(1) Peeplan hi peeplan

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Hi wonderful people, we are in our first chapter. I just edited this chapter at midnight when I should be sleeping. It might not make a whole lot of sense but I was writing this while thoosing a samosa in my mouth to keep myself awake. Uff the stuff I do for y'all. I hope you enjoy this chapter filled with craziness and interesting characters.

In a quiet neighborhood of a normal suburb, there was one house that was standing out

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In a quiet neighborhood of a normal suburb, there was one house that was standing out.

With the amount of people going in and out of the house and trucks and cars that filled the neighborhood parking lot so much it was causing a traffic jam for the people who actually lived there, it was clear this was no ordinary house. In fact it was not an ordinary home at all, it was the home of our main character.

And you might be wondering who's house it might be, why are there so many log (people) there, why peplan hi peplan (a lot of people) and too much rush? Sabr karo (have some patience) I'll tell you right now

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And you might be wondering who's house it might be, why are there so many log (people) there, why peplan hi peplan (a lot of people) and too much rush? Sabr karo (have some patience) I'll tell you right now. But through the eyes of those who they love the most.

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"Where is this girl? Uff Allah even on this day she is Gayab (missing)!" Zahida exclaims looking around for someone. Her search continues as she asks around in the busy house but no one knows where she was.

Of course it is busy around here, shaadi wala ghar jo hai! (a marriage is happening in the house!) "Once I get my hands on her, aaj is larki ko maine uski daadi na yaad karadi toh mera naam bhi Zahida Mahid nehi!" (if I don't remind this girl of her paternal grandmother, then my name is not Zahida Mahid!)

Walking towards the backyard area where the decorators are hanging flowers and lights for the welcome of their new family member, she checks left and right but does not find who she is looking for.

Walking towards the backyard area where the decorators are hanging flowers and lights for the welcome of their new family member, she checks left and right but does not find who she is looking for

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