The following morning came with a lot of preparation going on, as it's the first time Behraam Alamgir is officially visiting the Khan Haveli... The curtains of mardan Khana (mens quarters) were been replaced with the new one... The haveli was bustling with activities...
After the Zar e Noors.. Approval dadda jaan decided the meet up to be as soon as possible....The netted wall (jali) with embedded wooden carvings were placed in the middle separating the place. In two sections. Covering the wall with white dupatta the servant took one last glance... One side of the mardan Khana opened into the lawn while the other side entrance was from inside the house.
Zar e Noor clad in black Anarkali suite was pacing in room, the anxiousness she felt at that moment left her spell bound, she unclenched her fist for the nth time, as she sighed again... Mehrmah entered into the room smiled at her anxious daughter .
App ghabra rahi hain Noor... She sat on bed, asking her to sit beside her...
Noor with weak smile, nodded slightly, kesay na ghabrain sari Zindagi ka sawal hai Ammi jaan, humay toh yeh bhe nhi smjh araha k hum un say puchain gay Kya..
Mehrmah smiled at her... Jo app ko theek lagay woh puchiya ga...Apnay Dil may koi baat na rakhiya ga ....app smjhdar hain smjhti hain k app ko apni Zindagi say Kya chahiya.. Humay yaqeen hai k Jo bhe Faisla hoga app dono soch smjh k he karaingay... Baki hum toh app k saath hamesha say hain...
Noor hugged her mother tightly... As she tried to calm her erratic beatings...
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Man clad in white shalwar kameez with black shawl neatly wrapped on his left shoulder stood in the center of the field his arm was behind his back.. as he stood dominating the surrounding...his amber orbs carrying a clear warning as he passed a dead glare to men in front of him..
The wind blew fluttering the nearby field...wasn't enough to suppress the impending tension that grew thicker...A man before him dared to speak but immediately shut his mouth, as he saw his unforgiving gaze.
These people came all the way from the city district office to warn about the ownership of the land demanding more money from the farmers as tax...
Basically it's for the embezzlement purposes thinking the poor farmer will have no choice but to pay more otherwise they will have to let go of their lands....not knowing what they are stepping into...Right at the moment one of Behraam men reported the incident...Nobody dared to come on his land and threatened his people....Behraam despite his meet up planned with Zar e Noor didn't think twice as anger brimming in his orbs were enough to tell his men to prepare...
His khaas mulazim immediately went to fetch the land lease .... The rest prepare the rally of cars.
After changing he descended the stair case...his white shalwar kameez clad figure emerged from the entrance... All guards attentively watched him sat in car as they too proceed to take their places..
Pata lagwao ik ik cheez in haramkhoron k baray may, khandaan say lay k bank balance tk ik ik cheez...koi bhe pehlu nhi chorhna... His deep calculative voice echoed in the silence of the car
His khaas mulazim nodded as he immediately bagan typing on his phone...
Ever since the rally of cars stopped in front the field.. the air turned thick...the leaves scrunched beneath his feet as he took steady steps..

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Sang e Marmar
RomantizmStory of finding ways through trecious path of life... Story of finding resolve... Story of winning love...making place in heart. About acceptance and embrace, about courage and confessions....about beauty of differences. Story of Zar e Noor and Beh...