#jaan hain aap meri

[mayakimayahai]

Watching kohli get a winning century against Pakistan is absolutely cinema

[pyaariposting]

when Mahmoud Darvish wrote,

"Do not be absent for too long then come and ask about how I am, details die with time and stories change."

and when jaun elia wrote,

"aap ab puchne ko aaye hain, dil meri jaan marr gya kab ka."

[qalbofnight]

Reading Parveen shakir gives college vibes but in urdu aesthetic eraaa "Parveen Shakir"

Apne bistar pe bahut der se main neem-daraz

sochti thi ki wo is waqt kahan par hoga

Main yahan hoon magar us kucha-e-rang-o-bu mein

roz ki tarah se wo aaj bhi aaya hoga

Aur jab us ne wahan mujh ko na paya hoga!?

Aap ko ilm hai wo aaj nahin aayi hain?

Meri har dost se us ne yahi poochha hoga

Kyun nahin aayi wo kya baat hui hai aakhir

Khud se is baat pe sau baar wo uljha hoga

Kal wo aayegi to main us se nahin bolunga

Aap hi aap kai baar wo rootha hoga

Wo nahin hai to bulandi ka safar kitna kathin

Seedhiyan chadhte hue us ne ye socha hoga

Rahdaari mein hare lawn mein phoolon ke qareeb

Us ne har samt mujhe aan ke dhoonda hoga

Naam bhule se jo mera kahin aaya hoga

Ghair-mahsus tareeqe se wo chaunka hoga

Ek jumle ko kai baar sunaya hoga

Baat karte hue sau baar wo bhoola hoga

Ye jo ladki nai aayi hai kahin wo to nahin

Us ne har chehra yahi soch ke dekha hoga

Jaan-e-mahfil hai magar aaj faqat mere baghair

Haye kis darja wahi bazm mein tanha hoga

Kabhi sannaton se vahshat jo hui hogi use

Us ne be-sakhte phir mujh ko pukara hoga

Chalte chalte koi manus si aahat paa kar

Doston ko bhi kis uzr se roka hoga

Yaad kar ke mujhe nam ho gayi hongi palkein

Aankh mein pad gaya kuch keh ke ye taala hoga

Aur ghabra ke kitabon mein jo li hogi panaah

Har satar mein mera chehra ubhar aaya hoga

Jab mili hogi use meri ala'lat ki khabar

Us ne aahista se deewar ko thaama hoga

Soch kar ye ki bahal jaaye pareshani-e-dil

Yunhi be-wajah kisi shakhs ko roka hoga

Ittifaqan mujhe us shaam meri dost mili

Main ne poochha ki suno aaye the wo? kaise the?

Mujh ko poochha tha mujhe dhoonda tha chaaron janib?

Us ne ek lamhe ko dekha mujhe aur phir hans di

Is hansi mein to wo talkhi thi ki is se aage

Kya kaha us ne mujhe yaad nahin hai lekin

Itna maaloom hai khwabon ka bharam toot gaya!

[mashriqiyyah]

Hum insan baaz cheezon aur logo'n ke kho Jane ke mehaz tasawwur se bhi dar jate hain. Hum kehte hain, Aisa kabhi na ho, agar aisa hua to hum mar jayenge, ya ye na hua to zindagi ko jeena mushkil hojayega, ya ye ek Shey hai jiske baghayr hum nahi reh sakte...

Lekin pata hai phir kya hota hai? Jab hum kisi pyari shey ya insan ke humse door chalay jane ke khauf ko apne andar yun sambhalkr rakhte hain, ke phir wo khauf kahin na kahin humaray aur Allah ke talluq me dakhalandazi karne lag jaye to pata hai Allah subhanhuwata'ala kya saabit Karwa Detay Hain humpar? Ke duniya me aisa kuch nahi hai, Siwaye Allah Ki Zaat ke, jiske baghayr insan "jee" nahi sakta ho.

