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Hyy all of you shara your fav MLs . I'll start :
Salar from kafara, Murtisim from TB, zaheen from WPS , salman from kuch ankhi, altamash from anna, balaj from malal e yaar, shahroz from ISA, farjad from FT ,dr asfand from YKS , dr nofil from ZPKB
. I'll keep adding as i remember
Salaar- Radd
Salar- Kaffara
Dr. Asfi- YKS
Sameer- IZN
Bahot sare mai bhool gayi 
Are you excited? At 10 pm I'll be watching the last ep of Kaffara.
10 pm ????????
wasn't the epi supposed to come at 9 ?
Episode toh 9 pm pe hi aayega, Ali is inviting fans to join him live at 10pm.
A scene from my dreamland
Scene continue from Nani house(when they went there after her death)
Sitara woke up suddenly, she didnt realize when she fall asleep while crying for nani. She lowered her legs from the sofa. Stretching her neck, her eyes fall on the empty bed. Her eyes went to clock , it was nearly half past 3. As heart got used to heavy weight of nani demise grief, she remember her earlier behaviour with Salar. She stood up and walk around the room. Her words were harsh, unnecessary. she shouldn't behave with him in that manner. Whatever the zid, the equation between them, but he loves his nani alot. There is no denial in it . Guilt washed over her face as she remembered her accusation on his character also. She went to window, rubbing her arms, feeling cold: mujhe salar ko aese nhi kehna chahey tha. Sahiba k accusation se wo pehli hi disturb tha. Jo bhi tareka ho uski zid ka, neecha dikhane ka...meri boundaries ki respect to usne hmesha hi ki hai.
She went out of the room, worriedly looking for him. After looking everywhere she decided to take stairs to terrace. And her hand unknowingly went to the shawl placed on the sofa. As expected, she found him standing alone, in cold looking up at the sky.
Her heart missed a beat, to find his face so lost, so broken. She walked to him: Salar aap is time yaha kya kr rhe hain.
He remain quite, his eyes fixed to some unknown sight. Sitara insist: buht late hogya hai, neeche chlein.
He finally spoke up, still looking away,: theek kaha tha tumne . I kill her.
Sitara stammered in guilt: mein buht preshan thi..mujhe aese nhi kehna chahey tha..aap chlein.
He finally looked at her: nhi tum ne theek kaha, mujhe hi realize nhi hua tha . Mene nani ko mara hai sitara. His tone had no feelings
Sitara: dekho hmara aur unka sath itna hi tha...aur jane anjane mein unhe kuch keh bhi dya hai to.
His interrupted with loud voice: nhi..jane anjane mein nhi, jaan bouch kr .
She tried to interrupt him: salar...
But he was not sensing her response. His tone become urgent as he was not able to hold the words anymore..: mene mar dya sitara unhe...ek insan thi jis ne bchpan se aaj tk mujhe itni mohabbat di, protection di..aur kya kya unke sath mene. Apni selfishness mein mene ye bhi nhi socha k mere jhoot se un pr kya guzre gi.
He grabbed her shoulder: ye bdla dya hai mene unki sari zindagi ki mohabbat ka, itna bda jhoot bol dya unse tumhare ley
Sitara confused: kesa jhoot.
He added in painful tone: meri mohabbat se badguman na ho, kam az km wo to tumhara sath dein, un se keh dya k tumhara behaviour , badtneezi justify hai....zid k ley shadi ki hai mene . Jis insaan ne mujhse hmesha pyar kya, us se hi mene itna bda jhoot bol dya
Sitara stared him in frozed state, remembering that painful call, she whispered: jhoot?
Salar continue ignoring her response. His tone getting desperate: apni biwi ki mohabbat mein, mene unki mohabbat ko war dya . Ye bhi nhi socha ek pal k ley wo kitna hurt hongi meri is hrkat se. Kyun krdya mene aese sitara...jb bhi, jis se bhi pyar krta hun usi k aansun ki vja kyun bn jata hun mein??
His cry turn bitter as his face dropped in crook of her neck: kyun maan tod deta hun, dil tukde tukde krdeta hun ..
