| Novel Name: | Sirf Tumhari Mohabbat |
| Writer: | FJ Novels |
| Category: | Forced Marriage Based |
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"Who's there??" Areeba entered the staff room in fear. It was a private hospital and Areeba was on night duty. After checking all the patients, she was scared as she passed through the corridor. There were blood streaks. "I got shot..." "Bandage it without making a sound, otherwise..." Shahram said while showing her the pistol. She was shocked because that ruthless man had already taken two bullets out of his arm himself..." "But this is a police case..." She refused but was forced by her soft heart and immediately started bandaging it while Shahram's eyes were fixed on her innocent face... "Who is this..." Suddenly, the senior came on the rounds and she was left breathless... "She is my wife..." "Shahram lied with a smile on her face. She wanted to protect herself from the police but she didn't know that he was the SP... Her cousin, who she had run away from, whom she considered a cruel landlord...
Mamu took a deep breath and collapsed on the sofa as if the burden of years had fallen on his shoulders. "Areeba, those people are coming, your uncle... to ask for your relationship for Shahram..." This sentence was nothing short of an explosion. Areeba knew how much her uncles hated her two uncles. They were strict landlords from a rural background where a woman's status was considered equal to the tip of a shoe. Mamu always believed that Areeba's mother's death was not just an accident but a victim of their outdated traditions." But uncle, you said that I will never go there, those people..." Areeba's voice got stuck in her throat. Uncle rubbed his hands helplessly... "How can I refuse, son? He is my brother and those people are powerful, but I cannot send my daughter to hell. I am seriously thinking about Ibrahim's relationship. I have to decide soon before those people reach here and assert their rights..." Areeba remained silent, but an unknown fear began to rise in her mind. That cousin named Shahram, whom she had never seen, had become a terrible symbol for her. A shadow that was coming to darken her bright life. Areeba was standing by her window watching the rain pouring outside when suddenly a scene from the past flashed across the screen of her mind with all its warmth. It was a scene that she wanted to forget, but like a stubborn child, she remembered it again and again. It was the annual function of the university...
Where the sound of music, laughter, and a flood of colorful lights had come, the hall was packed with students. The stage was packed, a music band was performing, everyone was dancing, except Areeba, she was sitting on the chairs in the far corner of the hall, lost in a book in her hand. She was not interested in these colorful things. She had just come to register her attendance.
At that moment, a handsome and handsome young man entered the hall from the other end of the hall with the dean of the university. It was Shahram. He was not in a police uniform then, but there was a confidence of a bully in his gait and a sparkle in his eyes that distinguished him from the crowd. The dean smiled and pointed to Areeba sitting in the corner. "Shahram, look, that girl reading the book is your cousin Areeba." Shahram looked in shock in the direction where the girl wrapped in a blue scarf was sitting, uninterested in the surroundings. Shahram's eyes were fixed on her innocent and serious face. As if time had stopped there, he immediately took out his mobile from his pocket and dialed the number he had dialed. He wanted to shock her by sending her a message while sitting there, but seeing the block option on the screen, a sarcastic smile spread on his lips. "Well, Madam, you are so stubborn that you blocked your cousin without even hearing his introduction..." As Shahram's ego was slightly hurt, he picked up a fancy mask from a nearby table and put it on his face. Then he picked up a glass of juice from the waiter's tray and stood up straight like her. His only intention was to be naughty. He walked closer to her and deliberately but apparently giving the impression of a mistake, stumbled. The full glass of juice reflected on the book in Areeba's hands and her clothes... "Oh, I'm sorry..." Shahram apologized in his heavy voice from behind the mask, but his eyes were testing Areeba's reaction. Areeba stood up with a big smile. She looked at her deteriorating book and clothes in anger... Shahram cast an angry glance at the masked stranger, expecting her to shout, perhaps say something, perhaps utter a sharp sentence, which he could respond to and start talking, but Areeba disappointed him. She didn't say a word, just picked up her book bag and turned away in contemptuous silence. Shahram stood there. Her silence was no less than a slap in the face to Shahram. He watched her go. His ego, which had never bowed down to anyone until now, was challenged badly by this girl's indifference. He didn't know that this same silent girl was going to get on his nerves in the future. The merciless lyres of time had erased many of the images made on the sand of the beach. That colorful era of university, that carefree laughter, and that juicy incident had been lost somewhere in the melody of the past, but some lines were engraved on the stone that were not going to be erased... Years had passed, and that carefree young man had now transformed into a tough and principled SP Shahram, whose name alone made criminals tremble. But inside the iron shell, the same heart was beating that had been stuck in denial years ago. Shahram was standing by the window of the VIP ward of the Civil Hospital, watching the scene outside, where
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Introduction Of Novel
Sirf Tumhari Mohabbat is a romantic Urdu novel that revolves around deep love, emotional struggles, and the strength of true relationships. The story highlights how sincere love faces many trials such as misunderstandings, family pressures, and painful sacrifices. The main characters go through different hardships that test their loyalty and devotion to each other.
The novel beautifully portrays the intensity of pure love and shows that true affection remains strong even in difficult circumstances. With emotional twists and heartfelt moments, Sirf Tumhari Mohabbat keeps readers engaged and leaves a lasting impression about the power of genuine love and trust.
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