Qubool hai~I-F walon ka version~(Open for everyone)

Hello guyz!!So Ana( ARandKJFan )and I were thinking that why don't we write our own version of qubool hai here from starting to end.So what do you guyz say..Like this we could have fun and increase the forum activity at the same time.we will go on writing the story the way we want..Then Qubool hai would be just like how we want it..What do you say?So i think Ana is starting the one😆

PS:be sure you write sumthing that relates to the other one who wrote before or else it won't make sense.Would it?😆

Once upon a time, there lived a hot and handsome guy in Bhopal. He was famous for cracking baseless jokes and wiered architectural ideas throughout the nation. His parents named him Asad Ahmed Khan, and he really started feeling to be a lion. He was running an architectural firm, and paid his employees to laugh like asses on his foolish jokes.
Once he won a contract for his firm and asked his employes if they were ready for some Rock and Roll, everybody cheered. he ordered some rocks and asked two most excited employes to roll over them. Two had to roll and the eighteen had to romp on his foolish joke.
By:-Maliha-


And then came the one with the some brain cells functioning properly, Ayaan Ahmed Khan. Well, not really.
P:S now continue this🤣

Once upon a time, there lived a hot and handsome guy in Bhopal. He was famous for cracking baseless jokes and wiered architectural ideas throughout the nation. His parents named him Asad Ahmed Khan, and he really started feeling to be a lion. He was running an architectural firm, and paid his employees to laugh like asses on his foolish jokes.
Once he won a contract for his firm and asked his employes if they were ready for some Rock and Roll, everybody cheered. he ordered some rocks and asked two most excited employes to roll over them. Two had to roll and the eighteen had to romp on his foolish joke.

OMG!!!

One day Asad's Mom told him, they have an NRI guest, Asad was all welcoming in nature. He asked Najma and Ami to prepare guest room and lavish dinner fah the guest. He invited Ayaan too on the dinner as he wanted someone to be there who could understand his deep and innovative jokes, ps he would get a much required dose of his shairies too with whom he was in love with.

As soon as Zoya entered the house, Najma went into her room seeing all the attention Zoya was getting from her darling brother. He didn't even sing her the regular song, 'Chikni Chameli' as soon as she came back from college. Najma felt very hurt and didn't want to see this guest at all. So, she picked up her horse-glasses with which she could only see straight and headed out. Zoya was the first one she saw and Zoya exclaimed, "Oh my god! I totally love your glasses. It is so cool. Could you lend it to me sometime?"

Okay the mariage day of our oh-not-so-bright Zoya Farooqui came. She was taken downstairs & the first thing she noticed about the guy was that he was wearing jeans. She breathed a sigh of relief.

As for Asad, he remembered the first day he met her. He was shocked was an understatement. He couldn't believe that such an awesome girl would be living here. Everything about her was cool, except the fact that she didn't have the ability to understand his jokes. I mean, really? But she knew karate and saved him from Akram's family who were going to beat him up and kill him with their looks. He just hoped the relationship between her and Ayaan improved over time.