| Novel Name: | Jab Woh Pathar Moum Hua |
| Writer: | Nazia Kanwal Nazi |
| Category: | Rude Hero + Heroine |
Most Attractive Sneak Peak Of Jab Woh Pathar Moum Hua By Nazia Kanwal Nazi
"I don't know, you told me where Aunty and Taisha are, I had some work with them."
"They are not at home, they have gone to visit Siddiqui Uncle."
"It had become a topic in a minute, but Zarnisha had said, not caring at all.
"It's okay, I'll go later, I'll visit you in the evening."
"No.... Today, I'm sorry, you left here without my permission, remember?" "I will not see your face in Rakhna Zareen for the rest of my life." She had come against him. Zareen was very surprised to see his ugly face. "Samaan.... Hasn't your mind gone bad....?" "It hasn't happened yet, it might get worse after you leave."
"What are you saying, I don't understand at all."
"That's the problem, madam, you don't want to understand me or my wishes." How many months have passed since our friendship? I have never held your hand without your permission. Despite this, you do not trust me. You yourself are a stone. You have also considered me a stone. Do you know how many girls have died for me? I have not raised my eyes to any girl except you. Ever since I met you. End the chores, day and night, dream and in reality you are the one who is seen moving everywhere, the truth is told. Zareen, today and yesterday have become a torture for me....
She said with a light cold sigh and she came in a trance-like state.
"Zareen.... why don't you try to understand me? Doesn't your heart want me to break up with you? "Love me so much that you get lost in my presence and become intoxicated." The person who was unparalleled in her external beauty was now strengthening her siege around her simple self with her magical words in a very close and sweet tone, and she, like a helpless woman, was being defeated by the pounding of her heart despite the thousand cries of her mind. "Please.... you Are you mine...?“
“Yes”.... Bound by his magical spell, staring into his magnetic gaze, she sat as if she had lost all control over herself.
Then Samaan placed his strong warm hands on her delicate shoulders, whose entire being was like ice in those moments.
“From head to toe, I have only control over you....?“
His hands were slipping. While Zarinsha was gasping for breath, she was clutching at his whispering tone.
"Listen.... please"....
"No.... don't say anything now, please".... She was showing more and more helplessness. Then he placed his hand on her hot lips, and Zarinsha's own efforts to demand also failed. She tried to assert her dominance over his presence. She was doing it. Every action was unnecessary and she was about to melt away like wax, like a wax candle. However, before this storm of emotions could create a lot of problems in their lives, Nafisa Begum suddenly came like an invisible angel.
The sight that was before her eyes at that moment, that sight only made her eyes widen for a few moments. Not only was she not stoned, but she had also become very angry.
The daughter whose strength of character she was proud of
was not even proud. At that time, the presence of such a daughter in the hands of a completely non-mahram person was like a toy.
Her heart and mind were suddenly shocked. She was horrified to think that if she suddenly did not see her in the house today, she would not be able to What would happen if they came? If they were a few minutes late....?“
That day, after taking Zarinsha Afandi by the arm and bringing him home, she had beaten him so badly that his own hands had given the answer.
She was terrified thinking of her own ignorance and her daughter’s deception. She could not bear the thought that she would kill her daughter with her own hands that day and bury her without telling anyone.
Despite her efforts to hide it from everyone at home, she was unable to hide anything from anyone. The very next day, when Mrs. Yawar came with Samaan's proposal, he immediately rejected her proposal, disappointing her. If he had had the chance, he would have thrown her and her husband, along with the goods, far away from the greenhouse. She was also angry with herself for letting Samaan into the house? Why did she blindly trust her daughter and remain unaware of her movements, when she knew that in the presence of God, along with the good upbringing of children, there would also be a book of accounts of their good and bad deeds. If this happened, what answer would she give to her true God? Samaan's condition was worth seeing these days.
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Introduction Of Novel
"Jab Woh Pathar Moum Hua is a thought-provoking and emotionally intense novel that explores transformation, redemption, and the power of patience and love. The title itself symbolizes a hardened heart that slowly melts under the influence of sincere emotions and truth.
The novel revolves around characters burdened by pride, emotional distance, and past mistakes. As the story unfolds, cold attitudes soften, misunderstandings fade, and suppressed feelings come to the surface. The novel beautifully portrays how time, realization, and genuine emotions can change even the most rigid hearts.
With its strong narrative, deep emotions, and meaningful message, Jab Woh Pathar Moum Hua stands out as a compelling tale of emotional awakening and human transformation
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