"Today you are up for Fajr (Morning prayer)?" Naheed got startled seeing Mahira up at Dawn.

I didn't even sleep and Ammi you talk about waking up .

"What's the matter?" Naheed asked.

"I miss Binish" Mahira replied.

"I don't want you to remember her, she met a horrible end due to her own deeds" Naheed advised.

"How people leave as if they never existed? " Mahira out absent mindedly.

"Those who forgot their purpose are bound to be never remembered " Naheed responded.

"What's the purpose of anything, life I'd fragile then What's the need to keep running when one has to dissolve in mud ?" Mahira spoke out with tears reflecting tears .

"Time will heal your pain but don't keep thinking about it " Naheed hugged Mahira.

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"Pain and time are inversely proportional Mahira " Manpreet spoke out to Mahira 4 years ago.

"It doesn't work that way ,your words are too bookish" Mahira replied.

"Then what should I do ?" Manpreet asked.

"Stop being near to me" Mahira replied.

"What? Why?" Manpreet spoke out.

"Cause you are distracting me? Mahira spoke out irritated.

"Distracted you? How?" Manpreet questioned.

"I am reading Shakespeare,  gosh what was thinking when wrote these" Mahira sat the book with a sigh.

"He was in love and love is complicated to understand for others " Manpreet spoke.

"Love? " Mahira laughed.

"Yeah love is real " Manpreet replied.

"Love is nothing" Mahira retorted.

"Have you ever been in love?" Manpreet asked.

"No" Mahira replied.

"Are you sure?" Manpreet asked again.

"Yeah never dated anyone" Mahira replied.

"Love is not only for sex ,some love is unconditional timeless and without boundaries " Manpreet spoke out.

"You are crazy " Mahira sat splendid.

"How do you tie this turban? Isn't it difficult ?" Mahira looked at Manpreet.

"Bebe taught me, she is my everything " Manpreet replied.

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"That girl gave up her everything for people who left her to rot " Naheed spoke out.

"Maybe she wasn't planning to be killed like that " Mahira mumbled.

"She did plan her own murder when she fell for a non Muslim. Mahira beware for this don't fall for sweet words and Don't ever do anything against our teachings .Binish is a big example for young girls" Naheed spoke out.

Mahira sat quietly and didn't reply.

Why did I fall for him? What was so attractive about him?
  

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"Manpreet? Where were you?" Saroj groaned.

"I was at Haridwar " Manpreet spoke.

"Why? " Saroj asked .

"A friend passed away  " Manpreet sighed.

"Okay you could have informed me  , you didn't return and didn't inform me either , do you know how terrified I was " Saroj spoke out emotionally.

"I am sorry Bebe " Manpreet spoke.

"I lost your father and I can't loose you" Saroj replied.

"I promise you would never loose me" Manpreet assured.

"Tomorrow Ginny is arriving, pick her up from airport " Saroj told Manpreet.

Gurpreet Kaur 26 yr old Indian Canadian born and brought up in Canada.

Manpreet waited for Gurpreet.  She came wearing a white and golden salwar suit which Manpreet never anticipated.

Her eyes like a doe big and beautiful shining with so much vibes. 

"Manu?" Ginny spoke out curiously.

"Ginny?" Manpreet reconfirmed.

"Yeah...you turned more handsome than my expectations " Ginny cooed.

"And you are more sanskari nari ( traditional woman( than my expectations " Manpreet wanted to blurt but instead answered differently.

"You look funny " He replied.

"Thanks wait ...What?" Ginny got shocked.

"Who wears lehenga choli on a flight?" Manpreet asked looking here and there at all those curious eyes around them.

"For a change , I do what I  want" Ginny spoke out calmly.

Is she a real clown? Gosh...

"I am tired drive home" Ginny asked .

"Home? It's my house and not your home " Manpreet pointed.

"Hmm it's my soon to be home too" Ginny replied.

God she gets on my nerves save me someone

"So how many relationships you had before me? How much experience you hold?" Ginny spoke sitting in the car.

"What!" Manpreet spoke out flabbergasted.

"I mean do have past relationships? Had intamcy? Cause I am not a virgin hope you are okay with it" Ginny spoke.

"I have a girlfriend Mahira and I have lost count on how many times me got intimate" Manpreet wanted to reply but sat in a confused state .

"Truth will bring and so does lie too" Manpreet thought.

"It's personal stuff " Manpreet maintained a diplomatic stance .

"When I would be your wife nothing would be hidden" Ginny put down her feet on the accelerator.

"Are you want to drive? It's  India ,the traffic and people are different here .You came as a kid you don't know a thing about traffic here" Manpreet sat apprehensively.

"Traffic with no laws " Mahira taunted while Manpreet stared .

"Don't speak anything about my country" Manpreet made a face .

"So why setting for me, a Canadian?
Didn't get a suitable Indian bride?" Ginny mocked.

"Bride! I have Mahira, she is way better than you ,Indian and respectful. You are such an airhead" Manpreet bashed Ginny internally.

"Free visa is good but I won't give fucks to anyone easily and you are willing to marry me, poor you" Ginny commented .

"Shut up your nonsense, if you despise me then say no" Manpreet erupted.

"Speak up yourself if you don't have the balls then don't put it on me" Ginny spoke out adjusting her dress.

"That's where I live now" Manpreet spoke out furiously.

"Yeah.. I see the nameplate " Ginny jibbed .

"I can't stand this woman" Manpreet muttered.

"Get all my language" Ginny spoke out and entered inside without looking back.

"Mahi ? I met that Ginny she is such a b*tch help me out" Manpreet texted.

"Be a  man and solve it on own , I have to soon deal with Ayaan" Mahira replied back.

Great it's all messed up and I am struck between two crazy crackheads.

Manpreet carried all the language giving glares to Ginny and his mother.

Actually I have to deal with two more women Beeji and Bebe , God help me with this. Four women , three of them I love like anything and this fourth one is such a damsel. 

"My life seems too fucked up" Manpreet groaned internally.