Urdu Digest Novels & Stories

(its my choice what i do " trasnlation) "no its not your choice " i looked stunt towrds him "close your mouth or do you want me to do it for you ." i quickly closed my mouth and he smirked . "before you ask yes i can speak and understand urdu my grand pa told me but i can not talk that fluntely." "oh " i said and sit straight. "so my jan tell me something about you " "what do you wanna know ?" "anything about you ,like what you like , what you do in free time , who are your friends?

i was tired due to jet lag . Nest day came soon,my mom cooked halwa poori (pakistani famous breakfast)for me and i kissed my mom again and again. I was sitting in my room .suddenly my phone started ringing and looked at the caller id. It was an unknown number of pakistan .now i am currently using my pakistani number.I received the phone call "you are not gonna stop.stop following my bestie otherwise i will cut your balls into pieces and shove them into you mouth"the girl on the other side said with anger. I was stunned by her words

He thinks that I have finished my degree as I have shown him my fake degree. I can't let him know that I left my studies in between. "yeah whatever now tell me what did you made today I'm hungry," I said and he chuckled "I made undhiyu puri," he said and I licked my lips Undhiyu is a Gujarati mixed vegetable dish that is a regional specialty of Saurashtra, India. The name of this dish comes from the Gujarati word "undhu", which translates to upside down, since the dish is traditionally cooked upside down underground in earthen pots, termed "matlu", which are fired from above.

(Translation: Will you eat food or not? Urvashi's pen stopped in the middle of a sentence. She didn't immediately look at him. Instead, she let out a tired sigh and slowly closed her eyes for a moment before looking up. "Bilkul mann nahi hai khane ka." she murmured. (Translation: I have absolutely no desire to eat it.) "Kuch toh kha lijiye. Khali pet rehna bhi theek nahi hai." Raghu frowned slightly. (Translation: Please eat something. Staying on an empty stomach isn't good either.)

She mumbled as Mateo walks closer to her with his hands in his pockets. “Hmm, it has a very rich literary background. It was and still is widely spoken in many regions of South Asia, although, it has been modified through time.” For some reason, Faith felt a little embarrassed by her lack of knowledge about this language – she felt like Mateo was teaching her about it. “Can you even read Urdu?” She muttered. “Very little. I bought it at an auction. This is an original first edition book from the early nineteenth century.” Faith twisted her mouth, “Wow,” She breathed out, “What is it about?” She asked as she opened the book – not understanding a word it says.