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Unknown pov:I knew I would be meeting them this year! Thought they could avoid coming here and hide away, huh?
Never!
I still couldn't believe zeenath was dead. Her caramel like brown eyes, her beautiful heart capturing smile, everythimg had just gone like that.... I couldn't even see her for the last time!
That scoundrel!... he must have caused her death.... Just wait till you get here Abdullah!
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The gates opened and I saw 100 pair of eyes looking at me, my clothes, the colour of my suitcase and... then started looking at the next person coming out..
I was out of the arrival terminal. I felt everyone stare at me, checking out my blue sneakers, black jeans and my white shirt and the head phones around my neck, one look from toe to head and their gazes shifted to the next person coming out of the gate.My eyes searched through the sea of people to search for my uncle whom I had seen 2 years ago.
Suddenly when I almost gave up searching, someone yelled so loud that almost the whole crowd turned to look at the happy, stout middle aged man, "Zubair beta over here!!! He waved his hand violently and came and almost choked me with a bone crushing hug!!
Turning a deaf ear to my protests he carried my heavy suitcase and placed it in the car. He hoped into the driver's seat and ushered me to join him in the front seat in his red Maruti!
He kept looking at me and smiled and made a few conversations to keep me entertained till we reached home.I was so glad and didn't expect such a crazy welcoming from whom I used to think was a very serious man. In shaa allah everything will go just as smooth as the beginning of this journey, I thought to myself.
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Parathas with butter , chicken curry, sliced mango, kheer, paneer masala, juice, some sandwiches, a chocolate mousse and some fried tasty looking nuggets!!
These were all the things that whole haertedly welcomed us in my grandmother's house followed by hugs from almost everyone!
I really thought there was someone else also coming! For two lean people I think that was like a feast on Eid.
Expecting everyone to bawl their eyes out, and console us on Ammi's death I walked in hesitantly but they were exactly the opposite, dadima couldn't walk but some how she stood up and hugged me really tightly and kept saying Alhumdulillah and kissed me multiple times in my cheeks.
She leaped a bit more and literally jumped over dad, kissed him on his forehead and cheeks, he blushed immensely but loved this attention from his mommy!Then Hamida aunty hugged me, followed by some two other people I didnt know their names and someone who i had never seen before.
Before I was being forced by everyone to raid the food that was neatly laid on the table. I saw someone just peeping through the edge of the door with one eye with her dress slightly outside the edge of the door. I smiled at her. She was obviously a girl with the hijab and all.
She was wearing a really nice but simple red snd green chudidaar that complimented her figure, she had big eyes, and thin pink lips, a cute dimple on the side.
She had this mischievous look just in her smile and I instantly liked her.
While I was studying her,she gently approached me, she extended her hand and when I did the same she pulled me in a bone crushing hug. What is with tgis family and hugs!!!!
"Hey dear, Haniya here!" She said. "Hey that actually rhymed." She exclaimed.
Realization dawned upon me and I asked, "Are you the same Haniya with whom I made a boy cry for cutting the hair of our barbie dolls????
She squealed, "yayyyyy u remember!!!"
I am so excited, I finally have a sister! Not to mention struggling with two annoying monkeys as brothers!I chuckled. I was way more excited than her because I always wanted to experience how it was to have a sibling, but Ammi never let me feel like that because she was my everything. Before I could drift away with my thoughts, Haniya grabed my hand and made me sit on the table, handing me a nice big serving of chocolate mousse and said, "And Zeba welcome to chennai!!
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