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SUKKUR CITY
2 pm

"Kisne tora mera guldaan?"

Elder man around 60s asked firmly with hands on his hips. He was dressed in traditional shalwar kameez and off-white shawl wrapped around him fully. Classic black framed glasses sitting on bridge of his nose

Four of cousins looked at each other. Middle one came in front. She was wearing yellow suit with hair in braids

"Mujhse tot gay-"

"Mujhe pata hai tumse nahi hua maham" He cut her off knowing her damn well how much of innocent and well mannered kid she is

"Well mene thori der phely Zain bhaijaan ko yahan per dekha tha" Younger boy spoke eying eldest who gasp

"Dekha tha toh matlab mene tor diya! Bakwass!" He shouted defensively "Agar esi baat hai toh mene bhi tumhe glue dundhte hue dekha tha!" He pointed at young boy who wide his eyes

"Wo mein university project ke liye dundh raha tha! Dada-jaan mene yeh nahi tora kasam se!" He swears panicking

"Tumne nahi matlab mene tora ha?" Zain raised his eyebrow. Aryaan shook head getting scared of looks he's giving her

"Dada jaan chor de mujhse hua hai-" Maham was again cut off by him

"Nahi!" He said sternly shutting up Aryaan and Zain who were whispering to each other. They all silently looked at him

"Amna ne ek alfaz nahi bola maybe usne kiya ho-"

"Seriously bhaijaan!" Amna annoyingly looked at Zain who shrugs

They started arguing again making their grandfather sigh. Hearing their arguments dadi-jaan also made her way in corridor with her helper. She has her head covered in dupatta and rosary in her hands. She frown at them

"Yeh kya horaha hai?"

Hearing her voice four of them straight themselves with slightest fear in their eyes. She eyed mess on floor while waking towards them, she instantly recognised Vase that was from Persia gifted to her husband by his friend

"Tameez nahi hai tum logo mein janwaro ki tarha kar rahe ho" She glared at them than at her husband

"Yeh apse he toota tha thori der phely bhool jaye ap?" She looked at her husband making kids gasp. Dada-jaan did oh sound remembering how his shawl knocked it off

"Seriously dada-jaan!" Amna folded arms across her chest and got glare from dadi-jaan

"Tum log abhi tak yahi ho jao dafa hojau yahan se foran!" She scolded

Zain mentally rolled his eyes and stayed while others left. He waited until his grandmother interrogate her husband if he has taken his medicine yet or not. Ahmed Rasheedi, eldest of all rasheedis has been ill since long now

He has two sons. Hassan Rasheedi and Alam Rasheedi and one daughter Amaira Rasheedi. His wife is now head of family and one who takes decisions along with her younger son Alam and nephew Sidharth Rasheedi who has taken his father's place because his father and mother died years ago in car accident

They are well known wealthiest family in whole country with various devotees and connections. They are very strict about their principles and beliefs. They believe their blood is pure and to keep it like that they don't marry in outer caste

Hassan had three kids. Sidharth Rasheedi eldest, Maham Rasheedi and Amna Rasheedi. Alam Rasheedi has 2 sons only Zain Rasheedi elder and Aryaan Rasheedi younger one. Amaira Rasheedi has one son Mustafa Rasheedi and daughter Sara Rasheedi

"Tum abhi tak yahi jo jitna mujhe yaad hai mene toh tumhe kaha tha gau jakr zameen wala masla hal kar ana aj tum time dekha hai?" She turned to look at Zain who scratched his head

"Wo masla mere hatho se bahar tha isliye Sidharth gaya hai mein aj Karachi jaraha hu deal sign karwane" He he told her. She rolled her eyes

"Apne baap ko bhi hosh dilwana ke yahan per bhi uska ghar hai bache hain kaam hai bas har waqt lahore wali company mein gussa hota hai hai kya wahan" She sighed making her way outside to look at garden where they were watering flowers. Zain followed her

"Dupatta agar ser per nahi tik raha toh chipakwa dou ise phely tumhe farigh krdu mein yahan se!" She glared at maid who immediately covered her head and apologised

"Tum mujh-"

She stoped talking when her attention was gained by huge Victorian gate being opened and various black car making their way inside. They immediately know who is

Man in black shalwar-kameez got out of driving seat of Mercedes Benz and took off his glasses after slamming car's door behind. He nodded as greeting from guards of manor and servants as he made his way inside with intimidating aura surrounding him. Environment of whole manor changed with his entry. He influence people and place this much. He helds power which a leader does. His personality screams how much of egoistic and arrogant he is. He is exactly what he shows inside and outside

Sidharth Rasheedi has very foul language and temper. If someone cares about their mental health stay away from him. He believes in revenges. He will neither forgive nor forgot. He is everything that people despise but still he has people falling down in his feet. He is in his heartless era

"A salam-o-Alaikum" He greeted elder lady before taking place in sofa. She nodded with replied. Zain and him exchanged nod as well before Zain took his leave

"Kya hua zameeno ka?" She asked taking seat beside him. He grabbed glass of water from tray without looking at who is serving him and glue it down

