𝑬𝒏𝒕𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝑫𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒚

54.

𝓢𝓱𝓮 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓶𝓪𝓭𝓮 𝓸𝓯 𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓻𝓭𝓾𝓼𝓽 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓶𝓪𝓰𝓲𝓬𝓪𝓵 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼.

Restlessness. 

A perfect word of how he has been feeling for the past few days. After the Ehtesham incident, he knew something inside him had snapped and a tremendous amount of unease that had taken over him was out of his control and the reason? Unknown. 

What could it be if not restlessness? What other name could he give to this insanity that he had been feeling day and night? 

The frustration mounted each time this insanity arose doubling over on each breath he took and he felt so helpless against it that he didn't know what to do.

He stood up from his bed and paced around his room as he recalled each encounter he had that had his determination weaker and weaker to the point he believed it would snap all together and that shit made him scared as hell. Being restless was one thing but going out to sort out this restlessness was another thing. There was only one solution to get it off, which was also out of the question because hell he would never admit that he was in chaos to that one person with whom he had declared animosity with. 

Asmara. 

The name itself brings a lot of unnecessary weird feelings that swirl freely in his chest and flutter his heart. He still has to do the reasoning behind all this unwanted stuff happening because he was totally unascertained about the idea which he wasn’t ready to acknowledge.

Tanveer threw his head back exasperated with the situation he was in. 

He barely had any idea how he got so tangled up in those feelings where he once had considered them useless for other people and now the tables had turned making him stand at the atelier for people to laugh at him instead. He wasn’t the type to keep the girl and thrive with her in a forever bond of promises and marriage; he was the opposite type perfectly well-known as the infamous player.

Suddenly he was a man ablaze losing his credibility of staying sane. Days went by, and nights ruled into his sleeplessness leaving him burning into flames of need. Need to have his ways of getting this restlessness cease. 

Titling his head he closed his eyes while pressing his hand on the back of his neck to release some tension that had knotted on the base of his neck.

Soft giggling got his attention and he snapped his eyes open walking towards his window from where the sound of laughing permitted in the air and dragged him to witness the beautiful scene. 

Yellow anarkali flaunted around her, and so did her dupatta as she ran to get away from two adorable cute little devils running behind her. They were playing Tag. 

The two little devils Zainab and Zayn were laughing as they ran behind their Phupho who was too enjoying this little game with them sparkling under the sunlight like a blooming sunflower. 

Tanveer looked at her in amusement as his eyes followed her wherever she ran to get away from being tagged. The amount of happiness that was radiating on her face was fascinating and anyone in his place would've been enchanted by the beauty running in the greens. 

The backyard of the manor was like a large open green space that had stunning tall trees and bushes with different types of flower beds acting as a border of boundaries making the space look lush and beautiful. It's vibrant in the daylight and filled with serenity in the night. 

And a man like him craves both. Vibrance and serenity.

Little Zainab had his attention now as she took the hands of his little brother while running and said something to him and they both giggled at it. Tanveer sensed their cunning little plans. He was well acquainted with them.