Arsalaan Ahmed Khan.
Owns a export agency and a famous university. Pious, tall and a handsome man who strives to become a better muslim every day. he is ought to find himself a partner who would accept his dark past, complete his half faith and wal...
This week has been the most hectic one. I had meetings all lined up due to the new deal which was finalised. I bearly had slept in these days. Getting up early in the moring and hurrying up to the office and returing very late. But finally Alhamdulillah tomorrow will be the weekend and then sunday i definitely will be sleeping like a log these two days.
One more thing or more precisely one person will be comming today for which I'm so damn happy. She will be reaching here till 8 in the night. I need to hurry up and go to pick her up from the airport. She was very secial to me. When everybody including my parents were against me, did not spare a glance at me, never cared for me, never loved me. She was the person who was my comfort, who was there for me through thick and thin, showering me with her love and care.
Having a soft smile on my face i came out and went to zain's cabin. He was all sprawled on the couch and was in deep slumber, his mouth slightly parted with drool on the side of his lips. I snickered seeing his state. A mischevious idea popped in my head. I pressed my lips together and took his photo which i'll surely use to blackmail him.
Mentally patting my back I took the jug from table. No no mai itna bada bhi zalim nahi hu bhai ki sara pani waste kardu, mai to bass ek glass pani lunga. Filling the glass with water, I poured it all on his face. He hurrily jolted up from his sleep screaming AAAHHHHHHHAAAHHHHHHH.I laughed like a maniac seeing his whole reaction and cherry on top was the way he looked.
"Abey saale aisa koun karta apne dost ke sath. Ek to mere neend pure hone nahi deta or jab soota hu to mera faida uthata hai." Heexclaimedwithafrown.
"Haan to or kya karta. kaisa saand ki tarah mu khol kar soo raha tha tu, mujhe yehi sahi laga isliye pani daal diye. Chal ab tere halat sudhar airport nahi jana tujhe." Isaidtohimsmilingsheepishly.
"Arey haan mai to bhul hi gaya tha. chal jaldi chalte hai warna juti se maar padegi." he said while hurriedly walking out of the door.
I followed him and we sat in the car. On the way to the airport I halted at the flower shop and took her favourite flower bouquet.
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I knew she will definitely love this. Keeping it in the back seat i started the car. The journey was silent. We reached inside after parking the car. We were being restless, our eyes intactat the arrival area.
"Flite ko land hue to bahot dair ho gaye abb tak to aajana chahiye tha" zain said worriedly.
"haan thode dair intezaar karte hai" I replied while eying the area.
There she was, the most beloved woman of my life, My foster mother.
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