"Hogaya hal wo" He answered plainly while looking at screen of his phone

"Aur mujhe ek zarori baat krni hai alam ko lekr. Hume Lahore jana hoga aj" She sounded serious when she said this. Sidharth lifted his head to look at her recognising her tone very well

LAHORE
Dandy fashion school

Girl with hazel eyes and long black shinny hair was standing by university's gate waiting for someone. A annoyed sigh left her pink painted parted lips as she titled her head and pushed back hair those were disturbing her face

She gazed down at her expensive looking watch and let out another sigh. Canvas in another hand was getting heavier second by second. She rolled her eyes when finally white colour Audi stoped in front of her. Window rolls down and her handsome father came face to face with apologetic grin

"Sorry bacha you know traffic" He reasoned unlocking door. She didn't reply and opened backseat door with grumpy face to throw her canvas in backseat. Elder man sighed at attitude of his daughter

"Mein adhe ghante se wait kar rahi hu agar apko late horaha tha toh mein kisi aur ke sath ajati!" She huffed slamming door after getting inside

"I'm so sorry mujhe pata nahi tha itna late hojaye ga meeting thi landowners ke sath" He told her while she was retouching her hair in front mirror

"Baba I have told you million times I'm not living in that bungalow! Mujhe wahan per jate he chills ate hain I love our apartment aur wese bhi you leave for months toh mein akele kese rahu gi wahan!" She winced shutting front mirror

"Sakeena hoti haina tumhare sath" He said taking about maid who has been with her ever since her mother passed away when she was 17 years old

"Still I'm not living there bas aur kya ap 15 tak honge yahan my principle wants to see you about something" She looked at him

"Kya kiya hai nazo tumne ab" He looks done

"Kuch nahi baba! Unko apse baat krni hai about sponsorship and all I don't know details" She said

"Achaa. 15 ko Aryaan ki convocation hai we will see" He hummed. Shehnaaz nodded while typing something in her phone

She knows that she has two elder brothers and how her father side family is but she has never met them nor talked to them because her father has never let her. After her mother died he was very much determined to bring her sukkur to them but Shehnaaz didn't want to and things stayed like how they were

Alam married his first wife Sameena his cousin when he was 27 and had two sons. Later Alam married Aliya Shehnaaz's mother when he was 33 and visited Lahore's university for motivational speech where she was student. Alam was business graduate with great grades reason he was called in for speeches and as chief guest as well also he was known well because of his father as well

They fell in love and he married her in secret because she wasn't RASHEEDI and they would have killed her if he knew. He has done well in hiding them till now

"Waiting for so long made my feet hurt" She pouted kicking off her white heels and bringing her feet up to massage them. Alam glanced at her with faint smile and shook his head

"Kya chahiye what will make you forgive your father now?" He asked. She pretended to think making him chuckle

"Haan! I will forgive you agar ap mujhe apne hatho ka bana hua custard khilao one you use to make for muma!" She demanded

Yes her rasheedi father who has never even seen kitchen before learned her mother's favourite dish when she was upset

"Anything for my daughter" He smiled at her

THE
SPRINGS APARTMENT

"Mein car park karke ata hu okay" Alam said to shehnaaz who nodded and while she gets off car and carrying her canvas as she walked inside lobby of building

She mentally groaned at hair falling in her eyes. She tried to get them out of her face while making her way to elevator. She didn't see man in front of her who also didn't see her was looking at screen of his phone dialling some number. She bumped into his hard chest making his phone fall down and her canvas as well

She whimper rubbing her forehead and lifted her head to look at blind person who just bumped into her. He was looking at her with clenched fist annoyed gaze. He was one handsome man in three piece suit and well styled hair like some film-star and man looks rich. She can already tell he's not from Punjab but sindh because of his aura

"Can't you see Adhi ho?" His voice came out calm and deep like he was trying to contain his anger inside him. He was already judging her by the she is dressed

"Ap dekh kar nahi chal rahe the so it's you who's andha here!" She said pushing her hair back and crouching down to take her canvas which he kicked away a little to get her attention

"I'm in hurry warna tumhe batata andha kon hai" He threatened in dangerously low voice. She ignored chills ran down her spine by the way he darkly glared down at her. She wide her eyes when she heard him cuss her under breath

"Asshole!" She also said under her breath and got hold of her canvas before making her way towards elevator

    She reached her floor and opened door with keys to see her father was already in living room keeping lots of paper bags on coffee table from different brands. She smiled teasingly

"Itne sare gifts for me?" She asked kicking off her heels and rushing to hug him who nodded. She murmured Thankyou

"I'll go and take shower phir I'll make you custard okay?" He asked. She nodded and he left

    She kneel down before table and look what's inside bags. She gasp looking at purse she was locking at other night and saw him asking if this colour is good and she opened another bag to see another purse but in different colour. She was going to open another bag when ringing of bell disturbed her. She groaned

"Ab kon hai!" She murmured getting up. She made her way towards door and opened it without looking who's there