Miserable Urdu Meaning Novels & Stories

( What the hell) Noor spoke with disgust in her eyes and tone. Arman smirked and put her hands beside her on the door, holding them tightly. ' yeh badtameezi hai or Jo tum kerrahi ho wo kuch nahi?'. ( It's badtameezi and what's that, that you are doing?). Noor was confused, what did he mean?. She thought. And so voiced out her thought. ' Kiya Matlab? Or chorain mujhe'. ( What do you mean?, And leave me)

he muttered, letting Kazuma process all that he just said before. All his life he had been through stages and even wished if he wasn't brought into this word. he has lost everyone he had loved, including his parents and now his son life was been on the line. if only he could grab that witch and ripped her apart, as his blood seemed to be boiling skyrocketedly under his skin, that was the only way now he whispered under his breathe before opening his mouth to further the conversation.. please remember to give an honest review in the comment section, so that I'll improve and do better in my next chapter. I'm very grateful to you for talking you time to read my writing, thanks and lots of love

, I shouted with a long sob. "Surely, I own my little Mihu but not this Mihra who is already taken by another man. I am nothing but a burden to her life, to this inexistent marriage and now I freed her from this miserable forever.", he said every word so painfully and my heart ached in pain. "I am so sorry Abhi...I am nothing but an unlucky bitch who failed to understand a gem like you. I wish I was the same little Mihu whom you loved like she was your life.", I paused, hiccuping in my tears.

Urshia shook her head and left the room, disappointment marring her features. Suhayr felt like she was slapped in the face by someone she never thought would. Urshia never spoke to her like that, it's either she was soft or indirect but never so straight and truth filled. The woman is too nice and kind for her own good which is something Suhayr always adore but even the nicest sometimes have to break if they are hit hard. The disappointment dripped from each word she spoke, she didn't like that thing.

Na shiga ukwu He quickly open the gate wide " am beri sori oga, sori oga( am very sorry oga). I no no say na you madam say make I open door for, sori oga" Mansir shot him a death glare " you better not repeat that next time, if not, you will lose your job" Upon hearing this , the gateman quickly went down on his knees " forgive me oga, I no go do am again. No tell madam, please no vex" " stupid old fool" muttered mansir. " Get up and show me the way"

Ur cup is full. Gesinde ➡ Baby, pls forgive me! I know what I've done is bad, but we men have needs! Anna➡ Ehn? So you have need abi? I shouldn't have married an ungrateful bastard like you! So my body was not enough abi? I took you out from the gutter and now that you've made it, you're no longer interested in me again! You'll see! We women too have needs! I'll show you ur own medicine, what its like to be cheated on! Oh I know what you did to that poor student of urs, you're evil! And for what? Because he slept with ur side chicks? It hurts doesn't it? Now I'm going to fuck that boy right in front of you! I heard he has a big dick! I'll show you 🌶 pepper! Mugu!!

She wanted to enjoy those sweet snacks for a while until darkness drags her again to reality. The thing which bothered her was his unusual behavior and the last sentence he uttered to her. He looked so distant and cold whenever she met him but when he kissed everything felt like as if he had been dreaming it for so long. His last words shook the soul out of her body. If he meant them then she was in great trouble because one thing she was certain of that he was filthy rich. And her mother once told her, "Money can buy anything in this world! Happiness, love and life! Everything until god gets in the way"

she hiccupped, "uss ney muj sei shaadi kr li," (He married me) The ground slipped under his feet. His mouth hung open with surprise. His ears began to ring with a deafening ringing voice. All the color drained from her face. Her words echoed continuously in his mind. 'Uss ney muj sei shaadi kr li' (He married me) 'Zahra mje kabhi chorna mat' (Zahra never leave me) 'Kabhi nahi kabhi bhi nahi' (Never, never ever)

That I am in a movie acting or watching a soap opera, but I think I should brace this bittersweet fact: The Mazur’s are not honorable people like I thought. They don’t deserve the high praise that the nation accords them. They are monstrous beasts in disguise. They are heartless and insensitive. They are selfish and careless. They don’t have hearts, and if they do, they have stone hearts. They are rotten to their cores.

[Oh my heart never ever fall in love] Tujhko nehi izajate... [You don't have permission to fall in love] Dehliz se... na utar.... [Don't get out from your doorstep] Yeh shahar hai bikhra huya [This city is scattered] Isme toote hi dil rehte hein... [The city is inhibited by broken hearts] Iss dard se ae mere dil tera yeh poorapan sehte hein... [This pain and broken hearts are jealous of you]