Wo dekho zara...
Parbaton per ghatain...
Humari dastaan holay se sunain!
.....
Lehrati hoo rahen!
Khole hue hain baanhain!
Ye hum aagaye hain kahan?

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In no time their car was rushing through the scenic murree expressway. The weather suddenly had turned beautiful. It was windy with a alittle drizzle. She smiled. She loved rains.

"Does the sunroof open of your extremely expensive car?" Looking up she asked him who was very much focused on the road.

"Ofcourse, its not just a decoration piece meher." He chuckled.

"Does seem so. I never saw it open." She cocked her brow up.

"Meher if you want me to open it you tell that to me directly, do not just try to manipulate me." Smiling wide he said looking towards her and she bit her lip on getting caught.

"Okay mr know it all, open it up!" She said.

"Add a pretty please maam!" He laughed

"Ab itni minaten main nahi karne wali..." she said opening her hair tie and he looked at her amused. She always looked better in open hair.

"Okay, here you go princess!" Giving up he let the roof open. They were hit with cold winds. Her hair all over her beautifil face but removing them from her face she giggled. It was a sight to behold.

"Someone is enjoying themselves?" He smiled and nodding her head enthusiastically she stood up. It was like a dream come true for her . An expensive car with a sunroof, murree hills and a beautiful weather.

Windy breezes were hitting her hard and she was laughing, she was singing. She had let herself lose. She was having fun.

"Meher, dont provoke me to come and join you!" He laughed.

"Oh please dont, I really wanna reach murree safely." She laughed back and he was loving this cool meher.

"Hey meher, hold tight..." He said loudly and had increased the speed simultaneously.

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Reaching murree they had checked into a five star hotel where their room was already booked. It was just alittle away from the chaotic bazar of murree. It was beautiful, serene and peaceful.

"Can you like get this phone started." Reaching their room she asked.

"Nope! After we are back home, I definitely can." Scrolling through his phone he answered.

"Thats not fair azlan!" She pouted.

"To make the game fair. I will also put this away! Happy?"
Putting away his phone he stood up and walked towards her.

"Hmm, okay, but let ama jan know that we reached safely."
Nodding she agreed.

"That, I have, now lets go get some lunch, I am damn hungry!"
Holding her hand he said and she walked along with him.

"As the weather demanded they ordered some soup as a starter and other chinese items to follow."

"Its freaking cold here!" Rubbing his hands togther azlan said.

"Its mean to be, its a hill station." She smiled.

"Usually its not. You got lucky as I can see you like the chilly winds alot."
He said and she smiled.

"When I was very young I came here with my father and I remember it was so cold, snow everywhere. We went horse riding and hiking. It was the best trip of my life."
She smiled lost in her past.

"Do you miss your father?" Seeing a glint of wetness in her eyes he asked softly covering her tiny cold hands with his warmer ones.

"Everyday. Every single day..." Looking at him she replied.

"Life just moves on meher and we have to carry ourselves along, its just a harsh reality. You have to he strong."
Rubbing her hands he said with a soothing smile.

"Mr.azlan shah itni gehri batain na karo kay mujhe doubt honay lagay kay tum waqai ezi ho." She smiled pulling back her hands and he chuckled.

"Chalen jee! Aise to aise sahi." Sighing he replied and standing up held his hand in front of her and yes she gave in.

"Horse riding chalen?" He asked and she nodded. Very enthusiastically.

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It was difficult for her to climb up on a horse's back and he had very willingly helped her.

The horse ride guy had said, " baji madad kardoo?"

"Meher come, I will help you." He had said " foran se" And holding her hand he brought her near the horse and firmly holding her from her waist he propped her up.
She was too close to him that moment and his manly scent had invaded her mind. Breathing in she sat up on the horse and smiled at him as he showed her a thumbs up.

She had galloped through the hilly curvy roads of murree hills, the smell of pine trees and chinars surrounding her, her thoughts wandering off to her childhood days.
Just as her eyes got wet she was back where she had started her journey.
Her stormy eyes met his calm ones and smiling he held his hand for her to hold and she jumped down crashing on his chest.

