Kyun uthe dil chor aaye ff - BANI MAIN HEER USKI

Chap 4- Gudh se meetha ishq

Amrit went upto her father and served him meethe chawal. She prepared it on every Basant panchmi and her father loved the taste.

"Amrit putr," he said sipping some water," Rab has blessed me with health, wealth and a daughter like you. Once I do your kanyadan, I will feel even more blessed. This evening, I have invited Veer Sahab and his family to our house. I want to fix the wedding date today itself."

Amrit's face fell. Though she admired Veer Pratap Singh, she wasnt sure if she loved him.

"Excellent decision veerji," Mogar bua said," once Amru is married, then we can think about my Rajnibala as well."

VASHMA'S HOUSE

Vashma washed her face as her eyes were all smeared with kajal. She then put on a brand new pink colored salwar kameez with a heavily embroidered dupatta. Covering her head with a beautiful hijab which her ammi had specially stitched for her, she wore bangles and anklets too.

Then she left for Amrit's house.

"Rab rab rab rab rab," said Mogar bua looking at Vashma," why hijab today?"

"Because it makes her look prettier," said Amrit smiling and handing a bowl of meethe chawal to Vashma.

"This is delicious," said Vashma," well Amru, where is Uday?"

"Veerji is upstairs on the terrace. All the men are flying kites."

"Shall we go and see?" Vashma asked.

"Okay," said Amrit and they both went upstairs.

Vashma looked at Uday who was busy flying the kites.

She smiled to herself and said to Amrit,"Your veerji seems to be winning the competition. He is pretty talented."

"Yes, that I know," said Amrit.

"Hmm," said Vashma taking a few steps forward and saying," Bhanu veerji, I want to compete as well."

"Sure," said Bhanu giving her the kite.

"Amrit," she said proudly handing her the roll of manjha," you hold this."

Very soon, Vashma's kite was competing with Uday's kite.

"I wont let you win Vashma," said Uday pulling the manjha of his kite.

"That we shall see very soon," said Vashma in full competetive spirit.

Just then, some neighbours from the other roof began throwing stones at Vashma.

"What is this muslim girl doing in your house?" the neighbourhood ladies screamed as they picked up more stones.

"Ah!" cried Vashma covered her bleeding forehead with her hand.

"Vashma!" Uday left his kite and rushed to her," you....you are hurt!"

"Stop it!" he turned around and yelled at the women," you dare throw another pebble here and I will burn your house down."

That warning made the women stop throwing any more stones.

"Vashma," Amrit rushed to her and wiped the blood off her forehead with her dupatta," come downstairs with me. I shall dress your wound."

Vashma looked at Uday one last time and left with Amrit.