Ch.17.Do you remember me...?

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                  Weddings ; Occassions that are thrilling, full of excitement,and a memorable span of time for family and friends to come together and rejoice!! Even the simplest of weddings require lots of preparations and arrangements.

               As much as weddings can be fun, the exhaustion that follows the day after the wedding renders you as much inactive and lifeless as you were lively and active the day before! The Bakhtiyar's house was an example of this exact situation.

            The day of the nikah had been extremely chaotic and busy. Even though the nikah took place after Asr Salah in the masjid yet the lunch was arranged at the bride's place and later after nikah there was a reception at the Bakhtiyar's house in the evening followed by dinner.
So the entire day had been immensely tiring.Fortunately for the Bakhtiyar's , the Walima programme was supposed to be in the evening the next day and so they had time to rest their tired selves.

        

             As soon as the bride's relatives had departed and the dinner function was over, most of the members had retired for the night as the next day was going to be even more eventful with a lot of guests.

            After all some quite special guests had been invited  ;)

        

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               The next evening the whole house was buzzing with activity as they were supposed to reach the Wedding hall in time. The Walima programme was arranged after Maghrib salah yet they had to leave early to make it in time.

               Arif was yelling around the house much to the ladies annoyance that if the women didn't get ready in time he was going to leave them behind to come by themselves.  And it was obvious he was going to take the ladies since most of the men had been doing the arrangements at the hall and among the members at home he alone knew driving.

 
                Zaara and Nawal were threatened by their dearest Farheen bhabi to apply all of the make- up much to their protests. Yet the girls had kept it very light compared to other caked faces around them!

              After much hustle and bustle they left the house at 6:30 in the evening and reached the hall by 7:45. The men and women sections were separate and so almost all of the women had removed their abayas.
Soon the hall was filled with guests from both sides. The bride and groom were  showered with gifts and compliments and there was joyful atmosphere all around.

         

                At around 8:45 , a black Honda city made its way through the entrance and parked in an empty spot. The front doors opened and the tall, handsome, Shaykh brothers stepped out in their exclusively awesome sherwanis. Afzal stood watching around the sparkling area with a thudding heart while Arhaan opened the door for his mom.

             After Mrs.Shaykh had walked into the ladies section, Arhaan placed a hand on his brother's shoulder, "Calm down Afz, you look too much worried."

            Afzal raked a hand through his silky hair as he turned to his brother,
"Arhaan, she is here. I can't believe we are going to be under the same roof. And try as I might, my stupid heart isn't just ready to calm down. "

           Arhaan smiled, "It's ok.Dont be nervous. I am here with you.And now we are going to meet her brother.So get yourself composed. "

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