Wo khwaab jisko Haqeeqat banane me insan din raat ek kar de, wo aankhon ke saamne khaaq ban jata hai aur insan bas Bebasi se usay dekhta reh jata hai. Wo insan jisay hum apni jaan ke upar bhi tarjeeh den, wo iss qadar mayoos kardeta hai, ke ussay doori banane ke alawa koi raasta nh bachta, ya phir zindagi aur maut ka waqt uss insan ko humse door zameen ke neechay le jata hai aur hum Matti ki qabar par ronay ke alawa kuch nahi kar sakte. Allah aisa waqt Dikha Detay Hain, ke hum apne mehboob logo'n, cheezon, aur khwaabon ko apne haathon se dafna dete hain...aur uss waqt zehn me ye khayal aata hai, ke shayad iske baad saans band hojaye. Shayad ab kisi bhi lamhe zindagi khatm ho jaye. Lekin na saansein band hoti hain, na zindagi khatm hoti hai. Aur phir waqt ke saath, qarb me jeetay hue humein samajh aajata hai ke duniya ka sabse bada sadma ye hai, ke hum khatm nh hotay jab humari pasandeeda cheezein khatm hoti hain. Hum jee rhe hotay hain, chahay uss jeenay ki Wahid alamat ye ho ki hum saans lerhe hain. Tootay khwaab, bichhre hue mehboob aur gumshudah cheezon ke saath hum chalte rehte hai , jab tak meyaad hai, jeetay rehte hain. Ghum se bhari raaton me apni saansein aur imaan ko bachane ki koshish karte hain, kyunke Momin Nakeel Lagay oont ki tarah hai, jidhar usay le jaaya jaaye udhar hi chal padta hai. Momin umeed nahi haarta, Allah ke Reham se mayoos nahi hota, Momin har haal me Shukr aur Sabr ka aadi banta jata hai. Sabr ka pyala labrez bhi honay lag jaaye, to Momin yahi kehta hai,

Aapko raazi karne ke liye mai sabr karta rahunga (ya Allah) halanki mera Sabr mujhay jaan se maar raha hai. Ye meray liye kaafi hai ke Aap mujhsay raazi Hon, phir chahay mera Sabr meri jaan hi kyun na le.

✍🏻 ~ mashriqiyyah

[deadgirltalkingpoetry]

Zakhm-e-umeed bhar gaya kbka, kais toh apne ghar gaya kbka,

Aap ab puchne ko aaye hain? Dil meri jaan, mar gaya kbka

-Juan Elia

[blogbyher]

Mahmoud Darwish ones wrote Do not be absent for long then come and ask about how I am, Details die with time and stories change.

And Jaun Elia said Aap ab puchhne ko aaye hain dil meri Jaan mar gya kab ka

[phuljari]

social media au! part 5

summary : khushi is a model and influencer; arnav just seems to stumble upon her profile one day— not so much by accident. (or what if khushi fell in love at first sight?)

warnings : hindi mostly, online stalker!shyam, FLIRTING

a/n : i am...trying something new (by using the word prompts) #IPK 13th Anniversary Fiesta @arshifiesta

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Unknown: Tum theek ho?

Unknown: Khushi???

Khushi: who's this?

Unknown: Arnav Singh Raizada 😒

Khushi: haan toh muh kyu bigaad rahe hain aap?

Khushi: accha ab samjhi, jiska naam hi aisa ho... 😂😂

Arnav: Haha

Arnav: Matlab tum theek hi ho. Fine, gtg, ttyl

Khushi: arrre

Khushi: aise kaise???

Khushi: aapki wajah se chot lagi hai!! hello!!

Arnav: Meri nahi, tumhari bewkoofi ki wajah se lagi hai

Arnav: Who told you to wear heels? On concrete??

Khushi: your stylist 😭😭

Khushi: 🤔🤔

Arnav: Kya?

Khushi: hum toh aapko puchna hi bhool gaye

Khushi: why were you at the photoshoot today?

Arnav: 😒

Khushi: kya? jawab dijiye!

Arnav: Leave it

titaliya_k

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titaliya_k when you're doing a photoshoot outdoors and injure yourself

p.c. @/payaliyaa for accidentally snapping this when she was actually trying to snap the pic of the bruise to show mom

btw heels from @/ardesignhouse's spring collection if you're wondering 😌

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nandiii Khushi ji! Ye kya hua aapko?? Are you okay?

