SHEHRIYAR HADI
"Dude you're too much. Tune hum dono ko late karwa diya. You got both of us late." Aiby scolded me as he went out of the car.
"So what? Jaise wo hamara hi intezaar kar rahe honge nikah padwane ke liye. Like they are only waiting for us to get bride and groom married." He glared at me. "Come on Aiby, meri zaroori meeting thi. It was an important meeting."
"Dulhe ka naam? Groom's name?"
"I don't know."
"Aur dulhan? And bride's?" I thought for a moment but couldn't remember Hooriya's sister's name. "Great. Aur yahan main muslim wedding attend karne ke liye excited hu. Sirf masahaari khaunga. Here I am exited about attending a muslim wedding, only eat non-veg."
"Lekin aaj to tuesday hai naa. But today is tuesday." I teased.
"Really? Shit."
"Ab to tu non-veg nahi khayega naa? Now you won't eat non-veg?"
"Tuesday to har hafte aate hain shadi to kabhi kabaar— Tuesdays comes every week but weddings comes sometimes—"
There was a row of wedding halls and I checked every name plate, when I read 'Manha' I stopped there.
"Hmm...Manha Imam weds Abbas Baasa." Aiby laughed at baasa sir name and I smirked. We entered and I didn't find any face recognisable. Dumbfoundedly, we keep walking until someone stopped us.
Hooriya's father's face was emotionless. "Tumhe kisne bulaya? Who invited you?" He closed the distance between us. "Hooriya?"
I DON'T LIKE THIS MEN.
"Nahi Hannnan uncle ne kiya tha. Hooriya kaise kar sakti hai wo to aap ki permission ke bagair kuch bhi nahi karti naa. Hannan uncle did, and how can Hooriya do she doesn't do anything without your permission. Right?"
His chest filled with pride. "Wo meri beti hai. Mujhse puche bagair kuch nahi karti. Khana khaa kar jana. She's my daughter. She doesn't do anything without my permission. Must eat food before you go." He patted my shoulder before disappearing into crowed.
What's his problem?
"Let me guess, ye tumhara hone wala susar hai, haina? His your would be father in law, right?" I glared at him. "I mean Hooriya's father, right?"
"Great observation. Yes."
"Aur ye tumhe pasand nahi karta. Why? And He doesn't like you."
"Kyunki iska dimag kharab hai. Apni beti ko bhi dara dhamka ke rakhta hai. Because he is screwed up. He keep his daughter frightened."
"Main samajh gaya ye kis type ka baap hai. Lekin iski tujhse kya problem hai?" I understood what type of he is. But why doesn't he like you?"
"Shayad Hooriya meri company mein kaam kar rahi thi islye, and like a typical father Wo nahi chahta hoga ki uski beti kaam kare. Maybe because Hooriya used to work in my company that's why, and like a typical father he doesn't want his daughter to work so..." He slowly nodded as he was filling the information.
"I can't believe he's going to be your father-in-law."
"I hope...late father-in-law"
After eating all non-veg, Aiby blurbed, "kasam se yaar maine aaj tak itne maze ka khana nahi khaya. I swear I haven't eaten such delicious food in my whole life."
"Maine bhi lekin iske sath kuch peeney ka hota to maza aa jata. Me neither but if there’s something to drink then it’ll be great.” I winked and he rolled his eyes.
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A girl with principle
RomanceHooriya Imam tried her luck to find her dream job in the big city like Delhi. What would happen when she finds out that the company she works in, its owner's eyes were on her from the start? It's a roller coaster ride with emotions, love, family, hu...