Silent tears fall from sitara eyes, as her mind process his words. His bitter cry, his desperate hug, restless beating of his heart against her.....echoing his innocence, shouting for his golden heart .that is full of love...for her.
Her arms raised and wrapped around him, a desire to hold him near her, for ever ..A silent sob escape her mouth. She just wish time to stop, she just want to live this moment, to hold this feeling .
But she suddenly feel shiver as he pushed away with a jerk. Her lips uttered his name, desperate for the early warmth. His eyes full of emotions suddenly darkened , and that shine hide behind a veil. He took a step back: sorry.
She urgently took step toward him. But he turn his back toward her. And when he turn again, his tone was controlled carefree: extremely sorry. .
He move his hands around in air: I appologize for all this, all....touch.
Sitara took steps toward him: please salar.
He raised his finger, signaling her to stop at the spot. His tone clipped: No. Dont . Aur kareeb mt aana
He added in his early taunting style:arey phir baad mein blame bhi tum ne mujhe hi krna hai.
Sitara hopelessly: meri baat suno salar.
Salar: please not now .go..I mean, I should go .I need to go. Please.
She urgently follow him downstairs. He pickup the car keys from table. She grabbed his arm: jane nhi dungi mein.
He grabbed her arms and caged her between the wall and his heated body: smjha rha hun naa...dour raho.
Words stuck in her throat, in intensity of his gaze.
With that he left. After few moments she heared his car drive away. And she realized with teary eyes....he has finally left.
Hyy all of you shara your fav MLs . I'll start :
Salar from kafara, Murtisim from TB, zaheen from WPS , salman from kuch ankhi, altamash from anna, balaj from malal e yaar, shahroz from ISA, farjad from FT ,dr asfand from YKS , dr nofil from ZPKB
. I'll keep adding as i remember
Good idea
Haidar Besharam
Mohid Dillagi
Hammad Khuda Aur Mohabbat
Badar Do Bol
Fazi Chupke Chupke
Musa Raqs E Bismil
Hamza Munafiq
Zaheen Woh Pagal Si
Salar Kaffara
Saad Bekhudi
Hadi Mere Humnasheen
Mahir Dobara
Shaheer Aap Kay Liye
wowA scene from my dreamland
Scene continue from Nani house(when they went there after her death)
Sitara woke up suddenly, she didnt realize when she fall asleep while crying for nani. She lowered her legs from the sofa. Stretching her neck, her eyes fall on the empty bed. Her eyes went to clock , it was nearly half past 3. As heart got used to heavy weight of nani demise grief, she remember her earlier behaviour with Salar. She stood up and walk around the room. Her words were harsh, unnecessary. she shouldn't behave with him in that manner. Whatever the zid, the equation between them, but he loves his nani alot. There is no denial in it . Guilt washed over her face as she remembered her accusation on his character also. She went to window, rubbing her arms, feeling cold: mujhe salar ko aese nhi kehna chahey tha. Sahiba k accusation se wo pehli hi disturb tha. Jo bhi tareka ho uski zid ka, neecha dikhane ka...meri boundaries ki respect to usne hmesha hi ki hai.
She went out of the room, worriedly looking for him. After looking everywhere she decided to take stairs to terrace. And her hand unknowingly went to the shawl placed on the sofa. As expected, she found him standing alone, in cold looking up at the sky.
Her heart missed a beat, to find his face so lost, so broken. She walked to him: Salar aap is time yaha kya kr rhe hain.
He remain quite, his eyes fixed to some unknown sight. Sitara insist: buht late hogya hai, neeche chlein.
He finally spoke up, still looking away,: theek kaha tha tumne . I kill her.
Sitara stammered in guilt: mein buht preshan thi..mujhe aese nhi kehna chahey tha..aap chlein.
He finally looked at her: nhi tum ne theek kaha, mujhe hi realize nhi hua tha . Mene nani ko mara hai sitara. His tone had no feelings
Sitara: dekho hmara aur unka sath itna hi tha...aur jane anjane mein unhe kuch keh bhi dya hai to.
His interrupted with loud voice: nhi..jane anjane mein nhi, jaan bouch kr .
