He was born to rule, on land and high in the skies. She, it seemed, was born to reign over him.
He had defied all odds in his life. She was hell-bent on deifying him.
Murtasim Shahnawaz Khan's destiny had been written for him; to take over his famil...
Wali: a person appointed by the bride or her family to look pver the nikkahnama and agree to the marriage on the bride's behalf. Most commonly used back in the day when the bride wasnt directly asked the question. She would give the wali the power and authority to say qubool hai on her behalf, usually away from her due to segregated events. These days, one is appointed, usually an elder of the family, mostly as a sign of respect to them.
The link to the musical inspo is attached as its a remix of the song. Link also in comments.
Link for video inspo: https://x.com/DanniiHi/status/1799029588686966870?t=NNxMeOl2BgfNSqsWk74hLw&s=19
Link for full remix: https://youtu.be/PAqx35UPV_k?si=kGhuoeEsOpY62s6m
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Dil ghalti kar baitha hai
ghalti kar baitha hai dil
Dil ghalti kar baitha,
tu bol kaffara, kya hoga?
Bol kaffara,
O' yaara
bol kaffara, kya hoga?
Three Years Earlier
The heavens thundered and opened up, letting a rush of rain fall onto city of Karachi. It was unusual to say the least, and like most times, such heavy rain ended up leaving Karachi in trouble because it had not been prepared for it.
Just like the rain had arrived unannounced and had potential to wreak havoc, Meerab stood under the shades veranda of the Karachi Defence Marina Club, her face frozen, her eyes wide and her heart thundering at the person in front of her and the news she had just been given; both unannounced and things she hadn't been prepared for. Things she could never have prepared for.
In fact, anything that had happened from the second she had stepped out of the university gates with her friends and seen him standing against his car to her finally getting the hint and awkwardly leaving her friends and going to his car to ask him what he wanted, to him saying he had to talk, the silent drive down to the club and seeing him standing in front of her now, were all things she never could've prepared for.
She was unprepared and fate wasn't too kind to the unprepared, she remembered faintly.
'Mein shaadi karna chahta hoon. Tumse.'
That had been the unannounced, unprepared for bomb number one. Thankfully she had been sitting silently at their table on the lawns when he'd very seriously and all too casually announced it. She'd also had a few prawn and cheese toasts and some lemonade, all of which threatened to come back out the second he'd began, as he sat with his arms on the table and his fingers linked. It had felt like a movie where the girl was being told by a serious man in a dark, fancy suit that her entire life till now was a joke and that she really was an alien, and now the planet she was from wanted her back.
