Diyar E Dil Novels & Stories

Both saw their lives, which lived in each other, covered in blood. Before seeing each other, their pain was just limited to wounds, making the bones wrapped in flash peep out. But after looking at each other, bleeding in those wounds, felt like their lives are bleeding. The only thing remaining after the partition was now happening. Both were standing on the edge of giving up their materialistic bodies, and the pursuing true beauty of aeonian love. Even though they were pursuing the eternal path, this was something they never thought of. Both were in unbearable pain, not because of the foreign pieces embedded in their body, but because of the pain the other would be feeling due to them. The

Tere sang yaara khushrang bahara tu raat deewani main zard sitaara (With you, O beloved, the spring is colorful, you are the crazy night, and I am the yellow star.) We sway with the music but I observe tears in her eyes. I pull her closer to me and whisper in her ear, "Why are you crying?" O karam khudaya hai tujhe mujhse milaya hai tujhpe marke hi to mujhe jeena aaya hai (It's a divine mercy, that I have met you. after dying on you only have I learned to live.)

JAY'S POV. The moment I stepped inside, Jake slammed the door behind me, pinning me right against it with a hard glare. His fingers curled tightly against my arms, triggering both fear and something hotter in my veins. “Tell me Jay, did you forget what you said earlier today? You called me a predator, yeah? You said I was disgusting. You said I was taking advantage of you,” he leaned in so close that his breath fanned my face, making me swallow hard.