| Novel Name: | Baharon Ke Sang Sang |
| Writer: | Iqra Sagheer Ahmed |
| Category: | Forced Marriage Based |
Most Attractive Sneak Peak Of Baharon Ke Sang Sang By Iqra Sagheer Ahmed
He was a famous politician. Both were in a tumultuous relationship. The girl had repeatedly rejected him, to the point that after marriage she stubbornly sought a divorce. Her brother and both of them hated this man. She has always rejected him in return for his desires. She has only been mad because of this man's sister, who was the mother of her brother's child and was his close friend. Today she left and came to his mercy forever. I don't know what he will do with her.
I... I am very ashamed... " She walked slowly and came closer and said. " Why?? " She asked in a sharp tone while looking out the window. The alienation and strangeness were full... " You are angry with me. I apologize for my previous behavior... " She said between irregular breaths... " Ha... Ha, the thought came very quickly. You have killed me a painful death in a moment... You had only one answer to the intensity of my love, my desires, hatred, only hatred... If you are in my reach, you are apologizing. To me??? "Don't ever hope for love again." He spoke harshly. His face was still on the other side of her. Above, the moon was shining brightly in the blue sky, everything bathed in moonlight looked magical and dreamy. The lights were off on the lawn below, only colorful lights were twinkling, whispering mysteriously to the slowly moving wind. At that moment, he looked like a child who, after much struggle, stubbornly gets his favorite toy, and when he gets that toy, instead of the joy of getting it, he forgets all the joy and excitement by remembering the pain and hardships he went through while getting it.
"She didn't understand me, I am so stupid that I couldn't hear the name echoing in my own heartbeat. There is a limit to ignorance and self-loathing, but I used to cross all the limits."
"Don't make dialogues that are in your heart. "There are feelings for you, I am well aware of them." "No, you are misunderstood. It is true, earlier I alienated myself from you because of Amma Jan and rejected you outright. I expressed hatred, but God is my witness that ever since you tied me in the bond of marriage, a change had started to take place within me..." She went ahead and placed her face on the back of this suspicious person, placing her hand, adorned with wide rings, on his shoulder, and spoke in a soft tone. For a long time, she had made this person a practice of oppression in order to achieve the fulfillment of her unfulfilled desires. Now in these moments, she wanted to end his suspicion and remove her regret, for which she had generously killed her ego and her self-restraint...
"When you were willing to get divorced. "He had pushed her away from him in anger. He had shaken his hand from her shoulder in such a way that, "Chin..." Chin" several red bangles had broken and scattered due to the hand hitting the wall. "I didn't want that." His voice started to wander, it was not having any effect on him. His bold expression of affection and love was like the beautiful beauty of the Vaisravas, he had become accustomed to every emotion and feeling in the room. Moving away from the window and adjusting the curtains, he sat on the sofa and started lighting another cigarette, then took two or three deep drags and looked at her with red eyes. "You have given me very deep wounds that have not yet healed... Think for yourself if I had signed these papers, today..." Today there would only be regrets and whenever you say this, I didn't want this, then what would the result be and did you want it or not, talk about it like this, whether you want it or not." "I would die" Tears started flowing from her eyes as her self-control and courage had run out. "Shut up, today is the first night of my new life and I don't want it to start with tears. Wipe your tears immediately" he said angrily, staring at her with angry eyes... " Come change your dress, I have no desire to see you like this." He was taking revenge by counting all the times. Laiba was getting angry inside after seeing his behavior. He got up and went towards the dressing room, when she came to the bathroom barely holding the lehenga and dupatta. Her beautiful shiny hands were shining in the bathroom. She took off the dupatta and kept it aside (her head was free from the heavy mountain). After half an hour, she came out of the bathroom. She was dressed in a beautiful pink georgette maxi. Which had silk embroidery on the half sleeves and neck and jewels. She had taken off all the jewelry except for the many bangles in her hand that did not come off despite her efforts. She had put a scarf around her neck. There was a charm of makeup on her face. With her golden brown thick silky hair that went down to her waist, she looked like an apsara. Her beautiful heart was like a bud blooming in spring. The flowers of the room In the light of the night bulb, his handsome face stood out magnificently. He was a masterpiece of complete masculine elegance. So handsome, so attractive that it would beat like a heartbeat in thousands of hearts. It would not be surprising if he were to beat like a heartbeat in thousands of hearts. With his dignity, his character, he was worthy of your desire. Her heart confessed to him truthfully for the first time. She watched his detachment and alienation from herself for a few moments, then suddenly a smile full of distrustful entitlement began to shine on his charming lips. He quickly moved forward, took out the cigarette that was pressed between his lips, and stubbed it out in the ashtray kept nearby. He did all this with a little hesitation.
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Introduction Of Novel
Baharon Ke Sang Sang is a heart-touching Urdu romantic novel that explores the journey of love, healing, and emotional growth. The story unfolds around characters who carry the weight of past wounds yet move forward with hope, much like spring that arrives after a long winter. The novel beautifully portrays how relationships evolve through understanding, sacrifice, and unwavering support.
Set against the backdrop of emotional turmoil and tender moments, the narrative highlights themes of trust, forgiveness, and the power of companionship. Iqra Sagheer Ahmed delicately weaves emotions with realism, making the characters’ struggles and joys deeply relatable. Baharon Ke Sang Sang is not just a love story; it is a tale of self-discovery and renewal, where hearts learn to bloom again alongside life’s changing seasons.
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