Gandy In Urdu Novels & Stories

‘Apne aap ko na sahi, apni khushboo chor kr jaa rhi hu, (I am not there myself but I am leaving my fragrance with you) Saath nhi reh sakti, jana padega ab… (I can’t stay, I know I have to leave now…) Yaad aaye toh ise use kr lena, (I you miss me someday, use it) Tumhari Jaan, (Yours Jaan, Jaan is an endearment which means life in Hindi) Shayra ‘ Yash did not even realize when tears rolled down his eyes; she did not want to leave but still, she had to; he could not save her but she cared; despite all that he did to her she cared for him.

She headed to her left, to Pranabanta Restaurant, her workplace. ---- Definition of Terms: Thakurma - Grandma; Mashi - Aunt; Baba - father; Ma - mother; Rupees- currency like dollars; Namaskar - sounds Nomoshkar, greetings or hello.

I took a seat near her and started talking random stuff to her and also to the women from the beauty parlour. After an hour I go outside the room and ask my mother that how much time it takes Barat ( Jaan - Gujarati word for Barat) to reach here and she answered me that they are on their way and it'll take an hour to reach them to here after hearing this I go inside the room and take the same place and told them what my mother said me earlier. Meera's makeup and hairstyle are complete and they are now setting a pink colour dupatta on her head and another contrast colour dupatta set in Gujarati style.

(If you laugh I feel happy If you feel sad Then I cry, If you go away I feel restless, Just feel it once, It's called love) **** Pyaar tumse hai bata nahi sakte, Haq tumpe jata nahi sakte Kitni bedard hai meri majbooriyaan Manzil saamne hai kadam bada Nahi sakte....... (I can't tell that I love you, I can't say that I have right on you How bad my compulsions are The destination is infront of me

Na wo akhiyan ruhani kahin Na wo chehra noorani kahin Kahin dil wali baatein bhi na Na wo sajri jawani kahin Jag ghoomeya thaare jaisa na koi Jag ghoomeya thaare jaisa na koi Na toh hasna rumaani kahin Jag ghoomeya thaare jaisa na koi Na toh khusboo suhani kahin Na toh rangli adayein dekhin Na toh pyari si nadani kahin Jaisa tu hai waisi rehna

“Gudhiya(Indian pet name for beloved little girls), please let me finish what I'm about to say, don't change the topic like you did in the past. We know your career is your top priority, and we respected that. Even when everyone in our relation mocked us for giving you so much freedom, we didn’t say a single word to you, but beta ji now all of us think you should get hitched, if you don't want to get married before finishing your studies, just get engaged. You can complete your studies first, after that you can get married, but give us some face too Gudhiya .“ “Papa, Arsh bhaiya (Indian word for older brother) is a decade older than me, why don't to get him married before me.” “Chup ker Nala

Aavo Ji Aavo Ji Ghoomardi Khelva Ne Come and let's dance/play ghoomar Padharo Sa Ghoomardi Khelva Ne We welcome You to dance ghoomar Balam Thaaro Ghurar Ghurar Ghurraave Your beloved is growling from inside Aaj Mharo Jivdo Ghano Hichkaave, O Ghabraave Today my heart is hiccupping/skipping a beat Mann Mein Bhaave, Mharo Badilo Bhanwar Mann Bhaave My heart is in love with my beloved, it wants/desires my beloved a lot Chamak Cham Baaje Payal Baaje Baaisa Khele... The anklets are jingling as the girls/women are dancing/playing(ghoomar) Jhamak Jhamak Ghunghra Baaje The ankle-bells are tinkling Aao Sa Ghoomardi Khelva Ne (x2)

Suhayr rolled her eyes making gagging noises from behind her throat. "No, it's ganakawwa or something of that sort. Their language is quite hard." Tasneem pursed her lips before standing up seeing that Suhayr is finally done applying the lotion around her whole body. "Make it extremely light." Suhayr still demanded, eliciting an eye roll from her friend who gave a fake salute saying 'aye aye captain.'

Grady and I looked at each other as she stood before us, phone pressed to her ear, talking to Ghazi. "Okay, how about tonight? I mean if you're not too tired...no, I guess not, okay, here let me get you, Grady, he'll give you the meeting point for the meetup." She gave Grady her phone and he was speaking to her Iranian client to set up a meeting.

Darika: "Oh short name of chicken" Arthit: (-_-;) Darika: "Okay next round - Pumpkin, Laddoo, Dumplings, Buns, idly, rasbhari, malai chop" Arthit: (｡ŏ﹏ŏ) Suddenly, she thought deeply and said, "Laddoo?". Darika: "Laddoo, yes I'll call him Laddoo. We don't know if a baby is a boy or a girl so Laddoo is a nice name for my baby"