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Chapter Three

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Guess what, I haven't written any new chapter since at least 1 and a half month now and here I was thinking of having enough to update during semester 🙄 my Worst Writer's block ever😭

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Recap: Shehry asks Hussain to visit Pakistan. Hafsa plans a date that Shehry forgets about. Ruksaar want to see Hussain's photo and Pakeezah agrees to buy her a magazine.

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Main aapse jo maangti hoon, uska ulta hona toh teh hai; aap sunte kahan hai Meri? Par phir bhi Taya Ke aane Se pehle ghar pohcha dena! Nahi toh baat Nahi karungi aapse..... Accha chorein. Aapse Nahi karungi toh Aur kisse karungi? Aapse baat karna chordiya toh Ammi abbu tak mere paighaam Kaun pohochayega?

With my face cover properly, I ran down the road, talking to the one who actually listened to whatever I have to say. Not that others didn't, but HE is the only one I like talking to.

Ammi ne jaane Se pehle do hi baatien boli theen. Taya Ki baat Sunna Aur Allah par Se apna bharosa kabhi na uthne dene. Aur abbu Ne... Khair choro.

Panting, I finally reached the small market block down the road and looked around for book stalls. Ab yeh magazine kahan Se dhoondun? Ruksaar bhi na!

"Bhai yeh bookstall kahan hai?" I asked a random guy who happened to be walking past me. He pointed at a stall far in the corner and I face palmed myself. Aankho Ke saamne hi toh tha.

"Jee shukran," I smiled at him and ran towards the stall.

A young girl, who looked somewhat my age, was sitting behind the large wooden table. I scanned through each an every magazine kept in front of me. Ab inn main se Hussain Kahan dhoondu?

"Hussain Asif Kaun hai?" I found myself blurting and the girl instantly raised her eyebrows at me. "Aap Hussain Asif Ko Nahi jaanteen?"

Jaanti hoon, Aur tumse kahi zyada. Bas dekhe hue saalon ho Gaye.

"Aap hein Kaun? Aaj Se pehle to Nahi dekha aapko," she frowned at me. I sighed.

Taya ghar Se nikalne dein toh koi Mujhe dekhe ga na.

"Uhh nayi aayi hoon," I lied, not wanting anyone to figure out who I am. Everyone knows Amjad Jaleel Shah here and the last thing I wanted was for them to know I am related to him. "Aur Mujhe bas woh magazine chahiye jiss main Hussain Ka interview hai."

She nodded at me and pulled out a magazine, "yeh hein Hussain."

I looked down at where her finger was pointing and my jaw dropped involuntarily. Allah Ji! Itna badal Gaye hein yeh! I smile forced Its way to my lips as I remembered the last time I had met him. He looked so thin back then and here his muscles were ready to rip the tight Tshirt that hugged his body so well. Yun hi toh ladkiyaan inki deewani Nahi hein.