⤷titaliya_k i'm fine now, nanhe ji <3

⤷gulabo_devyani Bitiya. Aap. Kuch din. Shantivan. Aaye. E haalat. Maa. Akele. Rehna Theek. Nahi. HAI

⤷titaliya_k aree nani ji! hum bilkul theek hai, aap chinta mat kijiye! jiji hai na!

⤷aakash_r Nahi Khushi ji, Aise nahi chalega. Humari galti ki wajah se chot lagi aapko. You have to give us the chance to make it up to you!

⤷hari_prakash Hum aapki poori khatidari karenge didi!

⤷hari_prakashkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk

⤷hellohibyebye jaroor tumrhi taang aayi hogi phati saree ma, hello hi bye bye

payaliyaa Chutki! Chot lagi hai, ye bhi kya sabko batane ki cheez hai?

⤷titaliya_k jiji tum kaam pe dhyan do, kya baar baar phone dekhti rehti ho 😒

⤷payaliyaa You tagged me???

hayerenandkishorekaahai HAYE RE NANDKISHOR E KAA HAI SANKA DEVI

hayerenandkishorekaahai KAA KAR BAITHI HO AB TUM HAIN?? JAB DEKHO TAB TITALIYA KE JAISAN PHUDAKTI REHTI HO hayerenandkishorekaahai TUMHARI AMMA KITNI PARESHAAN HAI, PHONE TOH UTHAI LYO U KA hayerenandkishorekaahai SHASHI BABUA KO BUKHAR HUI GAYA HAI AB TUMHARI AMMA LUCKNOW SE DELHI NAHI AA SAKAT

hayerenandkishorekaahai TOH U HUMKA JAANE KO BOLI HAI

hayerenandkishorekaahai TUMHRE GHAR KA PATA TOH BHEJO

usershyam Oh no Khushiji! Aap theek toh hai? Hum aapke liye ek khaas malam bhej te hai, zaroor lagayega!

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shyamjha Khushi ji ek baar humara call toh utha leti, aap se kitne baate karni hai, aapke haal chal puchne hai. Hume aapki kitni chinta ho rahi hai aapko pata bhi hai?

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shyamjha Aur ye kon hai jisne aapko apni bahoon me uthaya hai 😠😠

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theshyamjha Humse ab bardasht nahi ho raha Khushi ji! Aap jawab nahi dengi toh humein hi kuch karna padega!

amanmathur Sir??

user1 omg who's this handsome hunk khushi?

⤷user2 I've heard she's dating her boss

⤷user1 ewwww whooo????

⤷user2 @/arnavsinghraizada

⤷user1 ngl if i was her i'd date him too

user3 So happy for you guys!!

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Khushi: * screenshot attached*

Payal: 🤣🤣🤣

Payal: Buaji insta pe? 🤭🤭

Khushi: dekho na jiji, ab inko mana kaise karein?

Payal: Ruko hum Maa se baat karte hain

Khushi: woh toh humne kab ki karli

Khushi: papa ka bukhar utar gaya hai par unko zaroorat hai maa ki

Khushi: aur hum bole ki humari jiji hai na, par maa ne daant diya bilkul

Khushi: ki nai, ab toh buaji hi aayengi

Khushi: jiji, ab tum hi kuch karo varna humara hai re nandkishor ho jana pakka hai 😭😭😭

Payal: Are Khushi, buaji aayengi toh accha hi hai na, ab mai tumhe sambhalu ya phir ye sab inquires?

Payal: Aur tumhe pata haina ki papa Abhishek se baat karne pe kitna zor de rahe hai

Payal: Wo bhil milne bulate rehte hain, ab hum isme tumhara dhyan kab rakhenge?

Payal: Phir bhi ek baar baat karte hai hum Maa se

Khushi seen

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Khushi: * screenshot attached*

Khushi: ab iska kya matlab hai??

Lavanya: Kiska?

Khushi: that eye roll emoji

Lavanya: Kaha?

