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In the vast land of Azad Kashmir stood a magnificent Haveli (mansion) of Behram Khanzada commonly goes with the name Behram Khan the son of landlord Mehtaab Khanzada a well reputed and respectable person in the eyes of people of Azad Kashmir. The Khans has been feudal lords since the time of their ancestors from Iran but long time ago after migration they became the part of Pakistan resulting in selling the lands they had in Iran and buying the lands in Pakistan multiplying their properties as landlords.
A bright sunlight was shining on hill tops of Kashmir showing off the fascinating beautiful morning making everything look so ethereal and breathtaking for an eyesore. Chirping of birds could be heard early in the morning around 6.00 am. Arang Kel was a small village yet it was really peaceful and beautiful that if anyone could come to live here for few hours they want be able to forget the scenery from their minds for the rest of their lives.
Standing in front of mirror in her room she was busy braiding her long goldenish brown hairs cascading down below her waist making her sighed for the nth time as she was tired of controlling the weight and length of her hairs.
As she was standing and looking at mirror with her cheeks puffed in pure annoyance she didn't saw her mother coming inside her room with a loving smile on her face.
" Kya hua hai muu kyun utra hua hai" her mother asked coming near her while softly pinching her pink cheeks.
(What happened why your mood is off?)
" Ammi aap kyun nhi maanti mere baal katwanay pr " she said looking at her mother with defeated expression but who she was even talking to her mother would never agree to her on this not at all when it was in their family that all the women's have long beautiful hairs whether they are black, brown or goldenish brown.
(Mother why don't you agree on cutting my hairs?)
" Kyun bhlay itny khoobsurat baal hain tumharay khabardar socha bhi aesa kch krne ka tou" her mother zeenaz said making her sir down on the vanity table in front of the mirror.
(Why though you have such beautiful hairs I dare you to even think about such thing)
Pouting at her mother's words nonetheless she settled down and let her mother braid her long goldenish brown hairs.
As her mother was braiding her hairs she stopped midway and look straight into her daughters big dark brown eyes complimenting her well with her hair color.
" Aaj Raat Yawar wapis arha hai haripur se tum koi ulti seedhi harkat na krna"
(Yawar is coming tonight from haripur don't you dare do anything wrong)
" Kya matlab hai apka aur mein kyun krungi aesa " she asked looking back at her mother from the mirror she was definitely offended by her mother's words.
(What do you mean? Why would I do something like that?)
" Tumhe nhi maloom mein kyun keh rhi hun ye sab" zeenaz Khan her mother said her eyebrows raised in a questioning manner.
(You don't know why am I saying all of this?)
' I know Ammi but I'm not child who doesn't know how to behave around her crush ' she said in a duh tone before standing up from the vanity table and going towards the bed to grab her bright yellow dupatta.
" Sab maloom hai mjhy ye jis ko tum crush rhi ho mein nhi janti k tumhra junoon hai" her mother said looking into her daughter's longing and sad eyes even she tries to put a smile she was her mother she could definitely see the facade.
(I know everything the one you calling mere crush I know he is your passion)
" Junoon hai tou utar bhi jaye ga" she nonchalantly said putting her matching khussa in her feet.
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