Mera Jugnu Kho Gaya A Short Story by Shazia Rana. Does your cousin know how to speak? Imran was asking to Haya who was combing her hair. She often speaks too much but turns very silent whenever someone comes in. Haya looked towards Jugnu who was spreading clothes on the rod. She looked once toward both of them and then went outside. By the way, what a great name, Jugnu. It appears as if she is born in total darkness and her family had seen some light after her birth. He seemed to be making fun of her but also appreciating her glowing color as well. No it is not like that. Haya got jealous at his praise for her. Her parents died in an accident when Jugnu was of five years. She was left alone in this world as she had no siblings.
