Ishq-e-Nazar

CH- 20 (TWENTY)

Hey guys!

Just a little update:

from today onwards, I'll be starting to write the second couple's story in my book. So, if you don't vibe with it, let me know!

Once I wrap up Irfaz and Izel's story, I'll introduce this second couple's love story.

If it doesn't go over well, I might publish a separate book just for them instead.

Your feedback means a lot, so please respond to this message!

Kindly reply to this text, warna mein book unpublish kar rahi hoon! 😜

Nahi toh, get ready for trauma and taruma with a sad, broken ending. 😈

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SANA'S POV

I sighed. "I was driving, and out of nowhere, this guy just showed up. I tried to swerve to avoid him but still ended up hitting him. It wasn't even that fast, lekin pata nahi kyun police wale bhi aa gaya." (but I don't know why the police had to come too.)

FLASHBACK TO THE MORNING

"Hayee sukoon, itni life mein." (Ah, the peace in life.) 

I murmured to myself as I got ready for work. 

"Sach mein, yeh Izel chudail agar office na aaye toh life kitni set lag rahi hai." (Honestly, if that witch Izel doesn't show up at work, life feels so perfect!) I said, smiling at my reflection in the mirror. 

After getting ready, I went to make my morning coffee life ka fuel daalna bhi toh zaroori hai. (Gotta fuel myself up to get through life.)

Sitting down with my coffee, I opened Instagram, only to see tons of reels Izel had sent obviously food videos, max khane ki hoti hain iski reels. (her reels are always about food.)

"Kal itna mast raat gaya Izel aur Irfaz ki dholki pe, maza aa gaya nach nach ke, pair mein dard ho gayi hai." (Last night was amazing at Izel and Irfaz's dholki, danced so much my feet hurt now.) I pouted, massaging my sore feet.

"Kal wale pictures post kar deti hoon." (Let me post yesterday's pictures.) I started sorting through the photos.

(REB: I'll post them on Instagram. If anyone's creating a fan account for Sana's character, let me know!)

I finished my coffee, grabbed my keys, locked the door, and headed to work.

"Izel nahi hai office mein ek hafte se toh kitni shanti hai. Warna iss chudail ko bas khana, sona, aur kaam aata hai." (It's been so peaceful since Izel's been out of the office for a week. Otherwise, all this witch does is eat, sleep, and work.) I mumbled to myself while driving. 

"Yeh aurat poori raat kaam kar sakti hai bina soche, aur agar soyi toh log uske janaze ki tayyari karne lagenge." (She can work all night without sleep, and if she does sleep, people would start preparing for her funeral!) I sighed. 

"Kher, jo bhi ho, I'm actually missing her in the office not for her face, but for her food. Chudail kya mast khana banati hai. Even sab employees Ramzan ki iftar parties aur Eid ke after-parties ka intezaar karte hain just because she cooks for them." (She makes such amazing food. Even the employees look forward to Ramadan iftar parties and after-Eid celebrations just because she's been cooking for them for three years.)

And now, I've grown so used to it that since joining the office, she's been bringing me lunch daily and we have dinner together too. But pata nahi woh din waapis aayenge ya nahi? (But I don't know if those days will ever come back.)