Third Person's Pov
Sardar Guffran Khan was reading some documents when he heard a knock on study room's door.
"Yes" he said without raising his head. Bulut opened a door a little and saw him busy with a old file.
"Sardar Sahab everyone has arrived, in Mardana waiting for you" Bulut tried to suppress the immediacy in his tone. It was getting late for many things.
Sardar Guffran nodded while putting the papers inside the file. Mohammad Khan was about to return tonight. everyone must came to show him their support with Muhammad and Khan family.
He got up fixing his shawl on his shoulders and walked out of the door passing by bulut. who sighed in relief.
As Ghufran Khan entered in the mardana he saw many of leaders of many regions of their whole extended tribe in Pakistan,India,Saudia,UK and USA dressed in their Traditional white kameez shalwar,some of them had turbans. Few colonels of army were present there too.
Sardar Guffran said a collective salam to everyone. To which they all replied warmly.
"Sardar sahab, How are you, we ve learned the Muhmmad Khan is returning today"
one of them asked sardar gufran as the tea was served.
"I am fine Malik Dad by the grace of god, and yes Muhammad Khan is returning tonight after completing his degree"
He replied in his soft and smiley tone.
An other man besides malik dad put his cup on the saucer and said.
"After so many years the heir of Ahmed Khan is coming and Sardari will go where it belongs"
All men in the room stopped talking suddenly and glared at that man. Sardar Guffran calmly moved forward put his cup on the table and smiled.
"It surely will In Sha Allah."
"Sardari or not.. Sardar sahab has served the whole tribe for 28 years and and gave his youth to our caste. His services and love for him will be unmatched in people's heart"
Malik Dad rapidly added to whicu everyone agreed.
"Indeed"
"Not just for your tribe but he has been an asset in politics too"
one of the colonel said.
Sardar sahab heard the remarks with a soft smile bowed his head a little to them.
"Its all your love gentlemen! But i ve truly treated this seat and power as a deposit of someone else. Its Mohammad khan's and it will be always his and i now really want him to take whats his"
Years ago when his uncle (Former chief sardar) died and his both sons Muhammad Khan and Baris Were too young to sit on the throne, He came forward and sit on the throne of sardari till Muhammad khan grows up, who was his cousin but he never treated him lesser than his own son.
Everyone felt a great respect for Sardar Guffran on these words. They have never saw him being unjust in any thing. They admired him for his many qualities and one of them was justice.
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Third Person's Pov
There was pin drop silence in marketing class, Fatima tried to stop her yawn and stretched a little. On the right of her she can see Mountains through the glass window and cars moving in speed on highway road on her left
Ehlam's head was dipped in the notebook. she was pening down every word miss nazish was saying. Her ear and hands were working efficiently she didn't even need to raise her head.
Fatima looked at her and groaned.. She put her hands on the back of her seat and was about to shake her whole seat.
"Don't you dare fatima" Ehlam said in a busy tone.
"Oh you are alive? i thought you died in the ocean of marketing"
Fatima exclaimed in the low but funny tone.
Ehlam couldn't stop a soft chuckle.
