Sarah made her way to her favourite spot in the garden. As she stood there, a pang of sadness washed over her, and she couldn't help but express her emotions out loud. "Oh, my beautiful garden, I am going to miss you so much," she whispered, unaware that her words could be heard by anyone nearby.
Just then, Kashan appeared, curious about Sarah's melancholy. "Are you going back to India?" he asked with a hint of sadness in his voice. Sarah nodded, acknowledging the inevitable. "Hmm, yes. Now that Zakir bhai is married, we have to go back," she replied, her voice tinged with a touch of sorrow.
But Kashan, being the playful friend that he was, reassured Sarah, "But don't forget your friend once you are back!" Sarah couldn't help but chuckle at his remark. "Friend, huh? Who? You?" she teased, "I don't make friends so easily, but I'll be happy if you become that one friend from New York."
Kashan chuckled in response, acknowledging their shared journey. "So again, here we are, in the same boat. Not bad," he remarked, appreciating the connection they had formed. Sarah smiled warmly, said, "Maybe that's why we have become friends now," she playfully replied.
Kashan continued the banter, jokingly saying, "So, you accept that I am your friend from New York?" Sarah laughed, her eyes sparkling with joy, "Maybe...yes, but one day, inshaAllah, I'll definitely come back here. This place has given me so many blissful moments, especially with my family members."
Kashan smiled and said sadly, "I wish we could have spend more time together" Sarah chuckled, her heart filled with warmth, "Of course, inshaAllah. Now that I have got another reason to come" Kashan's smile widened as he playfully responded, "Next time you come, inform me so that we can go to to my favourite spots."
Sarah nodded, her eyes gleaming with hope, "InshaAllah, if it's in our destiny, we will surely meet." Kashan mirrored her sentiment, "InshaAllah."
"And why not you also come to India, Lucknow? There I'll show you my favorite spots," she exclaimed, her voice filled with enthusiasm. Kashan grinned, captivated by the idea. "Sure! Let's make a deal. If you come, I'll show you my favorite spots, and if I come to your place, then you'll show me yours. What do you say?" Sarah nodded eagerly, her smile widening. "Okay, done!" she agreed, thrilled at the prospect of exploring new places together.
As they continued their conversation, their excitement was interrupted by the arrival of Humaira. Sarah's face lit up as she saw her cousin, but before she could explain, Humaira swiftly intervened. "Sarah, what are you doing here?" she questioned, her tone slightly stern. Sarah glanced at Kashan, feeling a bit awkward, and began to respond, but Humaira quickly grabbed her arm, pulling her away. "Come on, Sarah. We're going back, and we won't get a chance to meet again. Let's not waste any more time. Come with me to our room," Humaira insisted, her actions creating an uncomfortable atmosphere for both Sarah and Kashan.
Humaira's motives were not lost on Kashan, who couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. However, he brushed off the strange encounter, not wanting to dwell on it. Deep down, Humaira couldn't bear the thought of Sarah and Kashan growing closer, and she was determined to keep them apart. But little did she know, their bond was already becoming strong.
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Rehan's heart skipped a beat as he gazed at the photographs of Sarah, his mother's words echoing in his mind. "Isn't Sarah looking so beautiful mashallah?" she had said. His heart swelled with admiration, wanting to burst out with his true feelings. "Yes," he thought, "my Sarah is the most beautiful girl in the world." But his nerves got the better of him, and all he could manage was a nervous nod.
Feeling a mix of excitement and apprehension, Rehan retreated to the sanctuary of his room. Locking the door behind him, he couldn't contain his joy any longer. Jumping up and down with unbridled enthusiasm, he couldn't help but smile like an absolute fool. "At last, Sarah is coming back! Wohooo!" he exclaimed, his heart overflowing with anticipation. The mere thought of seeing her again filled him with a sense of warmth and happiness, as if the world had suddenly become a brighter place.
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Love's Unforseen Twist
Short StoryTo my surprise, he looked up and our eyes met. Embarrassed, I quickly closed the window, feeling a rush of heat on my cheeks. I hadn't expected him to notice me observing him.