"Oww!" She winced rubbing her nose and he chuckled

Paying off the guy he held her hand in his and walked to the car.

"What else did you do with your father here in murree?" He asked.

"Hmm, patriata cable cars..." she smiled.

"Well, that can be left for tommorow. For now I will show you my favourite spot." He smiled back.

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They had drove through the scenic galiyat until they had reached the dunga gali water tanks and she was in awe of the beauty.

Dungagali Water Tank
It was in 1930 that the British built a water pipeline starting from Dunga Gali, a settlement on the slopes of the 2,813 meters high Mushkpuri Peak, the highest peak in the area. At Dunga Gali itself, a huge circular and open to the sky water tank of strong steel sheets was built, having a diameter of about 30 meters and a height of about 10 meters. In the mountainous heights behind Dunga Gali, run-offs from natural springs and rain-water channels were engineered and networked to flow into this steel water storage tank. Then choosing a relatively level route throughout, to achieve the longest horizontal distance possible, a track about 3 meters wide on the average was carved out along a mountain slope, through thick forest, and a water pipeline was laid in the centre of the track, to carry the stored water to Ayubia, from where it was supplied to Murree at an elevation nearly a thousand meters below the starting point in Dunga Gali.
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"Beautiful isent it?" He asked and she nodded.

"I find peace here, its my favourite spot since my teenage years and when its closed in winters, it just frustrates me. I just have to come here every other month to get my head straight."
He told her and she looked at him thoroughly.

"You always come here alone?" She asked and he nodded.

"Why bring me then?" She questioned and sighing he laid down on the grass.

"Just felt like so. I guess you needed some peace time too."

"Thanks azlan! This is marvelous." Breathing in the fresh air she laid beside him. Alittle far away.

"Meher, ankhen band karo!" His voice came in and she obliged.

"Bandar agaya to?" She murmurred with her eyes shut.

"Mere pas bhaag ana." He chuckled.

"Nazar kaise ayega ankhen band karke?" She questioned.

"Khol lo ankhen tum, sari vibe hi kharab kardi bandro ki sardar!"
He teased and he knew deep down that she would be fuming with anger.

"Khair manao apni, gorilla kahin kay!" Opening her eyes she sat up and punched his arm.

"Tumhe yahan lana hi nahi tha, khud to yahan ka sakoon enjoy kar nahi rahi, mujhe bhi nahi karne de rahi."
Sitting up he glared at her.

"Mujhe bohat ziada khamoshi se wehshat hoti hai, dar lagta hai." Getting serious she whispered.

"Meher!" He looked at her beautiful face which was shining in the moon light. It was beggining to get darker.

"Sorry, mene tumhara mood, tumhari vibe, sab kharab kardi na?"
She felt bad.

"Nahi, aisa kuch nahi hai. Apna dost banalo mujhe, dil ki batain share kardia karo."

"Dosti se darr lagta hai ezi!" Came her voice.

"Kiun?"

"Dost chor jatay hain, apne dhoka de jatay hain..." she whispered.

"Hey, come here!" Holding her hand he pulled her beside himself.

"Main kisi ko dost nahi banati ezi! Main darti hoo kay main toot jaungi. Mere baba, meri mama mere bohat ache dost the ezi. Main unki aikloti beti thee. Main unse sab freely share karti thi or phir baba chor gaye humain or ami bohat door hogayeen mujhse, bohat door, main unse kuch share nahi karsakti, kabhi nahi!"
Breaking down into tears she stated the pain of her heart. Leaning on his shoulder. He very quietly draped his arm around her.
His shirt was soaking wet with her tears.

"Acha bus utho shabash, lets get you some coffee, dont waste your precious tears."
Wiping away her stray tears with his thumbpad he kissed her forehead and whispered and at this gesture of his she felt peace, she felt lively again.

"Thanks ezi." Holding his hand she got up and whispered.

"For?"

"For being a good listener and dealing with my emotional self and also for bringing me here." She replied honestly.

"No issues, come on, dont think that much and just enjoy the moment."
Walking towards the car he said and held her hand and smiling she nodded and never pulled back.

