"Rashida, are there someone new shifting in the house right next to ours?" She was sipping tea in the lawn, when she asked Rashida who was seated beside her , knitting something for her grandson.
"Yes bibi ji, they shifted yesterday. I've heard that they came from England." Rashida shared her knowledge she had heard from here and there.
"Oh, so they are firangi (englishman)." She shook her head understandingly.
She didn't feel very pleased by the news as her great grandfather was killed by them in the fight for freedom.
"No bibi ji, they are not firangi." Rashida slapped her forehead for not being able to convey her message.
"Didn't you tell me they came from england? " Eishal looked at her quizzically.
"They are Indian bibi ji, they returned from england."She left her knitting work just to make her understand.
She laughed at her stupidity and soon getting over it she leaned towards Rashida.
" Shouldn't we go to welcome them. We should cook a tasty biryani for them and take it to them as a welcome gift. " She almost whispered in Rashida's ear.
"That's very good idea." Saying rashida stood up to fulfill her bibi ji's wish.
Eishal also followed her and she along with rashida cooked a tasty biryani and packing it beautifully she went to freshen up and also instructed Rashida to do the same as she didn't want to go alone.
And soon enough both the lady were standing infront of the huge oak door of that beautiful house.
Few minutes later of their ringing the bell, a graceful women at her late thirties opened the door.
"Asslam o Alaiykum ji, this is our bibi ji. She wanted to welcome you so.....uh um." Rashida seeing Eishal tongue tied spoke on her behalf.
Come inside.
She gave them a beautiful smile and step aside.
It seems like, I've seen her somewhere.
Soon Eishal shook away that thought and met with the lady cheerfully.
She was nice woman. She has two beautiful daughters. Ifza and Isra who didn't seem spoilt at all. They were very well mannered.
She didn't get to meet her husband.
"We should go now. It's late." Eishal stood up knowing well, Uzair would be home anytime soon.
"Thank you for the biryani dear. Your uncle would be very happy."She said hugging her and then she hugged Rashida as well.
They were moved by her kindness.
Promising to visit each other soon along with their husband they departed with happy smile.
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" Be ready. You have half an hour. " Uzair said in a commanding tone, after they were done with their breakfast.
"Um why?" She followed him out.
"We are going for shopping. From coming monday your classes is gonna start and this blue, and the white dress you wear wouldn't be sufficient." He filled her with details and went towards his study leaving a gaping Eishal.
So he does remember my dress colour.
Of course he can, its just two colors for my two dress.
Debating with herself, she went to get ready.
Soon enough they were heading towards the market for yet another beautiful day.
They spent the whole day as a regular couple, bickering on their choices. Uzair carrying her shopping bags. Eating ice cream. Sharing something funny about their childhood. It was surreal for them. They didn't want it to end.
And spending whole day whilst creating beautiful memories to cherish ahead they returned home tired yet content.
Before retiring to her bed, Eishal thought to call Atif but after her many try, he didn't pick her calls. She gave up thinking to call him some other time and spiraled into sleep.
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Yawar opened the door for him.
"Uh um I'm here to discuss about the factory's work." Depicting very well, Yawar's surprised as well as confused look at his untimely visit.
"This late?" He said looking at the clock which read 9:37pm.
"Um actually I'm leaving for Australia for few days tomorrow." He made up a lie and he was very ashamed of it.
This heart of mine is gonna kill me with its stupid demand.
"Oh ,that's understandable." Yawar was now relaxed.
They discussed about the progress of the factory as well as the worker's efficiency, their increment in wages.
He had to do all those not necessary discussion just to see her once.
But unfortunately, she didn't come out.
Madeeha was noticing his restlessness very well.
Not finding any more topic to discuss upon, he stood up with a dejected sigh.
"I think I should go." He said with a smile.
"Have dinner with us, then you can go."Madeeha who was seated a little away from them, heard him say and stood up as well.
" No, you cannot deny me."when he was about deny, she spoke and went away to arrange the table.
He sat down, hoping to meet his lady love before going back.
And to his good luck, she was there, having her dinner without any care of the world.
One look at her and he found a peace finding its way to his restless heart.
And at that time he knew, he was in a deep shit.
He could never get away with that feeling as it wasn't any attraction, it was love.
I can't live without her and I should leave the idea of going away from. She will be mine.
Finally, reaching to a decision he was little calmer, little peaceful.
He knew, its better to accept things which we can't deny.
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"Atif bhai, I called you so many times but you didn't pick my calls." Eishal complained to atif.
He was there to meet Uzair regarding some presentation but as before, he came across Eishal whilst going towards his study room.
"I'm sorry, I don't have your number otherwise I wouldn't dare to ignore your majesty's call." Atif as usual joked with her and she laughed at that.
"So, is there something important you remember me for?" When her laugh ceased, he asked her.
"Yes. Very." She sounded little suspicious.
"What that can be? Are you planning to propose my idiot friend or what?" He mischievously asked her.
"You wish." She said with an attitude.
"Its important Atif bhai. Its about Hadiya. Meet me at my college on monday. I will text you the address." She saw Uzair climbing down the satirs so she almost whispered near Atif.
Hadiya's name got his all attention and he nodded affirmatively at whatever she said.
" Next time, don't come to my house." Uzair snapped at him.
Knowing well about his jealousy, he didn't mind him and went towards his study leaving behind fuming Uzair and Smiling Eishal who was staring towards Atif's retreating figure.
When he completely disappeared from their view, she turned towards Uzair.
"That was so mean." She scrunched her nose up disapprovingly.
"Do not teach me and go to your room." He was literally spitting fire.
She didn't move and inch from her place.
"I said go or I will kiss you." He said now smirking.
His unique threat literally got her and she ran away, as if se saw some ghost.
He chuckled at her reaction and went towards his study, determined to never let Atif come to his house.
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