Tu Chahiye Novels & Stories

Tumko Hi Sajaya Maine Khwaabon Mein (I've decorated You in my dreams) Tum Ho Mera Pyar, Tumse Hai Karaar (You are my love, I'm satisfied only because of You) Tumko Hi Basaya Maine Yaadon Mein (I've resided You in my thoughts) Tumse Hai Nasha, Tumse Hai Khumaar (Intoxication is there because of You) Tumko Hi Sajaya Maine Khwaabon Mein (I've decorated You in my dreams) Tum Ho Mera Pyar, Tumse Hai Karaar (You are my love, I'm satisfied only because of You) Tumko Hi Basaya Maine Yaadon Mein (I've resided You in my thoughts) Tumse Hai Nasha, Tumse Hai Khumaar (Intoxication is there because of You) Tumko Hi Sajaya Maine Khwaabon Mein (I've decorated You in my dreams)

Dekha tujhe, socha tujhe Chaha tujhe, Pooja tujhe Meri khata, meri wafa Teri khata Kutch bhi nahin Maanga khuda se raat din Tere siva Kutch bhi nahin. Ek shaam ki dahleez per Baithe rahe woh der tak Aankhon se ki batain bahut Moonh se kaha Kutch bhi nahin Maanga khuda se raat din Tere siva Kutch bhi nahin. Jis per hamari aankh ne Moti lutaye raat bhar Bheja wohi kagaz tujhe

Dekha tujhe, socha tujhe Chaha tujhe, Pooja tujhe Meri khata, meri wafa Teri khata Kutch bhi nahin Maanga khuda se raat din Tere siva Kutch bhi nahin. Ek shaam ki dahleez per Baithe rahe woh der tak Aankhon se ki batain bahut Moonh se kaha Kutch bhi nahin Maanga khuda se raat din Tere siva Kutch bhi nahin. Jis per hamari aankh ne Moti lutaye raat bhar Bheja wohi kagaz tujhe

The Tux Fitting The tailor's shop was hushed, smelling faintly of fine wool and clean linen. It was a place where clothes weren't just made; they were crafted for destiny. The walls were lined with bolts of fabric that cost more than my first car, and the lighting was soft, designed to flatter every line. I stood on a small, elevated platform in front of a three-sided mirror, the final touches being made to the custom tuxedo I would wear to the engagement party tonight.

(x2) Tu hai toh mera wajood hain Tu hai toh meri talaash hain Tu hai toh shaamein khushnuma Tu hai toh luv ki pyaas hain [You are the reason of my existence] [You are the reason of my pursuit...] [My Evenings are filled with happiness because of you...] [You are the reason my lips feel the thirst...] Jiyare Likhun main tere naam saari umar

Something real and hard. Something hungry.

The only sound was that of one of my favorite song from Luka Chuppi Bulave tujhe yaar aaj meri galiyan Basaun tere sang main alag duniya Na aayein kabhi dono mein zara bhi faasle Bas ek tu ho, ek main hoon aur koyi na Hai mera sab kuch tera tu samajh le Tu chaahe mere hakk ki zameen rakh le Tu saanson pe bhi naam tera likh de Main jiyu jab jab tera dil dhadke

this is what I want. Have I found my purpose?

she was mumbling. "Huh? What?" Both the brothers said in unison then eyed eachother awkwardly. "Mmmmrian.....mmmm..." "Can this girl not speak clearly!" Ruzhaan mumbled angrily. Finally, they could make sense of her words. They got closer to listen.... "I want.... Chinese....pani puri....mmmm... manchurian...mmm...soo hungry...." Both the men sank thier heads disappointed and frustrated while Taha facepalmed.

"Whatever." “News, military channel, drama, or game show?” "Up to you." Fiona remember the normal when eating rice with Julia Regina, Julia Regina asked her what she wanted to eat, she just said "It's up to you, whatever", Julia Regina will go mad, strangle her, shake her warning: "Fiona, if you say whatever you want, I'm not human at will."