Chapter-4

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AT RAIZADA MANSION

It was around midnight A man standing in his balcony watching the view lost in his thoughts

Someone- Arhaan?? Humza ke bareme sochre ho??
(Arhaan.. Are you thinking about Humza??)

Mr. Raizada- Nahi toh.. Tum soyi nahi sadiya??
(No.. You didn't slept sadiya??)

Mrs. Raizada- Neend nahi aari mujhe.. Ek baat kahu apse??
(I can't sleep.. Can I say you something??)

Mr. Raizada wipes his tears and turned towards her

Mr. Raizada- Begum ho meri..Shaadi ke itne saal baat bhi hikcha rahi ho?
(You're my wife.. Being married for years now still you hesitate in front of me..)

Mrs. Raizada- Aap Humza ke pass chale jaye.. Mujhe yahan Ayesha aur Aswad ke saath rehne dijiye..
( You just go near Humza I can live here with Ayesha and Aswad)

Mr. Raizada- Nahi.. Jo faisla main kar chuka hoon uske bareme sochna nahi chahta..
(No.. I already decided so I don't want to think about it anymore)

Mrs. Raizada- Humza apki pehli aulaad hai uska pura haq hai aap par.. Zidd mat kijiye kuch dino ke liye hi sahi uske pass chale jaye..
(Humza is your first child he has every right on you.. Stop being stubborn at least for a few days go and live with him)

Mr. Raizada- Kahan na mujhe nahi jana.. Bas ab is bareme koi baat nahi hogi..

(I told you I don't want to go.. I don't want to talk about it anymore)

He walked inside before she could speak further

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AT HOSPITAL


Zoya was making her rounds, the hospital bustling with activity, when she nearly collided with a little girl... Kneeling down to the child's level, she offered a warm smile...


Zoya- Aaram se.. Beta gir jaoge..
(Be careful.. You might fall)

Little girl- I.. I.. am.. Lost..


The little girl, clutching a stuffed animal, looked up with wide eyes she had some bruises on her arms zoya was shocked


Little girl- Mere uncle nahi milre..
(I can't find uncle..)


She whispered, her voice trembling... Zoya held the little girls hand smiling at her


Zoya-  Pareshaan mat ho bache hum dono milkar apke uncle ko dhund te hai..Lekin pehle aap mujhe apna naam batao ge??

(Don't worry, we'll find her together. What's your name?)

Little girl- Zainab..


The girl replied, her grip on the stuffed animal tightening...

Zoya- Bhot pyaara naam hai myself Dr. Zoya.. (Very nice name myself Dr. Zoya)

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