Rooh Gul is a thoughtful, emotional girl who often writes her feelings in a diary. Her close friend, Moon, notices that Rooh Gul hides a lot inside her heart, especially about love and relationships.
Through her diary, Rooh Gul confesses her fears, insecurities, and dreams. She admits she often hides behind her pride and avoids showing weakness. One important detail is about a “wrong number” – one day she mistakenly connected with a stranger, and slowly, without meaning to, she started waiting for his calls. She struggles between fear and attraction, not sure if this connection is real or safe.
Meanwhile, Saki, a boy in the story, somehow gets hold of Rooh Gul’s diary. He reads her words deeply and becomes emotionally affected. Saki is already burdened by problems with his parents, especially his father, and finds in the diary a reflection of his own loneliness and pain.
Another thread in the story introduces Fahmeed and Dua. They were close, but misunderstandings and unspoken words created distance. Dua still carries love for Fahmeed, but life pushed them apart. Her heart breaks silently, as she realizes love often demands sacrifice.
As the story moves on, Rooh Gul continues to pour her heart into her diary. Her words show the battle between her mind and heart:
She wants freedom but also fears consequences.
She wants to love but is afraid of betrayall
She desires strength but admits to being weak inside.
The diary becomes the central voice of the novel, linking all characters together—Moon’s care, Saki’s silent suffering, Rooh Gul’s hidden love, and Dua’s sacrifice....
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Novel Name
Hunza Hashim
Writer Name
Maheen Naqvi
Sneak Peak Of The Novel
اب رات کے نو بج رہے تھے روح گل مون کے ساتھ جھولے پر بیٹھی ہوئی تھی
”مون یقین کرو، میرا پرس اور پین بالکل خاموش ہیں کیونکہ ڈائری اس شخص کے پاس ہے، یار بہت اکیلا محسوس کررہی ہوں خود کو“ روح گل بولی، وہ بہت اداس تھی،
”روح اب بس ایک ہی حل ہے تم اسکے گھر جاؤ اور ڈائری لے آؤ “
”مون میں گھر کا ایڈریس معلوم کرلوں گی لیکن میں جانا نہیں چاہتی، وہ شکل سے ایسا ہی لگتا ہے عجیب، مطلب۔۔۔ ہے تو ٹھیک ٹھاک لیکن پیسوں کی مستی میں لوگ کیا کچھ نہیں کرتے، بس اس ڈر سے نہیں جا رہی۔۔۔ اور دوسری بات یہ ہے کہ میں اسکے گھر جاؤں یہ میری انا کے لیے گوارہ نہیں، وہ میری ڈائری پڑھے گا، پڑھ لے!، لوگوں کو بتائے گا، بتادے!۔۔ جب تک اللہ نے مجھے عزت دی ہے وہ نہیں چھین سکتا مجھ سے میری عزت!۔۔۔ اور ویسے بھی نواب وکیشن پر ہیں تو گھر پر کہاں سے ملیں گے“ روح نے سادہ لہجے میں بولا،
”روح پھر دل برا کرنے والی کیا بات ہے بس اللہ کے سہارے پر چھوڑ دو سب کچھ“
”اسکا چیک بھی ایسا ہی رکھا ہوا ہے“ اس نے آنکھیں مسلتے ہوئے کہا،
