Chapter-1

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A big Mansion where everyone was in hurry, running around in fear when they heard a voice which made them stopped on their tracks


Man-Abhi tak tayari nahi hui.. Kya irada hai tum sab ka??Humza bahar se hi chala jaye itna nahi hua tum sab se ki uski khatirdaari karo.. Aur Zoya kahan hai??

( There is no preparation yet, what is the intention of all of you??Hamza should leave from outside.. And where is Zoya??)

When a house help/ servent stepped forward in fear and lowering his head he said


House help- Badesaheb.. Zoya Bibi market gayi hai..
(Sir.. Zoya ma'am went to market)

Mr. Siddiqui- Zoya bhi na.. Aaj maine kahan tha usse ki kahin na jaye.. Humza kya soche ga hamare bareme??
(This Zoya also how could she.. I told her not to go outside.. What will Humza think about us??)


A woman same of his age came out of the kitchen


Mrs. Siddiqui- Woh itna bhi bewakoof nahi..
(He's not that stupid)

Mr. Siddiqui- Ha.. Ha.. Janta hoon woh samjdaar hai lekin hai toh mehmaan na.. Zoya kuch der rukh jati..
(Yes. Yes.. I know that he's intelligent but after all he's guest.. Zoya should have waited for him..)

Mrs. Siddiqui- Apne hi toh meri bachi ko bahar Humza ke pasandida phool lane ke liye becha hai..
(You have send her  outside to bring humza's favorite flowers)


Mr. Siddiqui thinks for few minutes


Mr. Siddiqui- Ha.. Ha.. Theek hai tum Driver ko phone milao aur pucho Humza ko airport se pick kiya ya nahi??
(Yes.. Ok then but you call Driver and ask him have he picked Humza from airport Or not??)

Mrs. Siddiqui- Meri baat hogayi hai bas woh aate hi honge..
(I have already talked to him they must be on their way)

Mr. Siddiqui- Chalo acha hai.. Tumne uske pasandida dishes tayar karwa di ya nahi??
(That's good.. But have you prepared his favorite dishes??)

Mrs. Siddiqui- Ha.. Ha.. Sab kuch tayar hai aap sukoon se ek jagah jakar baithe aur hamein apna kaam karne de.. Jaye..
(Of course.. Everything is ready you just calm down and sit quietly so that we can do our work..)

Mr. Siddiqui- Dhyaan rakhna koi kami nahi rehni chahiye Humza bohot saal baad aara hai.. Main jakar uska kamra dekhlu kayi koi kami na reh jaye..
(Make sure everything should be perfect.. Humza is coming here after years.. You know what I will just check Humza's room)


He walked away


Mrs. Siddiqui- Ya mere Allah!! Kya musibat hai sukoon ki saans nahi le sakta koi..
(What's the problem??)


She also walked away towards kitchen

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A girl was talking on her phone

Zoya- Ha.. Main bas raaste mein hoon.. Ji.. Ji.. Main 10mins mein pohch jaungi..
(Yes.. I am coming!! Of course.. I will be there within 10mins..)


When she stops in front of the car in which a man was sitting and the windows
were closed She hungs up the call


Zoya- Ya mere Allah!! Ghar pohch ne se pehle mujhe white roses mil jaye..
(Before reaching home I should find white roses..)

She turns towards the car, her reflection clear in the closed window. The car itself is sleek and modern, its polished surface mirroring the surroundings

The girl, focused on adjusting her hijab,uses the car window as a mirror, unaware of the man inside who is captivated by
her presence...

He finds himself mesmerized by the girl's simple yet graceful act of adjusting her hijab, He felt as if the time stopped..
The man, still mesmerized, watched as the girl finished adjusting her hijab.. A smile
played on her lips before she turned away, her cheeks tinged with a hint of pink when her phone rang she answers the call he lowered his gaze


Zoya- Sach?? Acha?? Main bas aari hoon..
(Oh!! Really?? I am just coming!!)

She walks away from the car

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A man gazed at the image on his tablet a snapshot frozen in time. The little girl, perhaps six years old, beamed with innocence. Her tiny hands cradled a soft teddy bear, its fur worn from countless hugs. The private jet's luxurious interior seemed to fade away, leaving only the warmth of that genuine smile.

Man- Aaj hum milenge Zoya.. Umeed hai ki tumhe main yaad hoon..
(Today we are going to meet.. I hope you remember me..)

He looked at the picture last time

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