NOOR-E-SARFARAZ (the war of love)

CHAPTER-6

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Noor pov

I and Nashir Bhai had a really long talk last night and after that I fell asleep. I don't remember when, he was telling me some stories of my childhood. I was so tired so I slept , maybe he had carried me back to my room.

I am not confused anymore. I know what I have to do. And whom to choose.

Marriage is not just a game or just a ritual. It unites two people together along with their family and everything. For their good and bad time.
A marriage should be built on trust, care and lot of love.

And being with someone for whole life is not easy as well. I have to leave this place, my people, my everything. Then I will belong to someone else.

I don't know whether I am ready or not but I am not confused cause maybe not today but tomorrow or any other day I have to get married, I just can't stay like a burden to my brother though I know I am not.

Some people marry just for fun or can say just for some pleasure and desire but that's not what marriage is really for.(it is).

It makes to people to follow each other and help and cherish them. To be with them  for their good time and bad time. To take care of them.

So I know whom I will choose that person. Ishar. yes,he is good for me. He is son of my father's friend and also a good person for me. His family and my family always shared a good relation with each other.

So in future there will be no conflict between us.

But at a same time I am thinking about Sarfaraz, he is ambitious, better than anyone, good looking , powerful, he has every quality a man should have.
But our family never shared a good relation.
I don't know that whether he likes me. Or he is just attracted to me.

Does that matter? Yes for me it does.
I want to be with someone who will love me, care me and always be with me.
 

I heard a footstep and by its sound I came to know who is this person.

Zainab enters inside my room.

'you are already lost in thought about your husband' she teased me. And sat on bed near me. Her hands were holding a clothes for me.
'its not like that zainab, I have already decided whom I will choose' I said and took clothes from her hand.
'badshah' she asked and I looked at her.
' you will see' I replied and went inside the bathing area.

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Zainab made me wear this red sharara with golden colour  flowers embroidery design. It has covered my hands fully as it's full sleeved.
I am wearing a a middle sized bangle, with nose ring and middle sized earrings.
I am not a big fan of jwellery. But I like them once I wear them.

I am sitting in open area where I used to train myself. With my people with everyone. A place where I first started  walking. A place where I made my friends. A place where I first time danced , played with my brother.

This a a same area where I used to play with everyone.
All those gigglings and laugh of everyone.
Tears started building in my eyes.

A men always think that a women is weak. But they never are. It takes grace to leave a house where you have born, where you have made memories.

House where you have spent your life. A family whom you love more than yourself. A country whose people always gave you love.

It takes grace and guts to do this all.

'i know you will miss everyone' someone said from behind. I looked behind and found Sarfaraz standing there.
He walked towards me. And sat near to me.
I didn't dare to match my sight with him. As tears are already falling from it. I don't want to look weak infront of him.

'its fine to cry sometimes princess' he said and my gaze lifted to look at him. I noticed that he was already looking at me.
Our gaze met with each other's.

His eyes were assuring like it was holding so much care and love for me inside it.

'do I really have to leave all this once I get married?' I asked him and he nodded in reply.
I closed my eyes, and more tears fall from it. I just could not control myself.

All of sudden I felt a thum rubbing my cheeks in order to wipe my tears.
I opened my eyes hurriedly and saw him doing this.

' please stop crying, your tears are ripping my heart away and making me hard to breathe' he said and lot of care held in his voice. It was soft and loved. Like he want to cherish me. He don't want to see me crying.

'sorry' he took his hand back and I wiped my tears with the help of sleeves of my dress.

He was still looking at me and his eyes were fixed on me.

He held my hand all of sudden and I looked at him. His one hand was up and one down. He was rubbing my hand smoothing, soothing my pain away. A long shiver ran down my spine. As I sat straight.

We stay liked that for a moment. He kept on rubbing my hand softly.

'i think I should go' isa I'd and stood up. I took my hand back. And a sudden disappear of warmth of his hand, was something that I didn't like.

'so whom are you going to choose' he asked me. I don't know how to answer him this question. I mean he would not like that.

' ishar Khan' I answered just in name.

His facial expressions changed to serious one suddenly. I knew he will not like him.

'dont marry him' he uttered. His voice sounded more like a order than a plead.
' he is right for me' I exclaimed.
"He is not Noor, he is just a boy who plays with everyone's feeling'
' you don't even know him, how can you say such thing about someone' I spit. Ishar is always a good man. How can he say something like that.

'you don't know him much Noor please don't marry him' his please sounded like a order to me.

No matter how good he is I will not surender myself to him like this so that he can dominate me.

Turns out people lie.
Ofcourse they do,

' I know what is right and wrong okay' I said and just started moving from there.

Suddenly he held my hand from back and pulled me. Because of that I collapsed in his broad arms.
' don't you dare Noor ,dont' he looked in my eyes and I bit my lower lips out of nervousness it was dangerous to discard him now so I nodded my head.

He left my hand and I ran from there. A unwanted sensation started inside me when he touched me. Like I was craving for his touch from a eternity.

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It's evening and everyone is waiting for me outside there in royal court.

It's time for my decision.
I walked down the court as everyone is already waiting for me there.
'I hope you have made your decision' nashir Bhai said. He was sitting on his throne.

I  keep on walking. I stood for a second and my gaze met Sarfaraz's gaze. His eyes were holding so much inside me. Pleading me to choose him.  Still there was authority present in his glossy eyes.

I closed my eyes and walked little more and stood in the middle of the court.

Now it's time....

'  I choose Ishar Khan as my husband'

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