3.Mahoor

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After eating my fill I walked to my room.It still smelled like vanilla and raspberries.It felt like home.Comfortable and relaxing without anything ready to interrupt.Walls are smiles and cheekiness decorated with the photographs of people who hold my heart.The perfume brings out the delicate purple hue to the wall.I never aspired to a large home,preferring cozy and friendly;it is my "cottage" in the sky.
All of this made me feel too old.It made me realise how time just flew,how everything was like a wave of wind,that just comes so slow and goes so fast.

I was just thinking of something when my mind suddenly was imprinted with his features.With a weird look on my face I just shaked off;of what I really was thinking.

Once again his image appeared on my mind,crystal clear it was.His coal black hair were dishevelled,which felt like he was running hands through them,constantly.With those hazel colored eyes his image stared through me,his jawline sharper than his eagle like nose a soft smile accompanying along.A lump in my throat came suddenly and tight knots in my stomach pits made uneasiness fall on me.

The phone bell echoed through the house filling it with loud rings until Ammi reached for it.

"Asalamo Alaikum"
"Alhumdulillah.How are you?"
"Jee,jee"
"She just reached today..."
"Why not?"
"Hmm..hmmm"

Salams were exchanged and then she began talking about usual things,of what was going on.Soon she was done and I could feel like footsteps reaching my room.It was obvious that it was Ammi but the reason wasn't as obvious as that.The thing that was so clear that Ammi is going to tell me to clean the room.Because 24 hours have passed and my suitcase lays just as it came,clothes are scattered almost to every side of the room.But maybe she will chose to ignore all this because I just came yesterday.There is no in between.

Door opened and she came in.Took an overview and then found me sitting on the bed.She opened her mouth to what I guess to command me to clean my room but what she said left me astounded.

"Mahoor Ameena aunty invited us for dinner,so I need you to get ready we're leaving at seven,I know you might be tired but you know I can't deny her", she said cupping my cheeks,almost urging me way,because there was no other way round.With that she left and my eyes dashed to the clock,and I was like Haye Allah!

Only three minutes to seven.
In which I would have to:
-Select what to wear.
-Get dressed.
-Brush my bird's nest hair.
-Think of something to do with them.
-Put on some makeup.
-Set my dupatta perfectly on my head.
-reach my goals for a perfect look which was impossible in three minutes.

Managing atleast four to five of my listed goals I got myself dressed up.For some time,I stared at the reflection thinking if the gorgeous lady standing in the mirror was me.I totally nailed it,just in time.The cream colored shalwar kameez with golden embroidery totally contrasted with my fair complexion and light brown hair.The dupatta settled hardly because it was so silky as it was made of chiffon.I could see everything in place,the ring with graceful diamond around in,in circular form made its impression even more graceful and the pendant colided with my collar bone and fell upon it,its diamond shining to its fullest.

Before Ammi could reach my room I made my way outside and saw Ammi seated on the couch.Omg she was already waiting and dressed in extreme light and beautiful dress that completely suited her.

"Ma Sha Allah", Ammi said and then I couldn't happen to be so happy because my brain was still in a sleep mode.

We reached the front door and memories filled my brain,the house and its warmth.Taha and me running with our mouths opened in the blazing sun.He was always ahead of me but I tried harder and once tripped down.

That day burned in my memory so well when we had a fight.He pulled my two long pigtails so hard that I started to cry so loud that neighbours thought something extremely horrible happened.With a lemon yellow dress I remember that he called me that catchy phrase,"yellow yellow dirty fellow" and kept saying until I was hostile to him by throwing one of his favourite dinkie,that bright red colored into the mud so that he could really stop teasing me and then a world war begun but aunty Ameena took over and as I was most preferred over other kids and was the delicate one,he was asked to say sorry and shake hands which he did plus he had to hear the 'daant' (scolding) that made me relieved.

Soon we were separated as Taha shifted with his older brother in Toronto as their father was already there but aunty Ameena refused to move because she would prefer the company of Ammi and she hated living abroad.Since then I haven't seen him but a part of me was saying that he might be back but I don't know if how would it seem like.
Eew Awkward!

"Asalamo Alaikum Mahoor beta,kaisi ho? (How are you?)", aunty Ameena smiled widely her eyes shining as she hugged me extra tightly that I couldn't find air to breathe but remained steady not even complaining.Still my eyes searched for Taha,but he was nowhere to be found and then Ammi and Ameena aunty exchanged greetings and their talks when Ameena aunty suddenly came to the point that I was thinking about.

"Taha just finished his studies and Alhumdulillah he is working as a professional engineer now at Toronto,the place being same as his father's", her eyes shone with pride while she mentioned of him being a professional engineer.

"Will he be joining for dinner?", Ammi suddenly blurted.

"He will be here tomorrow In sha Allah but...", she stopped suddenly.

My eyes were suddenly filled with disgust and annoyance,both at the same time,leaving me staggered and awestruck.I was too overwhelmed by this all.Moreover I constantly rubbed my eyes and even pinched myself to just even believe in what I just saw.











A/N : Was it awesome.What do you think what Mahoor saw?
Was she jealous or annoyed?
Do comment and to find answers don't forget to read the upcoming chapter.
Plus the first one to comment will get a chapter dedication.Yay!
I hope it will be you (referring to anyone who wants to.☺)

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