when those bestie get separated )
I miss you guys so much. #maryfaryfatimfatin I just wished we could stay together.to enjoy more and make more memories..the memories which we have created within one year is unforgettable.. It makes me smile 😊all the time.. I can't even describe I how much I miss you guys.. Thank you for giving me my life my happiness my hope my confidence back and a big thank you for giving me Hussain Asif😉 I mean dhoombros 🤣❤️
I hope you people reading this book.
Sorry for my blubbering .
A friend is someone we turn to when our spirit need life. A friend is someone we treasure, for friendship is a life. A friend is someone who fills our lives with beauty, joy, and grace. A friend makes the world we live in, A better and happier place..
Love you all my dear friends..
This chap is my favourite one its true bcz (one of besties mf3 memories) like golden memory..
I hope you guys will love this chap.. I need lots of comments and vote..
Sorry once again
Enjoy
+++++++++++++ I woke up in the morning when my mom tried to wake me up for the 10 time. *sleepy head*
"omg it's 7:55 am already I m late"i saw the wall clock and rushed to the wash room i took a quick shower..
I wore white self design top till knee and white patayala shalwar after wearing legens inside and wrapped neck with dupatta
I straightened my hair.. Curl hair look messy.. I quickly grabbed my secret cell phone from my cupboard.. And msg him to drop me to the college and he replied saying OK
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I took my bag and put it on one shoulder.
"mama I'll have my breakfast in college with my besties.. I have to walk so far to catch my bus.. You know na mama" I yelled while stepping out from her room.
"Maryam beta Phir bhi break fast karlo" mom said calmly
"sorry mama next time. I m already late" i kissed on her cheeks "allah hafiz" i walked out of house
"thank God you are here already" I said with relief looking at my so called cousin bro and Sat on his bike to go to college.
"uh? Girls and their make up" he frowned in disbelief looking at me. I chuckled "wo tumhare bas ki baat nahi hay baby"