”ویسے ڈائری میں اسکا سچ لکھا ہوا تھا؟“ مون نے سوال کیا
”کیسا سچ۔۔۔ یار میں اسے خالی ڈائری دینا چاہتی تھی اور اس سے بھاری رقم لے کر غریبوں کے لیے کام کرنا چاہتی تھی“
”روح تم یہاں جھوٹ سے کام لے رہی تھیں، جبھی اللہ نے ایسا کیا کیونکہ تم نے کبھی جھوٹ نہیں بولا تو بس اللہ نے اس طرح تمہاری مدد کردی“
”مون یہ تو ٹھیک ہے۔۔۔ لیکن جھوٹ میں نے دوسروں کی مدد کے لیے بولا تھا“
”یار تو تمہیں کیا ضرورت تھی یہ سب کرنے کی؟“
”یار وہ دعوے کرتا ہے مگر مدد نہیں کرتا“
”رہنے دیتی بعد میں خود بھگتنا تھا اسے“ مون غصہ ہوئی تھی،
”مون مجھے عجیب لگتا تھا اس طرح اس پر بھی گناھ رہتا“
”چھوڑ دو مس ہیلپر!“ اس نے منہ بسورا،
”آج ایک نئی بات معلوم ہوئی ہے“
”کیا؟“
”تم یہ جانتی ہو ناں کہ روہیل کہانیاں پڑتا ہے وہ بھی رائیٹر روح گل کی؟“ اس نے اب جھولے سے ٹیک ہٹایا تھا،
”ہاں جانتی ہوں کہ وہ تمہاری کہانیاں پڑتا ہے“
”لیکن روہیل والے تو نہیں جانتے ناں کہ میں ہی روح گل ہوں، یہ صرف تم اور وہ شخص جانتا ہے جس کے پاس میں ڈائری ہے“ اس نے دلچسپی ظاہر کرتے ہوئے بتایا،
”ہاں۔۔۔ تو اب ہوا کیا یہ بتاؤ“
”ہوا یہ کہ روہیل اپنی جان میں روح گل کو پسند کرتا ہے اور اسے ڈھونڈ کر اس سے شادی کرنا چاہتا ہے“
”کیا!۔۔۔“ مون خاصی حیران ہوئی تھی،
”ھاں ناں!“ اس نے چہرے پر ہاتھ پھیرتے ہوئے کہا،
”یار ان سب کے لیے تو میں زیوا ہوں، اب کیا کروں؟“ روح نے بارہا کہا تھا،
”اب بس اس بات کو ایسی کردو کہ کوئی بات ہوئی نہیں ہے تمہاری روہیل بھائی سے“ مون بولی،
”ویسے مطلبی ہے بہت تمہارا جیٹھ!“ روح نے نظریں پھیری،
”کیا مطلب؟“
”مطلب یہ کہ میری کہانیوں میں سے بس اپنے مطلب کی بات نکال کر بیٹھ گیا ہے!“
”روح میں تمہیں اس دن یہی بتا رہی تھی کہ صرف تم یہ سوچتی ہو کہ لوگ کہانیوں کو مکمل طور پر فولو کرتے ہیں لیکن ایسا نہیں ہے لوگ بس اپنے مطلب کی باتیں نکال کر بیٹھ جاتے ہیں جیسے کوئی دل پھیکنے والی لڑکی ہوگی تو وہ کہانیوں کے تمام ہیرو کے انتظار میں بیٹھ گئی ہوں گی، لیکن کچھ لوگ تو واقعی میں سیکھتے ہیں بالکل ان لوگوں کی طرح جنہوں نے اپنے جسم کے حصوں سے دوسروں کی مدد کی ہے“ مون سادہ لہجے میں بولی تھی،
”مون تم ٹھیک کہہ رہی ہو، ہم لوگوں کی سوچوں کو تبدیل نہیں کر سکتے، بس ایک راستے دے سکتے ہیں!“
”بالکل، اور تم اس بارے میں زیادہ نہیں سوچو، رہنے دو سب ٹھیک ہے“ مون بولی،
”خالہ کہہ رہی تھیں کہ غضنفر پانچ دن بعد واپس جا رہا ہے پھر وہاں جاکر تمہارے ڈاکومنٹس بنوائے گا انشاء اللہ پھر رخصتی کی ڈیٹ فکس کریں گے!“
”جیسا آپ کو بہتر لگے“ مون بولی،
”ویسے ماشاء اللہ بہت اچھی لگ رہی تھی تمہاری جوڑی“ روح بولی،
”شکریہ!“ مون مسکرا دی تھی،
Sneak Peak
It was now nine o'clock at night, Rooh Gul was sitting on the swing with Moon.
"Moon, believe me, my wallet and pen are completely silent because this person has the diary. I am feeling very lonely," said Rooh Gul, she was very sad.
"Rooh, now there is only one solution, you go to his house and bring the diary."
