Chapter 1

    Anabiya's POV

    

    "What do you think you will get this job??" My friend asked me when I told her that I am going to given the interview in the best MNCs of that area.

    

    "You better know me Hafsa I never thought about the result I always believe in doing my best doesn't matter what will be the effect of it".

    

    I replied her

    

    "Yes I know but dear did you talk about it to uncle and aunt".

    

    "Yes I did I never do anything without their consent".

    

    "That's great I'm proud of it that you are my friend you are really an ideal for every girl who reach at her destination without hurting anyone's feeling specially her parent's feeling and who sacrifice many things only for them".

    

    A drop of tears fall down from my eyes after listening that sacrifice word I never thought about it as I always said

    

    "Everything which happens in our life is our fate and no one will fight with it".

    

    But everyone said my own deed prove it that who work with patience reached at their destination.

    

    I Anabiya khan completed my MBA in finance management from IIM the only child of my parents everyone appreciate it but for myself it is really a curse because I have no one with whom I can share my thoughts. I was surrounded by many people and many friends from childhood but as soon as every one engrossed in their own I start to feel lonely no doubt I was most loving child in my family from my childhood because I was more intelligent than any other child of my family. Whenever it was the time of result all my cousins get tensed but I always went to my school with a genuine smile and always returned with a trophy in my hand. My dad really proud of it and when the numbers of my trophies increase he made a showcase in the interior area of our house. I was really happy on that day as my parents were happy because of me. I promised myself on that day doesn't matter what will be the situation I will always try to make my parents happy. From that day I started to live for my parents. And my parents also proud of me for everything.

    

    "Wake up my darling it's 9:30"

    

    I can listen that my mother entered in my room and tried to wake me up

    

    "Mumma just 5 mins"

    

    I murmured in half sleep.

    

    "I don't understand how you sleep after Salah. It's really a bad habit dear".

    

    I didn't listen anything but when she told me the time I woke up with a jerk and rushed towards the bathroom as today I have an interview at 11:00 am and from the starting it is my bad habit that I always reached late anywhere.

    

    I can easily listen her taunts no doubt I was the lovable child of hers but this insomnia makes me bad in front of her not only me but also that person who is the reason of these sleepless nights yes I spend my nights sleepless from past 2 years and after Salah I always had a deep sleep and that was enough for my mother to high her blood pressure daily but I know my mumma was the sweetest lady on this planet doesn't matter how much she became angry to me but whenever she saw my face she always forget that she was angry and I love that..

    

    When I came in my room after the shower take a breathe of relief as mumma was not there but my attire for that day was on my bed after seeing that I have a smile on my face I never pay attention to my looks but mumma always make that sense in my dressing that many times people have asked me about my dress looks I was really blessed to have her I changed and make my way to downstairs

    

    When I reached there as usual I saw her to arranging the table it was her daily routine she always try to have my breakfast but I always skip hmmm not from the few past years but from the childhood

    

    "Not again mumma even today I have no time so sorry".

    

    I kissed on her forehead and run to the exit I take my scooty and make my way to that office

    

    When I reached there I was shocked to see the rush for the job competition was tough but as I before said I believe in doing your best I take a deep breath and make my place in the sitting area. I was just praying and waiting for my turn. My eyes were closed and was lost in my own thoughts.

    

    I came into the senses when receptionist take my name. I was nervous but don't know why my heart was beating so fast when I knocked the door of boss cabin.

    

    I enter in when I listened "come in" words for me. The voice looks so familiar to me but I didn't pay too much attention. The person who was taking the interview have back to me.

    

    I can easily understand that he was reading my file as it was the rule of this company that you should have submitted your full achievement before the interview.

    

    "Impressive your academic marks are really impressive but tell me one thing"

    

    And saying that the person turned his chair.

    

    As I was still standing I freeze on my place I am unable to utter any single word as after 2 years he was in front of me and as my interviewer.

    

    The word I only uttered at that time was "Naved".