She tried to interrupt him: salar...
But he was not sensing her response. His tone become urgent as he was not able to hold the words anymore..: mene mar dya sitara unhe...ek insan thi jis ne bchpan se aaj tk mujhe itni mohabbat di, protection di..aur kya kya unke sath mene. Apni selfishness mein mene ye bhi nhi socha k mere jhoot se un pr kya guzre gi.
He grabbed her shoulder: ye bdla dya hai mene unki sari zindagi ki mohabbat ka, itna bda jhoot bol dya unse tumhare ley
Sitara confused: kesa jhoot.
He added in painful tone: meri mohabbat se badguman na ho, kam az km wo to tumhara sath dein, un se keh dya k tumhara behaviour , badtneezi justify hai....zid k ley shadi ki hai mene . Jis insaan ne mujhse hmesha pyar kya, us se hi mene itna bda jhoot bol dya
Sitara stared him in frozed state, remembering that painful call, she whispered: jhoot?
Salar continue ignoring her response. His tone getting desperate: apni biwi ki mohabbat mein, mene unki mohabbat ko war dya . Ye bhi nhi socha ek pal k ley wo kitna hurt hongi meri is hrkat se. Kyun krdya mene aese sitara...jb bhi, jis se bhi pyar krta hun usi k aansun ki vja kyun bn jata hun mein??
His cry turn bitter as his face dropped in crook of her neck: kyun maan tod deta hun, dil tukde tukde krdeta hun ..
Silent tears fall from sitara eyes, as her mind process his words. His bitter cry, his desperate hug, restless beating of his heart against her.....echoing his innocence, shouting for his golden heart .that is full of love...for her.
Her arms raised and wrapped around him, a desire to hold him near her, for ever ..A silent sob escape her mouth. She just wish time to stop, she just want to live this moment, to hold this feeling .
But she suddenly feel shiver as he pushed away with a jerk. Her lips uttered his name, desperate for the early warmth. His eyes full of emotions suddenly darkened , and that shine hide behind a veil. He took a step back: sorry.
She urgently took step toward him. But he turn his back toward her. And when he turn again, his tone was controlled carefree: extremely sorry. .
He move his hands around in air: I appologize for all this, all....touch.
Sitara took steps toward him: please salar.
He raised his finger, signaling her to stop at the spot. His tone clipped: No. Dont . Aur kareeb mt aana
He added in his early taunting style:arey phir baad mein blame bhi tum ne mujhe hi krna hai.
Sitara hopelessly: meri baat suno salar.
Salar: please not now .go..I mean, I should go .I need to go. Please.
With that he left. After few moments she heared his car drive away. And she realized with teary eyes....he has finally left.
... this was the exact outburst i wanted from salar ... you should write more ... 😘😘😘
I live in Yemen. There's time difference. When they post ep on yt. It is at 8 pm here.. and 10 pm in Pakistan I think.
A scene from my dreamland
Scene continue from Nani house(when they went there after her death)
Sitara woke up suddenly, she didnt realize when she fall asleep while crying for nani. She lowered her legs from the sofa. Stretching her neck, her eyes fall on the empty bed. Her eyes went to clock , it was nearly half past 3. As heart got used to heavy weight of nani demise grief, she remember her earlier behaviour with Salar. She stood up and walk around the room. Her words were harsh, unnecessary. she shouldn't behave with him in that manner. Whatever the zid, the equation between them, but he loves his nani alot. There is no denial in it . Guilt washed over her face as she remembered her accusation on his character also. She went to window, rubbing her arms, feeling cold: mujhe salar ko aese nhi kehna chahey tha. Sahiba k accusation se wo pehli hi disturb tha. Jo bhi tareka ho uski zid ka, neecha dikhane ka...meri boundaries ki respect to usne hmesha hi ki hai.
She went out of the room, worriedly looking for him. After looking everywhere she decided to take stairs to terrace. And her hand unknowingly went to the shawl placed on the sofa. As expected, she found him standing alone, in cold looking up at the sky.
Her heart missed a beat, to find his face so lost, so broken. She walked to him: Salar aap is time yaha kya kr rhe hain.
