"Lakh sambhal lo tum jism ko apne, mohabbat to tumhari rooh se karte hai"
"Sidharth vo earring pass kar" Shehnaaz groaned as she stood before mirror annoyed by his rants, while Sidharth just made a face and passed her the earrings kept on bed.
"Yar tu subah hi taiyar hona shuru kar dia kar" he said irritated
"Kya hai Sidharth phle tere bete ko nahi taiyar kar rahi thi"
"Usko main kar deta 4 bar itni der m" he replied bouncing off on bed
"Nakhre dekhe hai uske..Maiya not this one, maiya this..maiya i want to match, tere jaisa hai bilkul" she said imitating Samar, he let out a chuckle staring at her in mirror applying bindi...it suited her so much, it just increased her beauty by a hundred folds, and reduces his self control by a thousand..Her perfectly shaped waist would peek through her saree, teasing him endlessly, her red bangles cinkled together as she gathered her hair in front exposing her back, jeez was she even aging or getting younger with everyday, he thought to himself ....she looked so perfect effortlessly, she would be dressed in an oversized pyjama or this stunning saree, she somehow managed to pull him in a way he can't comprehend, it was like a magnetic pull that can draw him to her from miles apart in same way as it would from inches apart...she gave a coy smile as she caught him staring through the mirror..
"Mera beta hai handsome to lgega hi na" he said walking over towards the mirror, as she sat on the stool putting her feet in sandals, he stopped her by show of hand as he bent down on his knee, strapping her sandals, she smiled at the thought of how these little gestures fill her heart so much, he will never know..
He got up as she stood up with him, looking right into his eyes..
"Hot" he looked in her eye and said..
"Handsome" she said running a hand over his chest above the white blazer he was wearing..
"Chale" she said hitting him as she could sense him leaning forward, and this was not the time..
"Mood kill..huh" he said pecking her forehead as they chuckled, walking out of the room, he let out a hand for her to loop hers into when she nodded negatively, he stared at her confused as she walked forward..
"Maa ka haq hai aaj" she stated cupping his jaw softly, while he just looked at her..she was so beautiful and not just in the red saree, or jewellery or makeup she wore, it was something about her purity that glowed through her face, that was so rare and so precious that he aptly did feel lucky to be her love..and that was his answer to the pull he felt, it was not her body that pulled him, it was her soul, it felt same as his to him, it was like a missing peice of him that she held and her proximity just completed it, it fulfilled his soul in a way that it felt more hers than his own...
"It is a previlige to be loved by you" he said leaning forward pecking her cheek as he walked down the stairs knocking on Maa's room while Shehnaaz moved to her son's room murmuring a silent prayer that all goes well this evening..
"And now I shall like to welcome Samra Ehsaan, the renowned writer and the script writer of her debut film in film industry that is set to fire up your screens this Friday" the person with mike announced as everyone applauded on their seats as she walked towards the stage, he looked at Shehnaaz who sat two seats accross with Maa and Samar in middle..
"Hello everyone,
'Manzuri' ..this film's title has its story in itself, Manzuri means Acceptance, and that's all this movie aims on, Acceptance of preference that can be different than others and still stand right, Acceptance of finding normalcy in being different.
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