Khushi: yaar screenshot bheja hai, khol toh sahi 😭

Lavanya: Oh haan, ek min

Lavanya: OMG ASR LIKES YOUUU

Lavanya: LOOK AT THOSE WORRYING TEXTS OMGOMG

Lavanya: CAN YOU BE MORE IN LOVE??

Khushi: hein

Lavanya: You're so stupid Khushi, I feel bad for you sometimes lol

Khushi: what did i miss? 👀

Lavanya: Arey! He came to the photoshoot for you!

Khushi: 😮

Khushi: that.... makes sense? lol

Khushi: omg he was worried for me

Khushi: and i completely ruined it 😭😭😭

Lavanya: You still have time to make it better, RUN!

Khushi seen

(1) message from thekhushigupta

thekhushigupta sent you a post by titaliya_k

arnavsinghraizada ???

thekhushigupta dekho dekho

arnavsinghraizada And?

thekhushigupta yaar aap bhi kam stupid nahi ho

thekhushigupta you know that it's you carrying me right?

arnavsinghraizada Where's this conversation going again? I have more important things to do than stare at your instagram post

thekhushigupta lolol you're so old for calling it "instagram"

thekhushigupta probably shouldn't offend you when i'm literally tryna apologize

thekhushigupta so okay, i understood why you were there at the photoshoot

thekhushigupta so i shared this pic because see closely neeche

thekhushigupta there are two hearts

arnavsinghraizada And why was I at the photoshoot?

thekhushigupta because you have nothing better to do? 😂😂

thekhushigupta no lol i prolly shouldn't joke

thekhushigupta you were there

thekhushigupta for me?

arnavsinghraizada You're still doubting that?

thekhushigupta no no you were definitely there for me! istg idk how i would've survived without you

arnavsinghraizada Ms. Gupta, that's a bit much don't you think?

thekhushigupta really? i legit posted heart emojis over a pic of you carrying me in your arms and you think this is too much

arnavsinghraizada seen

thekhushigupta arey yaar, interesting baatein hoti hai tabhi you leave me on read

thekhushigupta wtf arnav come back

thekhushigupta arnav

thekhushigupta arnav

thekhushigupta arnav jiiiiii

arnavsinghraizada WHAT THE

arnavsinghraizada Why is my brother calling me to ask you to move to Shantivan till your injury heals??

thekhushigupta 🫢

arnavsinghraizada Oh no, wait, he's asking not only for you but for Payal as well

thekhushigupta ooo someone has a crushhh

thekhushigupta chup reh khushi 🤦‍♀️

arnavsinghraizada You know that I can read this monologue of yours right?

thekhushigupta 😭😭😭😭 nooooooo

thekhushigupta but but

thekhushigupta do you think i can?

thekhushigupta i really really really don't want my buaji to come toh delhi

arnavsighraizada Of course you can

thekhushigupta really? are you sure?

arnavsinghraizada Yes, I'm coming to pick you up at 6 so be ready

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instantbollywood Fashion icon #KhushiGupta shares a mysterious pic from her personal profile in which Arnav Singh Raizada (AR Design's founder) is carrying her in his arms after a photoshoot mishap. Was is really a mishap, or is something else brewing between them?

user1 Noooooooo

user2 ngl this pic is bomb tho

user3 Kya sexy legs hai yaar 😍

user4 superb❤️❤️🔥🔥

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Khushi: kitne weird hai aap

Khushi: you dropped me at your place and then went to office again

Arnav: Urgent meeting, I told you no?

Khushi: haan par,,,,

Khushi: without giving me a goodbye kiss? 😩

Khushi: your mamiji is weirddddddd, she keeps calling me phati saree

Arnav: Mai weird. Mami ji weird. Hum sab weird hai, okay?

