Fairytale (What We All Longed For)ON HOLD

Not all are bed of roses 3

If I were to tell you a tale of exquisite beauty
A tale of interwined destinies
A tale of rich flower fields
A tale of oceans dept
A tale of vast green valleys
A tale where the beauty is not mirag but reality
Would you still look at your beloved?

As my eyes roomed from the rich flower fields
As my heart flutters from the tales of oceans dept
As my breath hitched on vastness of valleys
I found your eyes in oceans dept
I found you in vastness of valleys
I found your smile in richness of flower fields
And I came to realise the tale of exquisite beauty was our all along.

By Sameen2alam

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As Dilshaad stepped out but waited for her to get out the car as well.. he took her with him inside the mansion... The guards with the riffles were patrolling the garden as they cautiously looked at the women..varyness dripping from there posture as seeing a new face in premises.

Upon entering servant bowed slightly to show respect as Dilshaad get passed them.. Farzana Bi who stood in front looked at Dilshaad and women beside her with bewildered expression..

But controlling her initial expression she greeted them both.. As Dilshaad asked for cup of tea and entered into the lounge and leisurely sat on couch he looked stress and tired...just when his phone rang while he was on phone call which seem important her eyes roam around the beautifully decorated lounge..

The servants were busily moving around the mansion upon the sudden arrival of her now husband... As she at lost sat quietly, Since her nikkah they have been moving around he not once talked to her, Her thoughts again wanders off to the name that made Bi Jaan eyes lit up, the name that she dearly took, the name that make her feel envious.

Anabiya who seems to have misunderstood Iram as Dilshaad first wife was wrapped up in her own thoughts when a clicking sound of heal can be heard disrupting the silence of the lounge.  Dilshaad who already ended the call while ago tensed a little as the figure of women entered with two servants behind her she seems to be conversing something but stood at the threshold of room as she saw Dilshaad.

Her eyes lit up as she took confident strides towards the man but sat across from him after greeting.

Anabiya who was an awe looking at the women, her mind was in complete chaos.. many questions erupted in her mind upon seeing her.

The grace the pois the way of speaking, the shawl that was gracefully kept on her left resembled Bi jaans attire.. Her polite smile and her confused gaze.

Everything about her has separate charm to her she screamed authority and grace even if she sat humbly across them. Nothing about her attire or her was flashy, no sparkly gowns, No stone embedded tiaras, No diamond works on heals yet she screamed queen. Unknowingly Anabiya seemed insecure about herself like never before. If persons first wife is like her then her married life is doomed she thought to herself.

The conversation between Dilshaad and Iram carried out effortlessly as she addressed her and asked servant to escort her to her room...

A servant that was with her took her to a room that look elegant with minimal wooden work furniture and grey walls. As she was busy admiring the room another servant entered in room with a dress in her hand... After placing it in changing room servant instructed her to freshen up then they will leave for breakfast.