Soda He Meri Jaan Ka an Urdu Short Story on betting by Sehrish Rani. Last night, the weather was very pleasant. The sky had been cleared by the rain. Clouds were moving in fragments. On the horizon, breeze was playing with the sun rays. Next morning was also pleasant. He entered the kitchen in a hurry. “Where Abdullah is left, have been waiting for so long, at least he should stay at home on an off day.” He sat down by pulling a chair ignoring everything Sahir said. He looked satirically and said, ‘my dear brother-in-law, do you remember what date it is today?’ he stopped while taking a morsel of food. 27th January, suddenly their gaze was exchanged and a deep smile spread on both of their faces.
Heart touching .tears are dropping off