Khushi: 😂😂

Khushi: charming

Khushi: that you can joke

Arnav liked a message

Khushi: *attached image*

Khushi: me waiting for you to get homeee

Khushi: and kiss these lips 🫦

Arnav: Oh

Khushi: *attached image*

Khushi: shab-e-intizaar

Arnav: On my way darling

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Unknown: Khushi ji

Unknown: Khushji agar aap yahan bhi jawaab nahi dengi toh hume kuch galat karne pe majboor kardengi

Unknown: Khushi ji, hum aapke pyaar me fanaa ho chuke hai

Unknown: Bohot aage nikal gaye hain hum

Unknown: Ab agar aap jawab nahi dengi toh hum kuch kar baithenge

Unknown: *attached image*

TBC

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[daydreaming-en-pointe]

A very Spidey Christmas - Pavitr

CMON THAT FIRST PHOTO IS LITERALLY HIM

Pairing: Pavitr Prabhakar x fem!Spider!Reader (Margo, 1610!Miles, Gwen and 42!Miles are here too [not coloured means no lines, just mentions])

Word count: 742

Warnings: CHEESY AS HELL! Nickname used (meri jaan), Pavitr kinda falls off a building, Mariah Carey lyrics (those deserve a warning don’t they 💀), lil bit of desi coded reader if you squint??

A/N: I know I included lyrics in this but now if I have to hear Mariah Carey crooning about Christmas one more time I will scream 😞

“Pass me those scissors, please?” You managed to mumble around the roll of tape in your mouth, your hands occupied with holding down the corners of wrapping paper which were stubbornly refusing to sit flat and cover the gift properly.

Margo glanced up and shot a web, grabbing the scissors and handing them to you. “Here. Watch out, they’re really sharp.”

“Got it, thanks.” You shifted your elbow onto the layers of paper where the corners met, snipping albeit uneven pieces of tape to secure the haphazard folds. “Wait, where’s Pav? Didn’t he say he would get the ribbons-”

“Meri jaan!”

The familiar nickname drew your attention to the terrace of a building just opposite the balcony. You squinted at the shape of a person, all characteristics hidden by the sun’s glare except for the fact that they were waving their arms hysterically at you and seemed to be holding a megaphone of some sort.

“Pavi…?”

You shared a glance with Margo, who was nervously studying the way that Pavitr was rather precariously standing at the edge of the right corner of the terrace, right next to the safety railing — which didn’t even reach past his knee. Some safety railing.

“This one’s for you!” He yelled, bringing the megaphone to his mouth. “I don’t want a lot for Christmas, there is just one thing I need…. I don’t care about the presents, underneath the Christmas tree — I don't need to hang my stocking there upon the fireplace…”

Look, you adored that boy, you really did - everyone knew it. And you knew that he could sing Bollywood songs beautifully if he wanted to. English pop songs, though… specifically Mariah Carey… not so much.

The megaphone crackled and slowly faded out for the next few lines, until Pavitr stopped and bashed it against his palm thrice and it fizzled back to life in time for the most iconic line. “All I want for Christmas… is y-”

Before he could finish his onslaught of mildly terrible singing, too many things happened at once — Pavitr, who had been unknowingly inching toward the edge during his spectacle, toppled off the side of the building, Margo dropped the scissors with a sharp clack, and both variants of Miles leaped through the kitchen window and crashed into the dining table, followed by Gwen gracefully sticking the landing in a crouch before stumbling over the rolls of decorative tape you and Margo had left on the floor and almost falling flat on her face.

Whoops. But then again, you probably had bigger problems.

Namely looking out for the absolute dumbass you had fallen in love with.

You leaped out the window that Miles and Gwen had dived through, shooting a web to the side of the building and using it to pull yourself toward it, then lever yourself down into the small alley on the ground beside it.

“Pavitr, where are you? Wh- Pavi!” You were almost frantic as you spotted the familiar blue-and-red fabric of his suit. You knelt beside him, rolling him over onto his back, your heart in your mouth. His shoulder were shaking, maybe spasming…. was he…

…laughing?

“What the hell, Pavitr,” You complained, watching him get up easily by himself, now in peals of laughter, and pull you in by the waist. “I was worried!”

“I know you were. I’m fine, meri jaan. And I had to profess my love for you in a dramatic, Christmas-like fashion, right? After all, aap sabse achchhe tareekon ke hakadaar hain. (You deserve the fanciest/best stuff) Even if it means belting out Mariah Carey on a random rooftop.”

“Uh-huh. Did Hobie say something that inspired you to do this?” You asked, raising an eyebrow skeptically and biting the inside of your cheek to prevent a smile from breaking through.

