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Duniya hai teri nigahon mein,

Bas tujhe ek main hi na aaya nazar ❣️

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Everyone was present at dinning table except him 'Arshad' as he just came today from london and was sleeping due to jetlag.

"Arshad miya aayenge aaj?" His father usman malik asked or more like taunts her 'his ammi' for spoiling him since childhood.

(Arshad will come today?)

"Aaj rhne dein, kl se pakka aayega" she replied hesitantly as no one dare to argue with him not even his wife.

(Let it be for today, he will definitely come from tomorrow)

Arshad and usman both are poles apart and opposite in everything since his childhood days. They argue alot, fights alot, never talked with each other nicely.
But what irked him more was his impulsive nature and denying him to for coming in politician's background as he has interest in painting and wanted to do something in this field.

Due to his choice of becoming artist he deliberately send him away just to realize his mistakes but still his mind never changes.

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"Assalam-o-Alaikum" he greeted his mom while coming into the kitchen and hugging her from behind.
For him his mom is everything, he loves her alot. Maybe she is the only one in his life who understands him better than himself, that's why she never opposed his choice of becoming artist as he was indeed a great artist who paints anything even in his closed eyes.

"Wa-Alaikum-Salaam" she greeted back with a smile while giving him his tea.

"Aap kitchen mei kyu aaye? Hum arhe the na apke pass" she said like scolding him while flipping omelet on the pan.

(Why did you come to the kitchen? I was coming to you)

"Apni ammi jaan ko dekhne bhi nhi aasakta?" He replied more like buttering her making her blush at his straight comment.
They both share relation more like lovers than mom-son.

(Not even to see my mom?)

"Chal badmash!" She commented with a smile while serving the breakfast on the plate.

"Toh humara khayal aagya apko?" they were dinning when his dad taunts him while sipping his tea making him choked.

(So you remembered me?)

"Salam! Abbu" Listening his comment, sudden anger gushed into his veins making him furious but seeing her mom pleading eyes he controlled his anger and greeted him with heavy heart.

"Aage ka kya socha hai?" After a big pause he asked suddenly while chewing his food making his gone anger come back.

(What do you think of next?)

"Khud ki painting shop kholne ka socha hai" he stated in a cold voice making usman's blood boil in anger.

(Thought to open my own painting shop)

"Aur humari izzat?" He glared him who was acting cold and not giving attention to his dad's rubbish.

(And my honor?)

"Usman Malik ki izzat ka khayal nhi aaya tumhe?" Throwing the water jar on the floor, he gets up angrily making her mom shiver while he still acts coldly.

(Did you not care about the honor of Usman Malik?)

"Allah! Aise bete se toh accha tha ki hum beaulad hi hote" he added while going from there making his mom gasped while his words somehow breaks his steel heart.

(It would have been better to be childless than having you as my son)

"Arshad" few minutes later he also gets up while going out of the house with his car keys.

His words always pierced him deeply, but today he crossed his limits making him totally broken. He himself don't know why his father never tries to understand him 'his feelings'. He never wants to come back from london but after his mom pleading he decided to come back, thinking his father must change his opinion regarding his field but nothing changes as in present also he wanted him to become a politician just like him.

He was soo much disturbed after the bitter conversation with his dad, leaving no option left but to meet his 'Suleman chacha' who is like a father figure to him.
He knows him when he was only seven, as he used to give him chocolate secretly whenever he comes to his shop.

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"Ammi" after coming home and listening his mom's words he called her in disbelief which shattered his whole heart.

"Aap yeh kya keh rhi hai?" He asked while getting broken not knowing how to react.

(What are you saying?)

"Apke abbu ka yahi faisala hai" she replied with in low tone while hiding her tears from him.

(This is the decision of your father)

"Nikkah tak ka haq humse chin liya unhone" he blurted his heart out while breaking down on the floor making his mom panicked.

(He even took away the right of marriage)

"Arshad" lying his head on her lap she called him softly while caressing his hairs.

"Aap janti hai na mujhe nikkah nhi krna" he replied while sobbing like a child in his mom's lap.

(Do you know I don't want to get married)

"Iss waqt toh bilkul nhi" he added making her nod but what she can do as all decisions are taken by him 'usman malik'.

(Not right now at the moment)

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Later at evening:

"Hum nikkah nhi krenge" he was busying in reading some documents when he heard his son's burning voice.

(I don't want to get married)

"Aap mujhse mera haq toh na chine" he added while looking at him straightly without any fear.

(Don't take my right from me)

"Agar nikkah nhi krna toh mudabir hi ban jaaye" knowing his son's temper, he also replied in his tone making ground slip under his feet.

(If you don't want to get married, then become a politician)

"Apne abbu ki terah" he mocked him while again got busy in his work.

(Like your father)

"Mujhe majboor na krein" he replied in frustration making him get up from his seat.

(Don't force me)

"Majboor hum nhi, tum kr rhe ho mujhe" coming to him he nearly shouts at him while grabbing his own son's collar.

(I'm not forcing you, you're forcing me)

"Humari izzat ko zar zar krke" pushing him hardly he scolds him badly leaving no chance to argue further and he leaves from there silently.

(By disrespecting my honor)

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Same day, at night:

"Ek dafa mil toh le usse" her mom said to him who was not coming out from his room after that incident, so she tries to cheer him up his sulky mood.

(Atleast meet her once)

"Suna hai behad khubsurat hai woh" she added while forwarding one morsel of food as he skips his breakfast, his lunch and his evening snack.

(Heard that she is very beautiful)

"Ammi" he whined like a kid while turning to other side.

"Uski tasveer dekhi?" She thought to tease him just to enlighten his mood.

(See her picture?)

"Ammi" he again whined while trying to get up from his bed but she holds his hand and pulling him back on the bed.

"Fizah Iqbal naam hai uska" she added while showing him her photo which was kept on his draw but he didn't even cared to see.

(Her name is Fizah Iqbal)

"Apke abbu ko ek dafa mei hi pasand aagyi thi woh" she further added while he got shocked after hearing the same name which he read on suleman uncle's shop. This new information hits him hard making his heart beat rapid.

(Your father loved her at first time)

After listening everything from his mom about her, he lost his control, thinking it must be her idea to trap rich guy just for money. He didn't want to marry but such an orphan girl makes his blood boil. As according to him those poor low class girls are only gold diggers and nothing else. Without thinking anything further he goes to her home, thanks to his sources and scolds her badly leaving no chance but to say her no for this proposal not knowing that the poor girl is unaware of all this and his rudeness breaks her apart.


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Finally the mystery is solving about him 💜

The great Arshad Malik is actually an artist 🙈

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