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On the way back to their hotel it had started raining and the weather had gotten chillier, she smiled a big deep smile and pulled down her side of the window and propped her arm out.

"Planning on getting sick?" He asked.

"Dont be a party pooper plus you just asked me to enjoy the moment, remember!" She pouted and looking at her he chuckled. He had this sudden urge to kiss away the pout.

"Mujhe kiya dekh rahay ho, samne dekho!" His dark eyes had sent in wrong signals hence she said awkwardly.

"Then stop acting all cute."

"Kiyaa?" She sounded confused.

"Kuch nahi madam! Sheesha ooper karen, geeli horahi hain ap!"
He said changing the topic and she pouted again before pulling up the window and he groaned inwardly. She did not know what tortures she was doing to him.
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Reaching back at the hotel room meher rummaged through her bag to find only uncomfortable dresses. How could she forget her pjs, "dumbass" she cursed herself and biting her lower lip she opened his bag and very sneakily pulled out his shirt. She had no other option. Pulling out her leggings that she had kept to keep warm she headed inside the toilet to change.

Tieing her hair in a messy bun she came out to see warm food laid on the table. The aroma of desi food was just something else.
Azlan was already present there fully comfortable in his sweats.

"Meher ajao!" Looking back at her his words died down. She was wearing his polo shirt! It was reaching just above her knees and down below she wore some black leggings. Her legs were long and alittle curvy. Her hair in a messy bun and face makeup free. Damn she looked hawt! She looked sexy, she looked edible.

"Ezi, I, ah" seeing his eyes trail on her she cleared her throat and barely voiced out.

"You are wearing my shirt." Coming out of a perverted trance he said.

" Yeah I dint have anything else comfortable to wear, sorry." She replied walking towards the table.

"You look sexy by the way." She heard him chuckle and unwantedly her eyes shot to the mirror and looking at herself she smiled.

"Woohoo, someones effected." He whistled.

"Apni besharmi band karo!" Getting serious she said and went and sat opposite him.
Through out the dinner his traitor eyes were on her and she was getting flushed. Rubbing her neck or tucking her hair behind her ear was all she was doing.
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Dinner was awkward but after that everything had become normal, atleast for her because azlan was very disturbed. Extremely disturbed.

They had asked the reception for an extra mattress and looking at them with a wierd expression the man had provided him with one.
And right now meher was cuddled up on a mattress while he was constantly changing sides on the bed above.

"Khamkha zid karke neeche sogayeen tum, bed per ajao, me neeche sojauga agar neend ayi to, filhal nahi arahi."
Looking down at her sleeping self he said.

"Neend mujhe bhi nahi arahi or main bohat bore horahi hoon ezi , uth jao koi game khelte hain." Sitting up she suggested.

"Ajao ooper, razai me ghuss aao,cuddle cuddle khelte hain." He purposely teased, though deep down he wanted this badly.

"Dream on boi! Come on lets play ludo!" Waving him off she said though she felt her heart do crazy things on his suggestion.

"Uth jao sust admi!" Sitting up she walked over to him.

"Such main bohat susti horahi hai." He whined and groaning she turned to leave but holding her wrist he pulled her to sit beside him.

"Azlan!" She said.

"Jee madaame!" Placing his head on her lap he replied and she sighed.

"Ye kiya besharmi hai?"

"Main to pedaishi besharam hoon, aj tum bhi hojao." Winking he held her hands and draped her arms around himself.

"Sorry, main nahi ban sakti tum jaisi." Trying to pull her hands back she replied. His grip was tight.

"Acha chalo aik achi insan bankar mera sir hi daba do, bohat dard horaha hai kasam se." He said whining.

"Yakeen nahi araha per tum bhi kiya yaad karogay." Giving up she said and he let her hands lose.  she moved her hands to his forehead and slowly started massaging his temples.

"This is magic!" He groaned in his husky voice and she took a deep breath. He was effecting her insides bad, very bad.
In no time he had fell asleep and very carefully she stood up and slowly kept his head on the pillow. Groaning in sleep he held her hand in his and she smiled. She didnt know why but she did.