“Nope. All my own idea. It had that certain flair, didn’t it? Did you like it?” He widened his eyes in that way that made him look like a sad puppy, still holding onto you.

“…of course I did, my love. But, good grief, you’re such an idiot sometimes,” You sighed, puffing out your cheeks as you blew air through your mouth in exasperation. You gave into his hold, wrapping your arms around his neck while he dipped his head to press a kiss to your forehead.

“Well, I prefer the term hopeless romantic,” Pavitr corrected, giving you one of those sunshiny, I’m-here-with-you-don’t-worry-everything-is-fine grins that, for some reason, could reassure you every time without fail.

“Of course you do. Come inside and help with the presents. No more dangerous stuff, you hear me?”

“Yes, ma’am.”

Meri jaan - my light/my life 😁

@vhstown @l0starl @tatumis-a @deritosmi @hobiebrownismygod @therealloopylupin2099

[heruntoldfeelingss]

You give meaning to all the things I ever heard about love. Things were blur to me but now that I've known you, I can see how much power love holds. You look at me like I'm a piece of art- you call my name like it's your favourite song. I don't feel butterflies fluttering in my stomach - my heart feels safe when you're around. It's the feeling of being home after a long tiring day, no increased heartbeat- I'm at peace. You're my destination, I've been waiting to reach you and now that I have, I don't want to go anywhere else, ever. I want to stay here. Right beside you. You ask me, what can I do for you - love, just stay. And let me stay too. Rest, we'll see - you have me and I have you.

Aapse milke mohabbat k maayne jaane. Sab dhundhla sa tha, ab jo aapko jaana toh yeh bhi jaanliye k mohabbat mei kitni takath hoti hai. Aap mujhe yun dekhte hain jaise mei koi nayaab cheez hoon, mere naam yun lete hai jaise koi khoobsurat gazal ho. Mere dil ki dhadkanein tezz nahi hoti aapko dekh k- mera dil aapki moujudgi mei mehfooz mehsoos karta hai. Jaise koi sukoon ho. Aisa sukoon jo ghar pohochne pe hota hai. Aap meri manzil hai, meine aap tak pohochne k liye bohot safar tey kiye hain. Ab jo aap mile hain, ab jo aaptak pohoche hai, ab yahin mera ghar, yehi mera basera hai, meine ab yahin rehna hai. Aapke paas. Aap puchte hain, k kya karun tumhare liye? Meri jaan- bass rukk jaayein. Mujhe bhi rukne dein. Baaki, saath milkar sab dekhlenge- aapke paas mei jo hoon, mere paas aap hain.

[hobiebrownismygod]

Oh my gor….reqs r open!!! Can i request pakistani reader x pavitr who just starts speaking urdu/hindi when shes angry? I feel like it would b pretty funny :3!

- from the raccoon anon 🦝

Ok, so I’m not Pakistani but I did ask some of my Pakistani friends how to write this reader, so I hope it’s accurate to your experiences, and if not pls let me know 💜

Pavitr Prabhakar x FemPakistani!Reader

Oneshot/Short Story

TW: Fluff, Urdu/Hindi with translations, Google translate was used a little :/, lots of dialogue, reader low-key has anger issues

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"Are you mad at me?"

"No." You tried your best to make your tone as cold as possible, but that was proving to be impossibly difficult when looking into the puppy dog eyes of the boy in front of you.

"Liar" Pavitr cocked his head to the side slightly, giving you a lopsided grin, his arms folded over his chest. He looked like he was on the verge of laughter, but he always looked like that, being the little ray of sunshine he was. You'd never see him with a frown on his face, which made your RBF even more noticeable when the two of you were together. "Why are you mad?"

"I'm not mad!" You replied, putting your hand up to his face and looking to the side. You bit the inside of your cheek to keep yourself from laughing at his expression. He looked like a sad puppy. It was hard not to turn off your cold demeanor when you saw him like that, but then of course you had your reasons to be mad at him.

"Aww, don't be like that meri jaan" he teased, stepping out of the way of your hand and grinning that shit-eating grin. Nothing could ever falter his can-do attitude, not even your blatant refusal to tell him what was wrong.

