"Dad, I also want to go with both of you. Please let me go with you. Grandfather is also not at home. And uncle has gone on the trip with friends. Being lonely, I will get bored at home."Asfand, who was sitting in front of the mirror setting the knot of his tie, moving hands stopped for a moment at Aashir's voice. He turned back and looked at him.For the last few minutes, he was standing with a crying face insisting on going with him. "Son, I told you so many times that it's the business party. You will get bored there. But I promise you on Sunday I will take you to your favorite place."He said adoringly kissing him on his soft cheeks. But on his father's assurance still, his mood wasn't changed."Mama, see dad is not listening to me. You tell him that I want to go with you people."Seeing Sanam coming out of the changing room, he quickly ran to her. "Yes, Aashir is right. Let's take him also and by the way my heart doesn't approve of leaving Aashir alone."Asfand, who after bein
"Asfand your eyes are telling me that I have a mistake in whatever just happened?"Sanam was telling him running behind him. Ignoring her, he was dashing towards his room taking long strides. It had been quite late when they came back home so the whole house was in complete silence. And no one was there to listen to them."Asfand, nothing is like that the way you are thinking. That man forcefully grabbed me by my arm."On his silence, she has to explain it by herself. But in her response, he loudly shut the door behind himself and went ahead. "Asfand say something. Why are you silent?"Now she shouted at him. "You are not that modest and innocent so don't need to justify yourself. Give your justification to those who know you."He said in his poisonous-filled tone. Sanam was shocked at this. "By the way where did he touch you.....here.....he touched you here."He traced her arm with the back of his hand. While his fiery eyes were boring holes in her. Feeling his touch on her arm,
PastBefore six yearsDeep blue eyes stared into silver gray eyes where she can clearly see her reflection."Is it necessary to always confess in words?"He mischievously asked her. On her answer, those blue eyes sparkled in smiling. "No, it's not necessary every time. But what about my heart which always wants to listen to this single word from your mouth."He said taking her delicate wrist in his strong hands."Your these words give peace to my heart that's why my love. Have some mercy on my poor heart and tell it how much you love me."He said in his emotional voice while entangling his fingers between her fine fingers. "If that's it then listen Asfand Yaar Khan no, Asfi I really love you. I love you Asfi more than anyone even myself."Staring into his eyes she said with love stricken voice. Not only her tone but her every gesture spoke volumes of her love for him. And he can easily decipher it."I also really love you, Sanam. I really love you and I can't think of living my life
Past Six years ago"Where you gone, Sanam?"He addressed Sanam while strolling here and there in restlessness.Sometimes he was running his hand through his hair and the other time his hand was on his face. His every movement and gesture was speaking volumes of his tenseness.He again took out his mobile from the pocket of his jeans and again dialed Sanam's number. It was still unreachable.And now this time, he was infuriated using his full force he threw his mobile on the bed. For the last two days, he was in this state. He was not feeling at peace for every single moment.How he can be at peace now as how happy he was before as he was about to meet Sanam with his father but he doesn't know that his happiness is only momentary. On the next day, he went to the university with a gleaming face but his happiness subsided on not finding Sanam in the university.For the whole day, he kept waiting for her, but she didn't come.Today he again went to the university but he again came back
"Dawood, what you did of the work I assigned you?"He picked up the glass of wine right in front of his tablet and finished it in one go. He again started pouring more from the nearby bottle into his glass. "Stop it Wadan. Today you drink too much. It's also not good for your health."Ignoring his question, Dawood said in a concerned voice.Whenever something irk him then he always used to make himself drunken. As if it is the only way for him to neglect his problem."Answer me what I asked Dawood. Don't need to become my father."He said sternly with red burning eyes. It was his drunken state which was speaking otherwise he never talked this way with him."You don't worry. Every moment, I am keeping my eye on Khan. Before he does anything I will be aware of him."He briefed him in detail. Meanwhile, he engulfed another glass down his throat."Alright. Not a single mistake must happen. And now you go. I want to be alone now."He said taking the glass to his lips. "I think Wadan you
"Are you going somewhere?"As soon as Hadia entered the room she finds Wadan busy getting ready, she can't stop herself from asking him while fidgeting with her fingers.As he was busy to quickly done with his preparation but his moving hands stopped for a moment on listening to her voice. But he didn't bother to look back at her."Yes, I am going for some business-related work."He said without glancing at her.Hadia's eyes moistened and tears were about to roll down at his behavior and his short answering her."I'm watching you since yesterday you are avoiding me Wadan. Why is that so?"She said hardly controlling her tears which were about to fall. Wadan indifference towards her was beyond Hadia's endurance. As she is a girl with a delicate heart so she can't endure all this."I can never avoid your presence. You have some misunderstanding."He said picking up his coat from the bed and wearing it. While still, he was avoiding to look at her."If that's so then why are you not talki
"What happened Sanam? I have been noticing you for the last two days you are quite silent. Is something bothering you?"Haadi said looking at her. She and Haadi were sitting in the lounge watching the TV. But Haadi was noticing her for a long time that her eyes were on the TV but she was lost somewhere in her thoughts. And after feeling that, Haadi has to ask her."No...No..... nothing is as such. Haadi, I am fine, you don't worry."Sanam on his calling came out of her thoughts and she said hardly made herself to smile. Now what she can tell him is that the reason for her worriedness is not something else but his brother and his behavior. And nowadays he was further intensifying Sanam's worriedness. After that night, along with distrust now fear also started resting in her heart for Asfand. Sanam felt that after telling him everything she can't end his hatred for herself, that hatred which has been in his heart for the past six years. And also he isn't going to believe whatever sh
"It's really nice to meet you, Sanam, truly you are the same as Aashir told me on the call."She was sincerely praising Sanam who was sitting near her. She then mischievously glanced at five years old Aashir who was sitting right on the front sofa. He was staring at her with love-filled eyes."Aunt Hadia as I told you before my mama is the best. You will also like her."Very innocently he said giving stress to his words. Then everyone sitting in the lounge chuckled at the way he made a gesture."I also find it nice to meet you. I heard a lot about you from everyone and today I meet you."Sanam gazed at Hadia and said genuinely to her.On her nikkah day, she happened to meet with Asfand. From Mr. Hayat, (Asfand's father), Haadi (Asfand's brother), and Aashir (Asfand's son) she just heard about Sanam, and today she finally meet with her."By the way truly speaking I am still not believing Hadia Wadan is sitting in our home and that too without Wadan and his guards. Does Wadan know you a