𝑬𝒉𝒔𝒂𝒂𝒔 𝑬 𝑼𝒍𝒇𝒂𝒕 (𝑩𝒐𝒐𝒌 1)

Matched #2

# SHOT 2

Qureshi's were the biggest donator to the several NGO's and there were several orphanages which were run by them. Though no one knew that the anonymous donator over the years had been them. It was the first time that Shaista Qureshi had hosted the ball in one of the biggest ballroom of the Qureshi mansion that was filled with multitude of the people. There were various ministers, the celebrities from different field along with the prominent business personalities.

Ayaan  was busy selecting the tux for the day when he was confused with the blue and black tux. He looked at the suits and knew that whatever he felt like wearing won't even please his mother so Ayaan went to their wing of the mansion. He was lucky that he had his own wing and it was a blessing since sometimes his parents were worse than the teenagers. He had caught them many times red handed and now he knew how to be safe from his parents never ending romance.

Ayaan was in a hurry since a servant had already told him that Shaista madam had asked him to be down in ten minutes and Ayaan  looked at himself, he was still in his night dress. He had just ten minutes to get ready, his mother didn't like him late and he knew that he was in bigger mess if he didn't get ready on time.

Ayaan rushed and opened the door to his parents room and caught them in a in a heated snogging session, instead of being embarrassed he just taunted them.

"Don't you think that you two are old enough to stop these embarrassing session of yours, I had enough in my childhood." His mother looked at him with an intense gaze and answered him back

"Ayaan Qureshi I raised you better than this, don't you think you should have knocked before barging into the room like that."

Ayaan looked at his mother, she was dressed immaculately along with his fathe dressed, both were complimenting each other perfectly, there was not a pristine hair of his father out of place. He sometimes thought that they were very strict with his upbringing but Ayaan knew it wasn't the case, every Qureshi had strict parents for the outer world, and the front they showed to the people was very different than what they were actually.

"Why are you not dressed yet young man?" asked his father, his father was looking handsome in black tux and his mother was complimenting him with her black saree.

"Why do I have to attend these parties Mama,  don't you think I am old enough to take my decisions." Ayaan asked trying to be over sweet.

"Ayaan darling, as a Qureshi you need to learn about every tradition and hosting parties and balls is one of them, now don't be a spoilt sport and come with me, let me make you presentable enough for the ladies at the party. I know you haven't got yourself a date yet."

Horror filled Ayaan's eyes, how did she knew, he was up with one more set of brainless chits who were nothing but empty brains.
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