Afreen 🌺 Part 17🌺

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Afreen

Part 17

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"Abbaji, bhai... badi der ho gayi aaj.." Zubair asked his father and brother, seeing them coming all tired from the meeting they had with the people of their village and the surrounding area.

One of the household help came and took the bags from the hands of Junaid as they made themselves comfortable in the living room. The Haveli was almost four hundred years old but with the renovation and changing trend it was kept upto date.

"Kuch mahino mein election hain Zubair aur tum jaante ko ki kitna kaam aajata hai..." The Nawab of Shahbaad had been always meticulous in his work and that was the reason, there were meetings on the progress of their province, that includes various villages, districts and cities.

He wasn't just the Nawab of Shahbaad, it was more like a title that was bestowed centuries back to his ancestors, but with the change in society and technological advancement, Shahbaad, that was considered the biggest of the village back in those days, had emerged as a full fledged province, situated in the valley of mountains. They were of the few families who haven't renounced their title of Nawabs instead they wear that crown for the generations now.

The nawabs of Shahbaad were respected among the masses and the progress of the province was one of the major reasons.

"Jee Kaam toh aajata hai.. lekin apni sehat ka khayal rakhna chahiye aapko.. aap dono kuch dino se lagatar masroof hai. Agar jayada kaam hai toh kal main chala jata hun bhaijaan ke saath." Zubair propositioned knowing that his father shouldn't be stressing so much in this age.

He knew how active his father was when it comes to the work related to his people.. the ordinary masses which looked upon the Nawab sahab for their problems and it was their responsibility to prove them right.

Listening to his younger son, Nawab sahab informed his son about the impending meeting for the next day.

"Nahi, kal baithak haveli mein hai.. Saare Zilon ke sarpanch aayenge.. sab milna chah rahe hain.."

"Lagta hai iss baar Mir Sahab bhool gaye hain ki Shahbaad me kiski huqumat chalti hai.." Zubair commented understanding the reason for the meeting. It was a rare case for all the sarpanchs to come together when they have monthly and annual meetings all the time.

"Baba iss baar election ka candidate dekhna padega. Pichli baar ke kiye gaye vaade bhi pure nahi kiye gaye hai.. log khasa naraaz hain aur.." zubair informed his father of the information that was given to him recently by his people.

They may not be a part of political system but they do know how to keep the parties in check.

"Aur kya zubair?" Junaid asked not having the enough information on the matters of their region.

"Zor zabardasti bhai.. Ahmed Mir isn't able to keep his sons in check. Local police ko kharida gaya tha.. ladki ke ghar wale yahan se chale gaye. Yeh baat ab samne aayi hai."

The cryptic and minimum words of zubair were enough for his father to know what was needed.

"Toh isliye is baar seat se hame khada kiya ja raha hai.." Junaid told them remembering how the biggest party has actually approached his father to choose a candidate from their hometown for the candidature this time.

And it was unsaid words but they wants a member of the Khan household.

"Kya party funding chali gayi hai zubair?" Asif Khan asked after sometime.

"Shayad haan abbaji.." Zubair informed his father, not sure as the work was now handled by his nephew.

"Theek hai.. dekhte hain kya karna hai.." responded the father of the two.

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