He remain quite, his eyes fixed to some unknown sight. Sitara insist: buht late hogya hai, neeche chlein.
He finally spoke up, still looking away,: theek kaha tha tumne . I kill her.
Sitara stammered in guilt: mein buht preshan thi..mujhe aese nhi kehna chahey tha..aap chlein.
He finally looked at her: nhi tum ne theek kaha, mujhe hi realize nhi hua tha . Mene nani ko mara hai sitara. His tone had no feelings
Sitara: dekho hmara aur unka sath itna hi tha...aur jane anjane mein unhe kuch keh bhi dya hai to.
His interrupted with loud voice: nhi..jane anjane mein nhi, jaan bouch kr .
She tried to interrupt him: salar...
But he was not sensing her response. His tone become urgent as he was not able to hold the words anymore..: mene mar dya sitara unhe...ek insan thi jis ne bchpan se aaj tk mujhe itni mohabbat di, protection di..aur kya kya unke sath mene. Apni selfishness mein mene ye bhi nhi socha k mere jhoot se un pr kya guzre gi.
He grabbed her shoulder: ye bdla dya hai mene unki sari zindagi ki mohabbat ka, itna bda jhoot bol dya unse tumhare ley
Sitara confused: kesa jhoot.
He added in painful tone: meri mohabbat se badguman na ho, kam az km wo to tumhara sath dein, un se keh dya k tumhara behaviour , badtneezi justify hai....zid k ley shadi ki hai mene . Jis insaan ne mujhse hmesha pyar kya, us se hi mene itna bda jhoot bol dya
Sitara stared him in frozed state, remembering that painful call, she whispered: jhoot?
Salar continue ignoring her response. His tone getting desperate: apni biwi ki mohabbat mein, mene unki mohabbat ko war dya . Ye bhi nhi socha ek pal k ley wo kitna hurt hongi meri is hrkat se. Kyun krdya mene aese sitara...jb bhi, jis se bhi pyar krta hun usi k aansun ki vja kyun bn jata hun mein??
His cry turn bitter as his face dropped in crook of her neck: kyun maan tod deta hun, dil tukde tukde krdeta hun ..
Silent tears fall from sitara eyes, as her mind process his words. His bitter cry, his desperate hug, restless beating of his heart against her.....echoing his innocence, shouting for his golden heart .that is full of love...for her.
Her arms raised and wrapped around him, a desire to hold him near her, for ever ..A silent sob escape her mouth. She just wish time to stop, she just want to live this moment, to hold this feeling .
But she suddenly feel shiver as he pushed away with a jerk. Her lips uttered his name, desperate for the early warmth. His eyes full of emotions suddenly darkened , and that shine hide behind a veil. He took a step back: sorry.
She urgently took step toward him. But he turn his back toward her. And when he turn again, his tone was controlled carefree: extremely sorry. .
He move his hands around in air: I appologize for all this, all....touch.
Sitara took steps toward him: please salar.
He raised his finger, signaling her to stop at the spot. His tone clipped: No. Dont . Aur kareeb mt aana
He added in his early taunting style:arey phir baad mein blame bhi tum ne mujhe hi krna hai.
Sitara hopelessly: meri baat suno salar.
Salar: please not now .go..I mean, I should go .I need to go. Please.
She urgently follow him downstairs. He pickup the car keys from table. She grabbed his arm: jane nhi dungi mein.
He grabbed her arms and caged her between the wall and his heated body: smjha rha hun naa...dour raho.
Words stuck in her throat, in intensity of his gaze.
With that he left. After few moments she heared his car drive away. And she realized with teary eyes....he has finally left.
What a beautifull scene. 
Confrontations should only be like this. I loved it. And I could imagine the hug too. 
Originally posted by: Priyankaakdha
wow
you should write more ... 😘😘😘
Thanks alot dearest
your words mean alot to me. Me too want to see this realization and change in salar behaviour. Comment mein nhi smjha pati, scene gi write krdya is ley. Nani death was such a great turning point, to end sitara salara mu
But use to hme torture krna tha
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