Vo Gali Thi Ishq Ki (TELEPHONE BOOTH)

Q7.

It was a bright morning right after Haniya's wedding. The event was successful and now Haniya is finally at her real home to everyone's satisfaction. Rahila, Pari, Moin and Mohib already gone to Haniya's place with breakfast as tradition while everyone in haveli gathering for breakfast on dinning table.

The last person to join them was Zayan who was stepping down from the huge staircase, hair still damp from shower but perfectly gelled, 5'O clock shadow on his fairly handsome face. Dressed formally in one of his finest grey business suit with no tie; suit jacket on his arms. His ray ban aviators resting on the opening of top botton of his crisp white shirt. He was looking like an international top model right out of the magazine. Looking at him any one would say he is one of God's special edition.
However something was still different with him today this morning, his face radiating more than any other day, no stress lines marking his forehead. His demeanor carrying a positive aura around him. Maybe because he finally got free from the responsibility of his only sister.

Muskaan just couldn't taker her eyes of him, he was achingly beautiful to her. Even in her wildest dreams she can't believe that this godly creature is going to be hers. Moreover he himself chosen her for him. She is one hella lucky girl! She thought and blushed to herself.

Ignoring her "heart eyes" expression he moved past her, taking his chair right beside the head chair awhere Bijaan was sitting already and smiled at him affectionately whereas Muskaan blind in his charms was unbothered about his ignorance and lack of attention towards her still stared at him blushing like a love sick and got up taking his jacket to his surprise from his hand and hanging it on the back of his chair still shy, her cheeks tinted red.

"Assalam Walaikum!"

He greeted everyone with his charming smile; again ignoring Muskaan after giving her an awkward thankful smile which she responded with another of her tinted blush which started to annoy him now.

"Walaikum Assalam!"

"By the way Zayan why didn't you go to Haniya's in-laws house? She is your only sister you should have gone there; what will they think about us haa?" Bijaan asked feeling little upset about Zayan ignorance for such tradition.

"Bijaan vo raat ko so nahi paya tha bs. Late night wedding fir kuch tension thi isliye. But you don't worry I will apologize to them." He told her honestly while filling his plate with breakfast.

"Tension? Sab thik to hai?" His mother ask in concern.

"Yes Mamma! just business and stuffs." He smiled assuring her.

"Shukar!" her mother sighed "acha btao Muskaan kesi lag rahi hai?" She asked him excitedly changing the topic

"Khaas tumhare liye taiyyar hui thi, tumhare sath Jana chahti thi Haniya k ghar. Or jb tum nahi gaye to ye bechari b ruk gai." Zayan's mother filled him with details of the morning.

"Really?" He was amused.

"And look she even insisted to wear your favourite colour; blue!"

Muskaan's mother nodded then exclaimed proudly and Muskaan face heated up in shyness who was still standing between space of Bijaan and Zayan's chair and glared at ger mother mouthing "mamma stop!"

Zayan who was busy having his breakfast and least interested about Muskaan activity suddenly stop after hearing what her mother said his eyes snapped in Muskaan's direction.

He stared at her for a long moment checking her out in his favourite colour. No doubt; Muskaan is a really beautiful woman and she was looking enthralling in blue and the blush she has on her face look more angelic while feeling his gaze on herself.