Salar dropped sitara home as it was already 2am. tayi scolded sitara and salar a bit. But Taya came to the rescue. Salar went home . And tayi started discussing the preparations of tomorrows event with sitara as it is their mehndhi tomorrow.
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Next morningIt was a decent morning but they had a lot to do and sitara had to get ready get her mehndhi applied and sit like a doll for the rest of the evening. Sitara had her breakfast and Sana arrived to help her getting ready.Taya was busy calling the catering people making sure everything is perfect. Tayi was talking the girls who'll apply the henna on call.
At salars house his mom was talking on the phone with some designers. His dad was busy in meetings as they wouldn't go to the mehndhi.
Salar was still asleep hee had already called sitara and asked her about her plans for today so he didn't have much to do.
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Evening (Mehndhi Event)
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the Mehndhi event was held at tayas house. Only her close relatives and friends had been invited. Sitara was busy getting her Mehndhi applied. Sitara wore a dark yellow long frock with a green duppata. Her hair tied in a braid with flowers on it. She had kept the look simple for her own comfort. Meanwhile Sana and the rest were busy singing.Two hours later they were finally done with applying Mehndhi on her hands. Sitara had got salars name written too by her own wish. The design looked beautiful. But now she had to wait all night for it to dry. The women had applied lemon and sugar on the Mehndhi so it doesn't get ruined. Sana wad staying at Sitaras place to help her as she couldn't do much with her hands because of the Mehndhi.
As the guests started leaving Sitara noticed her phone that had many missed calls from salar. As she could obviously not pick it she asked Sana to pick it up for her.
"Sana Mera phone toh dena"
"Han" Sana noticed the miss calls "lagta hai salar bhai tum he ziada hi miss karahe hein." She teased
"Call lgao unhe."
"Han ruko" Sana called him and placed the phone on sitaras ear so she could speak comfortably.
"Hello." Salar picked up the call
"Hello. Apne calls ki thi?"
"Ki thi tumne uthai nahi wo alag baat hai"
"Woh mein Mehndhi lagwarahi thi air Mera phone room mein tha."
"Acha? Mera Naam likwaya?" He asked curiously
"Likwana tha?" She replied acting innocent
"Tumne nahi likwaya? Likwana chahiye tha na koi nhi mein khud likhdunga"
"Mazak Karahi hun likwaya hai Maine."
"Acha phir picture bhejo."
"Nahi abhi nahi dry nhi huwi Mehndhi. Aur Kal sham Ruksati wale time dekh Lena?"
"Han phir mein abhi bazaar lekar Ata hun"
"Jub tak Mera Mehndhi dry nhi hogi baraat lekar bahir khare hojaienga. Wese nhi itni mehnat se lagi hai. Jub tak dry nhi hojati tub tak mein nhi dikaongi"
"Acha theek hai. Mehndhi ki nahi toh apni toh pictures bhej Sakti ho"
"Nahi wo actually mmera photographer nahi Aya na isliye achi pictures nahi li."
"Konsa photographer? "
"Mere konse 10 personal photographer hai. Eik
ai."Salar finally understood what she meant "toh ajaoun pictures lene madam?"
"Nahi ab toh wese bhi Sara event khatam hogaya hai aur Mera makeup khraab hogaya hai"
"han tum sirf bahane dhunti raho mujhy apni picture nhi send karne ke."
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Kaffara
FanfictionSince the show has ended and I have not been able to move on from Salar Sikandar and Sitara Jahan. I thought why not write a fanfiction on them.