Once a sarriyal, always a sarriyal, she thought.
What kept you distant from me?” she asked. By now, she had regained enough confidence to start a discussion.“Fear,” he replied.“What kind of fear?” “Fear of facing people’s objections. Fear of putting...
Why did you leave my hand? I’ve never felt so good, she thought. I felt good too, he thought.
Well…speaking of rights, every single human on the face of this earth is entitled to achieve the basic education; no matter what religion, caste or race they belong to. I’m really against those people...
I don’t want to let you go. Not now. Not ever.” While she said this, tears streamed out of her eyes. “I’m here with you. Always,” he murmured softly against her hair. “I love you, Ahmar. I love you so...
Never judge a situation merely with a negative perspective. Look at the positive side too,” he added. “And if you do that, you will eventually feel better.
I like the change then.” He held her hand again. “Change is inevitable and sometimes it is good.” He smiled.
All I ever wanted is you, Miss Zarish,” he said while pulling her closer to himself.
Everything is a part of destiny’s plan and I believe true love awaits its destiny.
Don’t you ever cry again, Miss Zarish,” he said in a strict but mild tone. “I would rather die than see tears in your eyes.
Poverty is everywhere, Zarish. People should have the courage to get out of the vicious circle of it.
There is nothing right or wrong in love. Where there is love, then there is nothing but only love.
