Fairytale (What We All Longed For)ON HOLD

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A lush green grass covering the entirety of spacious area surrounded by a valley of various kind of flowers, the smell radiating from them  Every blow of wind bring new found joy to an individual sitting on chair placed on the center of lawn, she sat there glistened under the subtle rays of dusk, looking at particularly nothing....

A briming cup of tea seems to be placed on the center of table....As wind blew playing with the luscious brown locks of her moved from her shoulders to the back....

She closed her eyes to feel the pleasantness wind has bought to her, her entire posture radiate authority and elegance...her gaze wandered from the bed of roses to the entrance of Mansion....

A smile played on her lips as she saw a cute yet very beautiful girl walking towards her while wrapping shawl around her shoulders...

As she approached shyly...

May I? ....

Anabiya you don't need my permission...this place is yours as much as mine....The individual replied softly to which Anabiya nodded...

Sitting across each other as the comfortable silence prevailed....Anabiya asked looking at tree at a certain distance....

Bhabhi do you love Shazain Bhai....the question came rather straight forward startling Mrs Shazain Bakhtiyar Afandi..

As the figure looked at Anabiya sensing her gaze Anabiya immediately corrected her self
Sorry bhabhi I just looked at you two at the breakfast so the thought came into mind...

No need to apologize Anabiya...and I don't love Shazain..she smiled a little at the end..

but Anabiya can tell just by glance that those beautiful Hazel eyes of the ethereal beauty sitting in front of her holds much more than meet the eye...

What do you think love is Anabiya....a question came rather abrupt..

To me...a silence prevailed as Anabiya seems to be lost at her thoughts...

It's something that makes me wanna know more , maybe I could sense butterflies in my stomach.. trying to form an answer, Anabiya gave up at the end. I don't know bhabhi she replied sheepishly..

Mrs Shazain giggled a little....You know what I felt when I look at zain...The moment I said I do I was his and he was mine...in every single way possible...I wanna be near him I am obsessed by the way he made me feel when I am with him, I find comfort in the feeling of nearness, It's astonishing how he talks, the baritone voice the gentleness, the way he lifts my spirit just by being him, the way he call my name the first thing when he entered into the mansion, the way his lips curled into a beautiful smile when he see me right in front of him, the way I made him feel valued and cherished we are so invested in each other lives yet so understanding, his success is mine and mine is his. his sorrows ate mine mine is his..with each word her smile grew...such as the notion, now tell me Anabiya how does the mere four letter word be capable enough to hold so much with in.

As the silence continued Anabiya lost in her worlds again heared the soft subtle voice of her bhabhi.

To us the word love has been exploit way before we knew what it was....growing up watching movies from child hood we get to know that love means happily ever after did that do justice to the notion No dear with every passing year our believe only get firmer that if it's not happily ever after if the Princess doesn't get the prince, it's not love.

but you know what real love is it's to find happily ever after it's a delusion to say love finds us, we find it in the smallest of gesters, in forgiving one another, getting past of what we have been through to looks what's ahead to face, it's fighting for and with sometimes to yourself or for yourself...compromises shapes compassion my dear.

Everyone has a different definition is to what love means to them, mine will be entirely apart from yours Mrs Anabiya Dilshaad Baktayar Afandi, you might not got married on your will but you will find your answers soon and you have a whole new definition of love all to yourself.. 

with that Iram Shahzain Bakhtayar Afandi stood up leaving dumbfounded Anabiya still lost in her thought.

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