"Arre, don't call me that!" You said, looking back at him with a scowl, putting your hands on your hips. You looked down for a second, hesitant to tell him your reasons. You didn't want to get mad at him, but that was proving difficult. "Fine! I am mad." You said angrily.

"Okay...why are you mad?"

"Why do you think I'm mad??"

He shrugged, putting his hands in his pockets and smiling that golden-boy smile at you again. Infuriating. You scoffed, feeling your muscles tightening and your face heating up as you tried to keep yourself from blowing up at him.

"mein aap ko sambhaal nahi sakta (I can't handle you)"

"Just tell me why you're mad!" he said, his voice slightly whiny as he looked at you, his hands on his hips. "What'd I do?"

You groaned, smacking your forehead and glaring at him from behind your palm. "How can you not know?"

He smiled again, watching you, his eyes crinkling slightly. He's not even sorry. You thought to yourself, getting more and more annoyed by the second. "Just tell me what I did" He said, his tone a little softer this time.

You stumbled over your words for a moment, unable to get them out properly. A groan escaped your lips before you threw your hands up and started spewing the first sentences that came to your mind.

"aap hamesha masroof rehtay hain! (You're always busy!)"

"uh-huh"

"tum ab kabhi mere sath waqt nahi guzartay! (You never spend time with me anymore!)"

"yeah bu-"

"aap hamesha spiderman honay mein masroof rehtay hain! (You're always busy being Spider-man!)"

"I have t-"

"ham ek taveel arase se ek saath baahar nahin gae hain! (We havent' gone out together in a long time!)"

"but-"

"mat kaho lekin! (Don't say but!)" You cut him off, pointing your finger up at him, your voice slightly raised. He put his hands up in front of him defensively, his eyebrows raising slightly at the action. But he still had that stupid grin on his face, somehow enjoying watching you get angry.

"jb aap gausse men hote hain to aap sundr dikhte hain (You look pretty when you're angry)" He said, waggling his eyebrows at you. You scoffed, folding your arms over your chest again, but you couldn't help but smile slightly at this confession.

"Come on meri jaan...I'm sorry." You bit the inside of your cheek once again, looking up at him with a glare. You blinked, then sighed and chuckled, a soft exhale leaving your lips. His expression lit up as he watched you, giant smile returning. "...Does this mean you forgive me?" He asked excitedly, leaning in toward you slightly.

"Arre, back up." You said with an eye roll, leaning backwards, standing on the heels of your feet. "But I forgive you." You muttered, unable to suppress your slight smile. He gave you a wink and flashed that same golden smile.

"I knew you would"

A/N:

Meri Jaan - My life/My light

Arre - Hey!

Google translate was used, so if some of the translations are incorrect or incomplete, pls let me know and I'll change them! I hope this was to your liking, anon 💜 This was so fun to write!

Btw, I wrote reader's lines in Urdu and Pav's lines in Hindi, and since the languages are pretty similar I assumed they'd be able to understand each other. I also thought it would be more accurate for a Pakistani reader to speak Urdu while Pavitr canonically knows Hindi. So if you see any grammatical differences between their lines, thats why <3

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[localrants]

زخمِ امید بھر گیا کب کا

قیس تو اپنے گھر گیا کب کا

اب آپ پوچھنے کو آئے ہیں

دِل تو میری جان مر گیا کب کا

-جون ایلیا

Zakhm-e-umeed bhar gya kab ka

Qais tw apnay ghar gya kab ka

Ab aap puchnay ko aaye hain

Dil tw meri jaan mar gaya kab ka

-Jaun Eliya

[verses-n-moon]

"Aap" is such a nice word to hear from someone ;

"Ap kia kar rhe hain?" "Aap ka din kesa guzra?" "Ap meri baat sunain" , "Ap meri jaan hain" , "Aap chai piyenge?" Beautiful

Urdu is such a beautiful language fr. >>>>>

[his-heart-hymns]

When Arthur Golden wrote:

The heart dies a slow death, shedding each hope like leaves until one day there are none. No hopes. Nothing remains.

