Rafta Rafta
"Galat kar rahi ho. " She warned her friend with eyes lined red with anger. Her friend only sobbed loudly, her whole form shaking due to crying hysterically. She said "Main nahi chod sakti usee! " She tried to stop her friend by shaking her strongly her chaddar coming loose of her hold, "Aur baki sab chod sakti ho? Apni izzat bhi! " A loud sound rang throughout the room, she palmed her cheek where her friend had slapped her, her cheek becoming red by second. "Tum kya mujhe samjhogi? Kabhi mohabbat jo Nahi ki kisi se! " her friend yelled loudly pushing her away. A pained scoff left her lips, "Gar mohabbat aisi khugarz hoti hai toh nafrat hai mujhe mohabbat se! " Her eyes turned soft as her heart ached for her friend, she once again called her out "Mat Karo aisa, tumhe Allah ka wasta! " She just smiled painfully at her and said "Mohabbat ke alawa nahi raha ja sakta, tumhe mohabbat jab hogi tab ilm hoga tumhe meri bebasi ka. " Her eyes turned determined with a clenched jaw she whispered "Kabhi nahi. Kabhi bhi iss dil ko kisi ke hawale nahi kar karungi wada karti hun khudse. " Seventeen year old Dua Farooq Mirza was blissfully content with her life. All of her life, she never longed for a thing that she would delusionally desire. She had always remained sane in her own bubble wanting nothing but peace but she was thrown into a whirlwind of emotions dominating one was heart clenching sorrow. She had never imagined herself falling in love but she was introduced into the world of Ishq only to land herself on the ground mercilessly.…