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“Chamu.”
“Hmm…”
“I'm not sure if Arsh is actually a good match for Fayra or not. I don't like him.” Adnaan's face turned pale. He never wanted to separate his daughter from himself, he was already having a debate with himself. Arsh was a hope for him as well as a fear.
A hope for Fayra's bright future.
A fear for his daughter's hardship, if any.
“Why do you think so, Danish?”
“Umm… because…” Danish took a small pause. “Arsh called Fayra on the terrace to meet and I…” Danish felt hesitant to tell that he caught both of them almost lip-locked. “I told Arsh off.” Danish delivered a little part of the whole story and Adnaan widened his eyes.
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Farewell can wait until we are done with the other formalities. Once everything is set I'll summon Fayra to America. It will take a few months.” After all, Arsh completed his sentence.
“Umm… can we think about this before jumping on a decision?” Asked Adnaan and noticed the expressions of Arsh. He wasn't looking happy with this decision. “Umm… Fayra is too young to get married. She is just twenty.” Adnaan added.
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“Aap kyu laaye hain mujhe yaha? Aur yaha itna andhera kyu hai?” Looking here and there she questioned him. The place was looking like a restaurant but darkness wasn't allowing them to see anything clearly.
(Why have you brought me here? And why is it so dark here?)
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“Zinu.”
“Yea?” She didn't look at him, trying to hide the tears present in her eyes.
“kuch saalo baad tum bohot badi doctor ban jaogi, kisi bohot Ameer ladke se tumhari shadi ho jayegi, phir shayad tum kisi aur mulk mein rahogi… tum mujhe bhul jaogi lekin main tumhe hamesha yaad rakhunga.” Zinia looked up with tear filled eyes, Shaaz was smiling but not happy at all.
(After a few years you will become a great doctor, you will get married to a very rich man, then maybe you will live in some other country... you will forget me but I will always remember you.)
The mid teenagers were trying their best to cage their hearts because they knew the reality of their lives, however they could not help.
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“Saamne padi huyi cheez tumhe dikhti nhi hai logo ki asliyat khaak dikhegi tumhe?” Danish tried one more time to make his point but Fayra's eyes filled with tears and nose tip turned red.
(You cannot see the thing lying in front of you. How will you be able to see the reality of people?)
“Danish Bhai, aap please mere liye preshan na ho, ye meri life hai aur main Arsh ke sath bohot khush hu. I love him. Stop creating differences between us.”
(Danish bhai, please don't worry about me, this is my life and I am very happy with Arsh.)
“What? Am I creating differences between you two?” Danish asked and Fayra sniffled while wiping her eyes.
“Go ahead, do whatever you want to do. I'm not coming in between you and your Arsh.” he took a step away. Disappointed and hurt.
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