TroubleMaker

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 18 :: 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝!

Security around the Havelli became even more stricter especially after what Insiyaa did.......even though Amarendra Raichand didn’t say anything to Insiyaa about Manali trip, he secretly was slightly offended by the fact that his 15 years old daughter would dare to do something like that.

but in her defence, her baba was always so overprotective.......always wants to control her.

He doesn’t EVER let her attend school.....even when when the said school she got admitted was especially for the girls.

various tutors her baba appointed for her.....failing in her class was never an option. Once in while she'd go and that's only 2 to 4 days a month and she knew no one in her school liked her thinking she was absolutely privileged and teachers favoured her and that's why she always had good grades ......but that's not fully true. If only they'd understand that she wanted to mingle with all of them as well but she wasn’t allowed to go out.

Though she was relieved with her study and good teaching along with good grades, she was secretly very cross with his father as well as her care taker Jubeyda amma. The reason was that she no only had tried to talk her father into a stop her study and start looking eligible husband for her.....

and as if that wasn’t enough she also was constantly breathing down on her neck.....even when she was studying let night, bringing food because she might be hungry, and dry fruits for brain, warm milk,....she doesn’t like warm milk, she like cold one and amma knows it and she  brought out her Quran and sat on her bed.....and started reading it in her low yet melodious voice.

"amma....padhayi kar rahi hoon na mein, aap doosre kamre mein kyun ni jaate"

[ amma. i'm trying to study, why don't you go to another room ]

but she didn’t even bother to look up at her......Insiyaa let out a sigh.

Amarendra Raichand was a rich householder.......a businessperson with group industries such as real estate, steel, cement, home appliances, tele communication etc but it is their Jewellers that's famous all around India........

they used to live in another havelli than where they are right now, quite smaller in size that was......Amarendra build that one when Ahana, his wife was still alive almost more than a decade and half ago, that was known to everyone as Nayi Havelli by people of Jodhpur, but then his wife died and Amarendra decided to come back again......ever since then he made many changes what his father aka Insiyaa's grand father didn’t like, but he didn’t like many things in the past......

and all of those babbling stopped when he took his last breath......

so,....after that without anyone there uttering any nonsense, slowly he finished renovating and redecorating the old havelli into a luxurious huge three-storied building......

Since then, Jubeyda amma had kept wishing that Amarendra Raichand at least once call the mawlana Akhtar Raza khan...so he would come to their house and bless them. All this time the old man was reluctant to travel so far from Lucknow, but now the opportunity presented itself and he had sent a letter from there stating that he would come to visit them on his return journey. Joy and excitement were boundless for Amma. She started the preparations in full swing. After all, Mawlana's visit to the house would make it holy......

Amarendra kept it quiet and Insiyaa just kept fuming.....

All the furniture from the big room on the ground floor was removed. A new taped bed with new furnishings arrived for the Mawlana to sleep in. Because she didn’t want him to climb up and down,.....he was very religious and never misses Salah and he'd go to mosque 5 times a day.

"abhi suno meri baat....Mawlana sahab aarahe hain....mujhe koi bachpana ni chahiye.... abhi bade hogaye ho aur ha mathe pe hamesha dupatta rakhna, koi jor jor chillana ni, gana ni bajana aur nahi nachna hain, jab tak wo hain, namaz padhna hai panch waqt,...sonaa hain time par...... to phone pe apne sir na ghucha ke rakhna, samjh aayi baat" Amma quickly said and glared at her

[ Now listen to me....Maulana Sahib is coming....I don't want any childishness....you are grown enough now and always keep a scarf over your head, neither shouting or yelling loudly or dancing around, nor playing songs, as long as he is there, you'll not miss your five times of prayer so,..sleep on time and no using phone all the night, understood the point ?"

she only sighed....and that's when she heard some snickering.....

'daadijaan iss baari tumhe Insaan banaake chodegi' a remark came few moment after before that remark maker's face came in light....

[ granma will finally be able to make human out of you this time ]

Rushda Rahil.......with her biting humor, she never liked.

'Rush....don't say that' Rushad's sister chided coming out from shadow behind her....and gave her a smile

'whaaat! it's true....I'd not be surprised if she would manage to marry her off by the end of this year' Rushda continued

'Rushda chup ho jao aab' Ruthba hissed, while Insiyaa just frowned at Rushda and then left from there.

so, with that few days later, during the last 10 days of Ramadan, her brothers returned for Eid vacation and Mawlana sahab arrived as well.

But what bad weather it was......!

The sky was overcast with dark clouds accompanied by storm and incessant rain. In the meantime, Amma was so busy preparing sweets and arranging for fruits and sumptuous iftar that she hardly found any time to breathe. Even with all that she managed to clean up the bed and fix up the mosquito net for the Mawlana.

After a lot of discussion, that tired man finished his dinner and went to bed. The servants also retired. Lying down in that neat and comfortable bed, Mawlana could not help but felt absolutely content and thank Allah once again before closing his eyes.

tip.....tip.....tip!

But suddenly in the middle of the night he woke up. Drops of water were falling over his kameez, possibly coming from the ceiling and through the mosquito net.

Oh! How cold that water was! Hurriedly he got out of the bed and wiped his stomach.

Then he said to himself, “Even though Amarendra Raichand renovated in anrw way, the roof has already developed cracks under the strong wether”

The bed was not much heavy, so the Mawlana dragged it to the other side of the room along with the mosquito net and again lay down to sleep.

tip....tip..... tip.....

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