GUZAARISH

Kalb

YAAR KO HUM NE JA BAJA DEKHA

" Dada Sa, aaj ap ki appointment hai na. Phir ap gye kiun nhe abhi tak." Mairaaj asked, his eyes alternating between his Dada and the ipad in his hand.

" Mne tumhe kaha tha ke apne baap se milne chale jao. Tum ne meri baat nhe maani. Mein bhi nhe maanta." The old man replied.

" Tsk, Dada Sa ap jaante hn ke un ko bardasht nhe kr sakta." Mairaaj replied, annoyed .

" Meri baat maan lo, mein tumhaari bhi maan loonga." Dada sa put forward.

Mairaaj had no other choice but to go see the one man, he tries to avoid.
The one man who was supposed to be his best friend, but in reality is nothing more than a stranger living in the same house as him.
Mairaaj's relation with his father deteriorated after the death of his mother.
The father and son were both mourning but never understood each other's pain.

Mairaaj dressed in a raven black suit, hair perfectly gelled back, he strutted with a demeanor that screamed dominance. Heads bowed as he passed through the corridor of his father's office.

With a heavy sigh, he pulled open the glass door, revealing his father sat back in his chair.

" Mairaaj?" the middle aged man who looked like an older version of his son, looked up from his laptop.

"Tum yahan?" Behraan Malik asked because he never expected his son to visit him.

"Ap ne bulaya tha?" Mairaaj asked, his face holding sheer hate for his father.

" Haan, Ao betho. kuch baaten krni hai." Behraan replied.

Unwantingly, Mairaaj walked over and grabbed a seat opposite to his desk.

" Ye tumhaare haath ko kia hua." Behraan asked indicating towards the bandaged knuckle.
As if Mairaaj hadn't already seen it, his eyes went to the bandaged hand, his mind replaying the memories from that one night where he almost caught his arch nemesis. A strange tingling on the back of his head.

Getting no reply, Behraan began "Mein soch rha tha ke tum se khud iss baare mein baat karoon."

" Kon si bast?" Mairaaj questioned.

" Moeen Ali Khan." Behraan stated flatly.

" What about him." Mairaaj asked.

"Its not good for the family ke hamare relations Moeen Ali ke saath bure se bure hote rhe hn. Abhi uss ne marina dock je saath jo kiya aur tum ne mujhe btana bhi zaroori nhe samjha."

"Because, I can handle it." Mairaaj said, his temper rising.

" Ab ye problem aur violence se hal nhe hoga. Hame beth kr koi agreement krna hoga. Hamari unn logon se dushmani na hi hamare liye achi hai aur na unn ke liye."

" Kia matlab agreement, Janwaar hn vo. Janwaron se koi peace agreement ho sakta hai? Mein us ke ik ik bande ka katal kar doonga. Iss ka yehi hal hai."

Behraan sighed,"Mein jo keh rha hun tum vohi karo ge, Mein aur tum uss se milne jayen ge, aur iss salon puraani dushmani ka hal nikalen ge. Thats final."

" Mein... aesa hargiz nhe karoon ga." Mairaaj said flatly.

"Tum jaante ho na ke tumhare majour projects abhi bhi mere under hn. Dont make me do something I dont want to do."

"Ap mere projects ko kuch nhe kren ge."
Mairaaj warned him.

"Phir meri baat manni pare gi. I can't see my family being threatened by those savages."

As if Mairaaj wasn't already mad at his father for threatning him with his life's work, Behraan said " Mein aur tumhaare Dada Sa tumhari shaadi krna chahte hn."