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Shaanzey's POV:

It is said that " Jo sukoon apne desh main milta hai na wo kahi nahi milta "

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It is said that " Jo sukoon apne desh main milta hai na wo kahi nahi milta ".
(The peace that one finds in one's own country cannot be found anywhere else.)

I don't know it is same with me or not but I'm missing London a lot right now. If I were there ,then I had been playing my violen in my musical room.
I love Violen.

But here I am sitting in business class of the plane from past 7 hours. And still don't know how long it will take to reach my motherland - INDIA .

I lay backward with these thoughts and took a short nap until the air hostess announced that we have reached our destination Delhi .

I straighten up myself urgently and fix my hair and makeup slightly.

After a while clearing all the formalities and taking our luggage with us , we made our exit from the airport.

" Your Uncle Jafar and his son Azhar are coming to pick us up from here. So greet them lovingly ! Okay ? " Dad said to us and we muttered a small okay to him.

" Dad we are standing here for more than 10 minutes. Can't we take a cab ? " I asked my Dad as it looks like Jafar Uncle and his son will be late to pick us up.

"No child , It's not London . We have to wait for our loved ones ." He said and I frustratedly nod in response.

" I'm looking nice na... It feels the same as if I'm meeting your family for the first time after our marriage." Mom turned and glanced at Dad nervously,as she was wearing a heavy Pakistani suit today .

"You look absolutely gorgeous as always, Shaheena"
Dad cooed Mom and kissed her forehead.

We siblings are admiring our little world by sharing a side hug to each other with a wide smile on our face.

This is the best thing in the relationship of my parents that they express their love towards each other and understand each others pain and problems . Their bonding is so strong . I sometimes thought if it was their love marriage.

" Assalamualaikum Rashid Bhaijaan !!" a voice came to our ears and we stood properly and saw a middle aged man with so many bouncers .
He elucidates power.

"Waalaikum Assalam Jafar"
They shared a tight hug , I looked at them and smiled weakly because It scared me to the core what if the ladies at Dadi's home crushed me in to that type of hugs .

I'm not that type of person who likes hugs , kisses and all.
Be ready Shanzey , you are gone!

I removed my glasses and greeted him
" Assalamualaikum Uncle "

"Walaikum assalam...Hum chacha hai aapke " , he said while patting my head a little and I smiled softly and muttered
" ji cha-cha".

Jafar Uncle.. opps! Cha- cha ...better ! then hugged Aryaan .

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