Everything unfolds with a purpose. There existed a motive behind Abir's departure from Delhi with his children. That motive guided him towards Mishti, and it is widely acknowledged that their meeting was also driven by a reason-the enchanting power...
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HAPPINESS.
I have always wondered what's actual happiness?
A moment where we jump on our place and squeal out a loud or the moment where tears happily roll down from our eyes?
A moment where smile tugs on our lips or the moment we can't stop laughing?
Looks like happiness also has many types.
As a tear rolled down from Sara's cheek I understood what a small sister is. The one who would fight with you for everything yet the one who would make you smile with her stupid antics. The one who would always shout at you to leave her alone yet the one who would cry when you are finally leaving.
As the words Qubool Hai were said by Asad and Foziah, the bride and groom's family hugged each other and congratulated. Amidst the happiness Sara, Foziah and their parents were having a hard time.
When Asad and Foziah said they'll have a wedding soon they weren't lying. By the time we came back from our honeymoon after 2 weeks, they managed to inform Asad's sister and her friend which Foziah said was one of her ugly talks.
However, they were lying when they said simple wedding. Foziah has got a huge in-laws family and Asad's father wanted to invite everyone because he is his one and only son. From Sara's family, there weren't many people except for her 2 aunts and 2 uncles and their annoyingly adorable kids along with their classy grandma who was the centre of attention with all her jewellery. At one point Sara had mentioned her to be alert anyone could kidnap her, haha.
"Wasn't that cute?" Neha jumped beside me excitedly.
"That was!" I smile as Asad took hold of Foziah's hand and wiped Sara's tear passing some funny comment to which she chuckled and her face crumbled the next moment as she sees Foziah.
We were standing a few steps away from them trying to give the space the family needs. As Foziah's father embraces her in a fatherly hug and kisses her hair I suddenly recall the exact last moment I shared with my dad.
It was Saturday and I was on leave. I requested him to stay home but he said he needed to go to work. We weren't rich, dad and mom did love marriage and none of their parents supported it so they had to move out. All he earned he invested in my education and our home. I had to let him go, I just didn't know I am letting him go forever. He had embraced me in a fatherly hug and kissed my hair then promised me he'll be back by evening.