"Moon, I will find out the address of the house but I don't want to go. He looks strange, I mean... It's fine, but people don't do anything for the sake of money, I'm just not going because of this fear... And the second thing is that I go to his house, it's not good for my ego, he will read my diary, read it!, tell people, tell them!. As long as Allah has given me respect, he cannot take away my respect from me!... And anyway, the Nawab is on vacation, so where will we meet at home?" Rooh said in a simple tone,
"Rooh, then what is the matter with the heart that makes you sad? Just leave everything to Allah's help."
"His check is also kept like this" she said rubbing her eyes,
"By the way, his truth was written in the diary?" Moon asked
"What truth... Man, I wanted to give him an empty diary and take a lot of money from it and work for the poor"
"Soul, you were acting falsely here, when Allah did this because you never lied, Allah just helped you in this way"
"Moon, that's fine... But I told the lie to help others"
"Man, what was the need for you to do all this?"
"Man, he makes claims but doesn't help"
"Let him live, I had to suffer later" Moon was angry,
"Moon, I found it strange, he would also feel guilty like this"
"Leave it, Miss Helper!" She frowned,
"Today I have come to know something new"
"What?"
"You know that Rohil reads stories, that too by writer Rooh Gul?" She had now leaned back from the swing,
"Yes, I know that he reads your stories"
"But Rohil's people don't know that I am Rooh Gul, only you and the person who has my diary know that," she said, showing interest,
"Yes... so tell me what happened now"
"What happened is that Rohil likes Rooh Gul in his heart and wants to find her and marry her"
"What!..." Moon was very surprised,
"Yes, no!" She said while rubbing her face,
"Dude, I am beautiful to all of them, what should I do now?" Rooh had repeatedly said,
"Now just make it so that nothing has happened to your Rooh Gul brother" Moon said,
"By the way, your brother-in-law is very mean!" Rooh rolled her eyes,
"What do you mean?"
" "It means that he has taken out only his own meaning from my stories and sat down!"
"What I was telling you in my soul that day is that you are the only one who thinks that people follow stories completely, but it is not like that, people just take out their own meaning and sit down, like if there was a heart-throb girl, she would have sat down waiting for all the heroes of the stories, but some people really learn, just like those people who have helped others with their body parts," Moon had said in a simple tone,
"Moon, you are right, we cannot change people's thoughts, we can only give a path!"
"Exactly, and you don't think too much about it, let it be, everything is fine," Moon said,
"Auntie was saying that Ghazanfar is going back in five days, then he will go there and get your documents done, God willing, then we will fix the date of departure!"
"As you like," Moon said,
"By the way, Masha Allah, your pair looked very good," Rooh said,
"Thank you!" Moon smiled,
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"Page number two hundred and sixty... Today, after three days, I have opened my diary, Haseeb's threats had such an effect on me that I have developed a fever,
Well, now we will see what happens, now I will think only what makes me happy, because Allah is indeed great and He is the one who runs this world... The only thing is that I do not understand why cowardice occurs within a person?...
Is it because of a lack of self-confidence that a person feels within himself?...
Does there become a lack of faith in Allah?...
Or say that we believe that only a person can do everything, whether it is pain or happiness!... In my opinion, all these things are a reflection of human thinking... And all these things are proven wrong to the last extent, because how is it possible that the one who is running this world does not understand the feelings inside a person...
Allah has left some gap in every person which the person himself has to complete, to leave this gap The purpose of is that a person should try and complete it with his own struggle, but some people, instead of filling this gap, keep expanding this gap with their own actions... Do you know that Allah has left a gap of cowardice in me and I have to complete this gap... The only thing is to understand. A person who wants to understand takes a lesson from even a grain of sand and understands, and a person who does not want to understand, then even if a person made of clay stands in front of him, he cannot understand...
At that time, it was eight in the morning, I picked up my mobile and saw that there was a message from this wrong number. I had replied that "wrong number", then his reply came, "Are you asking or telling?" I don't know what's so funny about his message. I laughed. I replied, "I'm telling you that you sent the message to the wrong number." He replied, "Just assume that this message was for you. Actually, I typed the number on my behalf. Now it has reached you... God has brought us together." I was surprised at how the boy was.