Ashi's pov :
It was night and I was checking out the project and waitt... what on the earth happened to this..there is something missing.. if we produce this product.. there is no way that we could get any profit.. No doubt that this project is important for us and the way he made this project.. there is no way that we got this project. That crazy brat..I stood up and made my way towered abba's room.. I entered there without knocking because the anger was increasing every minute...
"Abbaa... vo project aapne kisi ko diyaa thaa... the presentation is just worsen than I expected. No doubt I impressed by first two slides but what about other slide ? Did you check it ? This is horrible. And there is no way that we could get this project by this presentation. How could you did this ? Handed this millionaire project to a person who couldn't even able to make a presentation perfect ? And why the hell you employed him in our company ?" I said out frustrating..
"Shant meri meri sherniii... itna gussa karna achha nahi hee.."
"Gussa nahi karu to kya karuu baba... " I said and sat beside him resting my head on his shoulder.. the only that calm my anger.
"Don't worry.. from now you will Handel this project okay ?" He said and i nodded.
Author's pov :
It was a day before jhumma.. in haydrabad all of the people were busy on preparation while ashi was done with her work. It's her dance time. She loves to dance and it is her routine since she was 7. She put all her stuff in their place and made her way to her dance room..
At the same time two black BMW stopped in front of the mansion. Of course it's non other than Tanzeel khan and his father.. who are going to live there for some days maybe. Tanzeel's dd entered in the mansion while tanzeel was going inside noticed each and every detail of the house after all he had this habit to notice every single thing.
He was following his father but some music started echoing in his ear. He stopped and looked around..
"Aap log jaayiye..ham aate hee.." He said and they headed but tanzeel followed the music's direction and his steps stopped in front of a huge door.. his mind was saying no to open it but his heart was saying just open it. Becuse in this big mansion and in a house of a nawab who would be playing music this loudly ? Curiosity was hovering him and his hand automatically move forward and opened the door...
The room was dark but light of candles were enough for him to watch a figure. A woman same age as him was twirling and her hands were on the air with the motion and sound of ghungroo echoed in his ears. Her long dark brown hair were looking flowing but the person he was watching was still not realized that someone was watching her. And the next second beat dropped and she stopped dancing. He was facing her back and watching her movement. She took off the ghungroo she was wearing and put them on its place.. she wore her off white heels and stood up but when she looked toward the door a person was standing there.. first she thought it was a servant but it was look more like a man. She was surprised a man was just entered in that room while no man was allowed there. She widen her eyes to see cleary his face but darkness not allowed to her grey more like blue eyes. But his olive green orbs were perfectly visible to her.. who he was ? There were no one that had green eyes than who's he?
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Dil Ibbadat (on hold )
Fanfictionit's a pakistani based story. a story of two nawab and their child - ASHI KHAN AND TANZEEL KHAN. both of them were fall for eachother from the day since their eyes laid on eachother for the first time. but would they abel to accept eachother ? or t...