"You are amazing meher! Havent seen anyone like you."
She heard him murmur and very slowly she pulled her hand out of his grip.
And in the result she just couldent sleep throughout the night.

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"What if this falls meher and you  die. Boom!" Early morning the next day they had come to patriata and were now on a cable car.

"I m not afraid of death azlan." Shrugging her shoulder she replied and looked over at the hilly jungle.

"Stop lying everyone is." He chuckled.

"I aint, Meri zindagi me mene bohat dard dekha hai ezi..me dheet hogai hoo. Tumse nikkah kay liye awaeen nahi maangai, uss jahanam se nikalna tha mene." She said looking at him now.

"Hmm, acha ye batao kay agar saqib se pehle  tum mujhse mili hoti to kiya tum mere se involved hoti? Like a real relationship with me?"
He questioned.

"Tum main or mujh main bohat fark hai azlan." She looked down. He felt creepy, they were alone in a box above hills and jungles and his question was dreading.

"Kia fark hai, explain na..." unbothered he moved closer. She stilled.

"You and me couldent be together." She whispered, why wasent the damn cable car ride ending!

"Yeah tell me why? Cause I think we would have sparked fire together!"
He didnt know what he was doing to her with his words and tones. Last night was enough torture that she had to bare him yet again. She started doing dhikr in her heart to calm down her nerves.

"I, I am older then you and our standards did not match and..." stuttering she spoke but was cut down because he had invaded her little left personal space.

"Sshh.." putting two fingers over her lips he groaned and she took a deep deep breath.

"Age gap dosent matter meher, I am way better in bed than any men of older age. Try me ." He whispered seductively in her ear. Meanwhile his hand roaming shamelessly around her chest.
Her breathing had gone rugged. He smiled at the effect he was having on her.
The cable car was about to come to a stop and he sighed. The things he wanted to do to her!

"Gather up! We are almost there!"
Pulling back he said chuckling at her state and tucked back her stray hair.
She felt flushed. she felt vulnerable. His warmth was all she wanted right now. Sighing she rubbed her face and bowing her head down rushed out of the cable before he could as they had reached the destination. All she could hear was his laughter. His Sarcastic laugh and all she wanted to do was to kill him! This had to be revenged.

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"Meri bato ko itna serious na lia karo! Ama jan ki chaheeti bahoo!"
The drive back to Islamabad was silent. She was looking anywhere but at him but ofcourse he had to speak.

"Tum serious lene wali chez hi nahi ho mr ezi! Oh sorry azlan shah gardezi!"
She growled like a lioness and he laughed loudly. Ofcourse she was frustrated.

"Wese ye safar yaadgaar rahega, main kabhi nahi bhoolunga isko! Khaskar cable car ride! Kia experience tha na yar!"
He teased with a serious face though it was hard for him to suppress his smile.

"Ezi mujhe utaro! Agar yahi sab bolna hai tumne to!" She whined.

"Acha acha sorry!" Holding onto his ear he apologized and she smiled.

"Wese tum laal tamatar hogai theen! I loved that affect!"
Next moment he laughed again and she couldent help but smile.

"Phir hogaye na shuru!" She fake glared.

"Kiya karoo, cant help it!" He chuckled.

"Bohat besharam ho tum! Tumhe zara sharam nahi ayi aisi behuda baten karte hue."
She asked squinting her eyes.

"Isme kiya sharam? "

"Dhatai ki inteha hai tumper sachi!" She shook her head and looked out and he laughed yet again...

The journey was beautiful! It had given their relationship a good bond!

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Aoa u all!!

I am here with a beautiful n a long update.
Seedhi si baat hai last chapter se main or meri behen bilkil satisfy nahi hue the so hence this is a compensation.
I wrote this chap with heart ...

Ezi aint that bad after all but yes toooooo besharam!!!!🙈🙊..

Meher bae looks quite effected by ezi..

Chalen ap sabko murree ki sair karadi meen..
No way kay bad kafi arsay kay bad sair karai mene..haina na..
The dunga gali water tanks are amazing!!!

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Aesthetics bht dil se banaye hain mene...
Kaise kagay apko???

Kesi lagee ye update? Pls.cmnt.

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