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Chapter 03

Aqsa's POV:

And suddenly the door was opened, I was still having hands on my head, with my eyes closed. “Aqsa?” my mama looked shocked when I slowly opened my eyes and saw her. “yeh..eh…kon hain larkiyan?” she gazed at them from head to toe. “Assalam o alaikum aunty, main noor hun, apky jo guest aye hue haina?” Mama nodded her head in yes. “main unki friend hun, Saqib? Unki family ayi hui haina?” Mama felt relieved that these girls are good for me. I mean, meri mama mere mamly main bohat conscious hain, duniya ki buri nazron sy bachany ky chakron main wo achy logon ko bhi unki list main shumar kar deti hain. “Chalo phir theek hai beta, kuch khao gy tum logon ko , behjwa deti hun room main hi?” she offered. “ammi, kuch khana hoga toh main khud hi lay aaun gee.” I replied with a forceful smile and she left our room.
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I turned back and slightly hit noor’s arm “oye tujhy kaisy pata ky uska nam saqib hai?” I asked. “janab, inki baat hoti hai aapas main!” haya replied and winked. “Noorr!!!?, tuny batya nai tera..ehmm hmm..” I teased her. “yaar tum log buss aese hi, aesi koi baat nahi hai. Hum just friends ki tarah baat karty hain. Aur wese bhi, mere dil main aesi koi baat nahi hai aur I’m sure usky dil main bhi nahi hogi.” She explained. “acha choro na yar, aqsa hum idhar tujh sy milny aye thy aur tujhy batany aye thy ky parson tum ny ana haya ki birthday hai.” Sawaira told about her birthday. “Tum logon ko pata hai, ammi nai many gee…” I said and sat on bed sadly. “issi liye toh aye hain, ky tumhari ammi sy permission ly ky jayen, tumhary abbu ko toh koi issue nahi hai right?” Haya sat near to me and asked while holding my hand. “haan abu ka toh koi issue nahi but, *looks at her* ammi?” tears were in my eyes. “wo tu mujh py chor dey aur yeh aansu kyun aa rahy hain, saaf kar!” Haya said and wiped my tears away. I in reply smiled back.
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Suddenly noor’s phone rang. “Asslam o alaikum, jee kon?” she asked. “Kidhar ho main idhr phassa hua hun, ajeeb, ammi abbu ki waja sy pata nai konsi gathering hai?” we also heard that masculine voice from the other side. “Noorr yaar hamary bhai sy……” haya said loudly and she in reply disconnected the call and she looked at her jaise wo nazron sy kha jaye gee. “Yaar thori sharam kar leta hai banda!” she annoyingly taunted haya. “han toh banda kary sharam hum kyun karien?”  At haya’s reply, everyone laughed except noor and she annoyingly left the room. “arrey noor yaar mazak…..” I tried to stop her but she left. “aajaye gee, waqti ghussa hai iska pata toh hai tujhy” sawaira replied aur mujhy phir thori tassali hui.
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Saqib’s POV:

I took my phone out of my pocket again. “Tumhy mana kia hai, phone ki jan chordo!” mama whispered angrily. “Mama abhi toh aunty nahi hain idhr, mujhy do minute use kar leny dien” I whispered back. Sitting for few more seconds and got up while saying “ mama main aata hun zara…” and quickly went out towards lawn. I was walking quickly alongside with those trees and suddenly I screamed and she screamed back when she saw me. “ufff tobah hai saqib, dara diya mujhy!!” she said while deeply breathing. “toh main bhi toh…dar gya tha dekh ..” I said while itching my head and smirking at her.
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“Saqibb!!?, main apko churail dikhti hun kiya?” she slightly slapped my arm. “haan toh mainy kab kaha tum churail ho?, ab koi khud man ly toh main kia kar sakta hun?” I replied while still smirking. “huff!!!” she stapped her one foot annoyingly. I laughed at her .

“acha suno noor, parson mil rahy hain hum?” I asked.

“parson?? Nai yar parson haya ka birthday hai main nai aasakti…sorry..” she apologized while making a baby face.
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“yaar!!? Acha thek hai, jab bhi free ho toh mujhy bata dena phir mil lien gy!”
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“Okay. Ab main jaun andar warna aqsa pata nai kia sochy gee?” she hurriedly replied and tried to go.
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“aqsa? Kon aqsa? Aqsa baqsa?” I laughed while making fun of her name.
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“saqib, buri baat, aese nahi ksi ka nam bigarte!” she turned back and replied with a serious face.
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“acha teacher jee!” I loudly replied back and she waved back her hand in reply while not looking back.
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Aqsa’s POV:
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I was in kitchen, standing in front of stove, waiting for the tea to boil once. “dehan kidhar hai tumhara!!?” mama quickly came and turned off the stove. Tea was about to boil and fell on stove but she saved it. “ammi wo, main…” I didn’t had any answer to reply since I was lost in thinking that “mama parson ky liye manien gee ky nahi..” My mama waved her hand infront of my face “jag rahi ho na?, choro yeh sab, jao salam kar aao guests ko.”
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“ammi? Main salam kar aaun gee lekin mainy bethna koi nahi hai udhar, jan na pehchan main tera mehman.. hunh”
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“acha meri maa na bethna salam toh kar aao!!”
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“ aur haan, ammi mainy sabko ek sath hi salam karna hai alag alag special salam karny nai jana!”
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“aqsa!....mehman aye hue hain islye lehaz kar rahi hun, JAO!!”
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“jaa rahi hun ammi…” I placed duppata on my head properly and went towards drawing room. “mama ky sath aaj zayda bat kyun ho rahi hai meri, warna toh matlb ky ilawa hum baat hi nai krtyy…” I was thinking while walking and suddenly stopped at the corner of the door to see ky kitny log hain?
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“yeh???......Khudaya!, yeh toh wohi hai!!” and I was shocked to see that guy, sitting in the drawing room of my house whom I met this afternoon,….. accidently!.
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