Chapter 49

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Banglore
October 3, 2019

Muskan, Zayn ke saath chal rahi thi, Uski aankhon par patti bandhi hui thi. Ab woh uska haath thaame usse dheere dheere apne saath le jaa raha tha. Hawa mein tazgi aur phoolon ki khushbu thi, jo ajeeb magar sukoon dene wali thi.

"Zayn, hum kahaan hain?" usne muskurate hue pucha, uska haath mazbooti se uske bazu ko thaame huye tha.

"Bas thoda aur sabr, sabar ka fal mitha hota hai."

Aakhirkar, Zayn ruk gaya aur uski aankhon se patti hata di. Muskan ne palkein jhapkain, uski nazar dheere dheere samne ke manzar se waqif hone lagi.

Samne ek haseen butterfly conservatory thi—jahan hazaron titliyan ud rahi thi. Har rang, har shakal ki titliyan jo Muskan ne shayad kabhi sochi bhi na thi.

Kuch phoolon par bethi hui thi, kuch hawa mein udd rahi thi, aur ek narm sunheri roshni sheeshon se andar aa rahi thi jo is jagah ko ek jaadui khoobsurati de rahi thi.

"Zayn... Yeh sab..."

Woh aage badha aur kuchh kagzat uske haathon mein rakhe. Muskan ne ek nazar kagzat par dali fir Zayn ko dekha,

"Yeh papers ?"

"Yeh iss conservatory ke hain."

"Par mujhe kyun de rahe ho?"

"Yeh conservatory maine tumhare liye banvayi thi aur tumhare hi naam par. Tumhari amanat mere paas thi, wahi tumhe lauta raha hun."

"Yeh meri nahi hai, yeh tumne banvai hai." Usne kagzat Zayn ki taraf badhaye.

"Tumhare liye. Shadi ka gift hai."

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Ek chhoti neeli titli uske kandhe par aake baith gayi. Muskan chup chaap khadi rahi, uske honthon par ek pyari si muskurahat thi.

"Yahan kitni butterflies hain?" usne hairat se puchha.

Zayn sochne laga fir kaha,
"Aakhri baar ginne par 2848 thi. Ab...ab kuch mahine aur jod lo."

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