Sang e Marmar

2. Manzil

Jaanë kyun dil khëëncha jaata hai tëri taraf
Kya tunë bhi mujhë paanë ki dua maangi hai.

The car stopped outside the university right after half an hour... Bashar took out his phone and dialed a number..
The phone was picked up on the first ring..
Noorie come out.. I am waiting... His gentle yet husky voice resonated in the silent car, he paused to hear a reply and cut the call.
Zar e Noor came right after a few minutes and sat beside him... Assalamoalaikum Bhai jaan... She greeted enthusiastically, her childish side is reserved for her dear brother only, who promised her lunch a week before but got so busy that he forgot... Her brow furrowed as she remembered...

The previous enthusiasm went in drain now her bewitching jet-black orbs were glaring at the handsome specimen of brother beside her...

W.Asalam yeh Islamabad k mausam ki tarha app ka mood kyun badl raha hai...Noorie.. he asked teasingly earning another glare... That's the endearment he uses for Zar e Noor...

Is tarha na ghoorain app or cute lgti hain Noorie... He smiled a little while pinching her button nose.

Bhai jaan, app apna wada Bhool gae... She said with a bit of anger...or toh or app haftay bhar k liya ghayab he hogae...she complained while rubbing her nose where he just pinched.

Hum apni pyari si behen say Kiya promise Bhool sktay hain Kya... Ajj krdetay hain promise pura...batain kahan jaingi app... He asked while driving his attention on the road.

Humay toh itna nhi pata Jo app ko Pasand ho wahen chaltay hain.... She replied innocently her voice carrying excitement.

Bashar smiled at her... He can't help but spoil her, she is not only beautiful from the outside but her innocence is reflected in her jet-black orbs....He could not help but say MashaAllah whenever he saw her...and always pray for her better fate.

Stopping a car outside an aesthetically pleasing cafe... Both came out. adjusting her dupatta and shawl properly Zar e Noor took a meaningful step and followed behind her brother who took her to a silent corner, after making her comfortable, he sat opposite to her.

Toh Bhai ki jaan Kya socha hai app nay agay ka.. parhai toh mukammal hogae hai app ki... Ya agay or parhna chahti hain toh kehskti hain....he asked while picking up the menu.

Bhai jaan.. hum Haveli Jana chahtay hain.....she said in low voice....baba jaan say ajj baat hui the Haveli wapis janay k silsilay may.. woh hum nay Keh diya hum Jana chahtay hain..she repeated unintentionally not knowing what else to say while tracing her finger aimlessly on the table.

Bashar lifted his head with a frown... What's with the rush... He asked leaving the menu he was holding shifting all his attention to her.

Woh Dilawar Bhai jaan ki Shaadi hai or phir Daddi or dada jaan kafi israr krrahay hain k abb humara mazeed sehr may rehna munasib nahi.. toh hum nay han Keh diya baba jaan ko.... She said lifting her gaze fixing it on her brothers arrogant features.. whose handsome features were distorted by the frown marring his forehead.

You know their is no coming back... Once you are back to Haveli you will be treated same as Zehra and Zohra, expectations will be same for you even more since you are the eldest daughter... App janti hain na Haveli ka mahool hum or baba jaan hongay pr phir bhe face toh app ko he krna hai ..... He said calmly his voice not above his usually soft tone that he specifically use for her only.

Hum jantay hain pr bhaag toh nhi sktay na Bhai jaan or hum nay daikha tha baba jaan was very worried dada jaan kay musalsal pressure ki wajha say hum kesay inkaar krdetay... She countered which according to her was the valid reason but to Bashar, it was pure stupidity but even he could not keep her away from Haveli now that his father had finally decided but their was one thing he could do..