And when Ahmed Faraz recited this couplet in a hopeless tone:

ab lahu rone ki khwahish na lahu hone ki

dil-e-zinda tire mar jaane ka mausam aaya.

And when Juan Elia posed this question, his eyes brimming with tears, his voice steeped in melancholy:

Aap ab puchhne ko aaye hain???

dil meri jaan mar gaya kab ka.

I was left speechless; all I could do was agree with all three of them.

[qalbofnight]

Agar aap mard hain to yaha likhi hui baaton ko kahani , kisi novel ka hissa ,ya chand lines ke bajaye ek Amal ke taur pe tasleem kariyega agar aap aurat hain to yaha likhi baaton ko ek kadi naseehat samajhiyega ,

Aaj hmare ghr ek janab tashreef farmate Chand ghadiyan guzarne ke baad baaton baaton mein vo ye batate hai ki unke peshey (profession) ke barey mein unki biwi ko koi khabar nahin mohtarma ko nahin pata ki janab kya karte hain halaki unka pesha koi sharmindagi haram kaam se juda huwa nahi lekin bas janab ne zaruri nahin smjha ,

Meri ammi ki shadi kam umr mein hui amtaur pe us zamaney mein shadiyan jse huwa karti thi mere baba meri maa se umr mein kaafi badey the

Maine us waqt ghaur kiya ki meri maa ne shadi k baad graduation complete kiya baba ne ammi ko post-graduation ke liye bhi push kiya jabki unka koi dil nahin tha lekin baba ki koshishon se, sath se aur sabse badi baat apsi discussions se unki magazines, newspapers ,politics aur education mein dilchaspi badhi aur ammi ne pg k sath sath diploma bhi liya ,

hmare baba ka school tha jisko chalane me ammi ne Shana ba Shana 30 saal tak sath diya,

Lekin phir bhi kabhi apni maa ko baba se oonchi awazon mein baat krte nahin suna , na mere baba ne kbhi Aisa Kiya , meri maa kbhi mere baba ke dosto k samne ni gyi, hm 3 betiyon ko har cheez se parey tarjeeh aur taleem di ,

Aj chand mahino pehle mere papa ko brain hammeroage ho gya jis wajah se bistar pe paralyzed hain hmara school band hone ki kagar pe tha kyunki koi ladka uska waris ni logo ne baate bnani shuru kar di vo school hmari amdani ka eklauta zariya tha har shakhs ko yahi laga ki ye school band ho jyega, baba k bimar hone k bad insan ki shkl mein bhediyon ki nazrein hmari choti si family pe tik gyi lekin meri maa us saf me a k khadi ho gyi jaha mere baba khadey hote the unhone school ka management apne hath me liya aur kaha ki sabkuch wse hi continue hoga jse baba karte the, alhamdulillah hm us pareshani se bahar a gye ,

Meri ye Amal o naseehat un mardo k liye hai jo apni biwiyon aur behno ko ye samajhte ki iska hmare buisness me kya kaam, "tum kya jaan ke karogi"

" Tmhe kaha smjh ayega " agar mere baba ne 30 saal pehle ye bol k meri maa ko gharelu aurat k nam pe dayrw mein bandh diya hota to aaj shyd hum badtareen halaton ka samna kar rahe the ,

Ummed hai ki aapne ye padha hai to zindagi me iska

Amal zarur krengey ,

Ye baatein sochti hoon to lagta hai ki aurat bhi badey hi shafaqat aur classy tareeke se apne mazhabi dayron ko ikhtiyar kar ke bhi independent ban sakti hai ba shart uska baap o shauhar ek ache sathi ho

mainey ye isliye likha kyunki mjhse ehsas hua ki duniya ke kisi koney me, kisi blog mein kisi site pe ,kisi panney pe ye baat likhi honi chahiye.

[maihonhassan]

When a person who choose someone over you returns because they realize no one could do what you did for them, but you’ve already lost all your feelings and are dead inside.

“Aap ab pucchne ko aaye hain, Dil meri jaan mar gaya kab ka. — Jaun Eliya

[not-a-nice-man-to-know]

Aap ab poochhne ko aaye hain,

Dil meri jaan marr gaya kab ka.

- Jaun Elia