Aashna ~ 1

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So... This isn't a new story but recreation of Ishq Di Bajiyaan

As soon as I finished IDB, I knew something is missing from it. But as always, I was very lazy to correct it and re write it

But now I have took it down from PKLS and decided to re write it here

Many things will be changed but obviously plot and characters are same

Those who have not read this, trust me you'll love this story. Though first few chapters may seem boring and cliche but stick to the end 😁

Those who have read this (I know you won't do this but let me write a note.) Please, don't write spoiler in comment 😬 (this is an embarrassed smile, not angry look.)

Okay! Note khatam... Waise bhi I don't like writing notes in beginning but this was needed

Enjoy!!!!

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Dil-e-masoom andhero se darta bohot hai
Mere aangan mein koi Chand ugao janaa

Dil-e-masoom andhero se darta bohot haiMere aangan mein koi Chand ugao janaa

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Moon was sleeping in the arms of sky, while stars were hiding behind grey clouds. Night was darkening while roads were empty.

Two story white Haveli of Yazdani was silent and dark, indicating that everyone has long gone inside of their respective rooms. Except for one person.

A dim ray of light was coming from third room of second floor, window was opened and curtains were flowing with breeze

Soft tinkling of payal could be heard from room, as a young lady was taking her steps around the room,one hand holding her phone which was attached to her ear and other hand was playing with her auburn brown hair. Her baby bump visible in her loose soft red kurti

"Aap hamesha aisa hi karte Hain." Meher complained to the person on the other side of the phone

(You always do that.)

"Jaan ke toh nahi karta na. Ab Kya karu zaroori kaam agaya...."

(I don't do it intentionally, there is some important work which need me.)

"Aap aur apke zaroori kaam. Aisa lagta Hai jaise Meri koi importance hi nahi." Gruffily, Meher interrupt his sentence, which made Sahir Yazdani smile

(You and your important work. Am I not important to you?)

"Tumse zyada zaroori toh mere liye Meri zindagi bhi nahi."

(You are more important to me than my life.)

"Baatei'n mat banaiye, inse main nahi manugi."

(I won't get in your sweet talks.)

"Main waha akey Mana lunga."

(I'll make it up for you when I'll return.)

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