PRESENTING YOU THE TRAILER OF MEHR-O-MAH. DO WATCH. HOPE YOU ALL WILL LIKE IT......

On a bright new day, breezes are flowing with the sweet smell of flowers. Rays are playing hide and seek with the white curtains and in between this a girl was sitting with a pile of notes and books, her pen was in between her lips, her face was adorning with a beautiful smile when a boy entered her room in a blue jacket and white t-shirt with blue jeans. He shakes his head seeing her condition and tip-toes inside her room.

"Ab toh yeh kitabein chod do, dosti ki hain has bhi do."

"Abhay saa, ise chodiye aur chaliye neeche humare saath sab intezaar kar rahe hain aapka."

Someone pulled him outside the room, while a girl was waiting for someone to call her but her family was busy celebrating except one, who is not her family or friend.

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"Ms. Shree Sisodia you are rusticated from this college. Hum sab ki nazar me aap gurur thi is college ka , ek prerna thi is college ke har ek student ke liye, aane wali peedhi ke baccho ke liye, par hum galat the, galat the hum, aap gurur nahi kalank hain, kalank."

"Sir, humara vishwas kijiye humne kuch nahi kiya hain. Humne koi galti ,koi gunaah nahi Kiya hain. Hume phasaya jaa raha hain. Humara yakeen kijiye , hum sach keh rahe hain. Sir, mam please please humari Puri life barbaad ho jaayegi aisa mat kijiye. Hum aapke aage haath jod kar aapse bheek mang rahe hain. Humara vishwas kijiye humne kuch nahi kiya hain. Hum bekasur hain. Bekasur hain hum."

But none paid heed to her. The principal threw the letter on her face when a boy in his mid-'20s entered the room and said

"Har ek insaan ko apna paksh rakhne ka pura pura mauka milna chahiye, inhe bhi woh haq hain. Aur aap inse woh haq chin nahi sakte hain. Aap apna faisla ek hafte baad suna dijiyega. Tab tak you cannot rusticate her."

She astoundedly stared at the unknown face with a question in mind does she know him?

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Love has no religion, love has no caste, love is pious as fire, love is transparent as water.

A girl entered a room from a half-open window and moved towards the wardrobe and silently opened it searching for something inside it when suddenly a boy blocked her way keeping his hand on both the sides of her head and whispered in her ears

"Aise chori chipe kisi paraye mard ke kamre me andheri raaton me aana apradh hota hain, upar se chori toh aap jaise khubsurat sabhya ladki ko toh bilkul sobha nahi deti hain."

She looked intently towards him and escaped from his hold but he grabbed her dupatta when she said

"Aise kisi ladki ka dupatta pakadna bhi aapko sobha nahi deta."

He moved towards her and again whispered

"Is chand ki chandni bhi feeki hain aapke samne, dil churane ka agar iraada hain toh bolke dekhiye, jaan aur dil dono hi aapko saunp denge?"

And he sat in front of her on his knees bending his head as if worshipping.

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Holi, a festival of colour always excited everyone in Sisodia house but not this time. They don't want to celebrate it but it's a tradition and they can not ignore it.

A girl entered the big white mansion covered in colour when someone called her from the room. She thought of it to be her lover's prank went inside it when someone hugged her from back and nuzzled her neck and smelled her hair

It's an unknown touch and she can easily say it's not him, her Abhay. She tried screaming out but how can she do that when her mouth is shut. She is trying her best to free herself but he is much stronger than her.

He traced her neck and arm and whispered

"Shhhh, hum hain shree shant ho jaaiye. Aur itna chatpata ke kya hoga? Hmm kahiye , kya hoga? kuch nahi. Aisa rakha kya hain us me jo hum me nahi hain , kyun aapko uska chuna bhaa jata hain aur humara nahi? Hum unse kahi jyada aapse pyaar karte hain, chahe toh aazma lijiye. 

Arey ! Arey ruk jaaiye jitna chatpatayengi utna hi yeh pakad aur kasti jaayegi. Chup chap apni kismat ko Maan kyun nahi leti hain aap? Apna lijiye humein. Aaj woh waqt aagaya hain ya toh aar ya phir paar."

*Gunshot*

Someone fired someone.

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SO THIS WAS A SMALL SNEAK PEAK AS WE GONNA UNVEIL THE PAST.

DOES IT ACTED AS A DOPAMINE?

EAGER TO KNOW YOUR REVIEW ON THIS SMALL GLIMPSE AS MEHR-O-MAH IS LOT MORE THAN THIS.

NOW MOVING TO THE NEXT PART.

CHARACTER AESTHETICS ALWAYS PLAY AN IMPORTANT ROLE IN A STORY.

BUT CAN YOU UNDERSTAND THOSE CHARACTERS FROM AN EDIT BY JUST LOOKING AT THEIR BACKGROUND AND ELEMENTS?

SO PRESENTING YOU ALL THE REAL CHARACTER AESTHETICS OF MEHR-O-MAH.

HAVE A LOOK

CAN YOU ALL UNDERSTAND THESE CHARACTERS?

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And a short announcement

I am going to update SARHAD again. So i am unpublishing it. In a day or two will start publishing it.

So my readers if you havenot read it, read it now. And those who already read it re-read it once so that you dont feel discontinued.

See you all soon..

Love
RAinnie

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