Sydney.... three days before the flight to Pakistan....

"Are you still sure dad, that this is a great idea. Because none of this is seeming okay to me."  A boy in his early twenties asked his father in a thick australian accent.

"Ofcourse it is my son, you will love it over there." Forcing a smile his father replied because deep down he had no idea as to what awaited ahead. So to play safe he was sending his son over first.

"Then why arent you going with me?" Squinting his eyes he asked.

"Ah, I , I have work here. I will join you soon." Stuttering he said and the boy chuckled.

"Save it dad! I know you are afraid of dada jee's wrath and are sending me to calm him down." The boy said.

"Atleast I am scared of my dad and look at you here quarelling with me!" Trying to sound intimidating Mr haroon aka as Noah's dad said.

"Yeah yeah!" Waving him off the boy retired to his room.
This all was feeling wierd. Since he had grown up he had never visited Pakistan ever. He had never met or known his grandfather, yes his dadi would often talk to him over video calls and also he was familiar with his uncle meer who had made all this setting and was adamant of calling his elder brother haroon to pakistan this year at any cost.

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Pakistan!

"Rida main kal arahi hoon tayar rehna, biryani shiryani, zara korma waghera bana k rakhna."
Shiza said over the phone and rida smiled at her.

( rida I am coming tommorow, make some biryani shiryani or korma for me)

"Jee aya noo , har dam aao."
( most welcome).
Rida said welcoming her. She loved this cousin of hers, a bunch of naughtiness.

"Aray yar suna hai humara aussie cousin araha hai. Haye koi 20, 25 saal baad dekhenge . Uske peda honay ka gift bhi to nahi tha dia humne ..."
Shiza said like a gossip queen and rida smiled at her mischeaves.

( dude i have heard our aussie cousin is also coming. Like we will be seeing him after 20 or 25 years , we havent even given him a gift on his birth haha?)

"Haan bus guest room set kar rahi thee per dada jee upset the k chachoo kiun nahi arahe. " rida said pouting.
She loved her grandparents and lived with them like their daughter as everyone was busy in their lives. She was also studying medical while staying with them.

( yeah i was setting the guest room but dada jee is upset as why uncle haroon aint coming himself)

"Haan wese wo late kiun arahe hain? Nana jan kay chitrol se darte hain...?"
Shiza giggled

( yeah why is he cominv late? He is scared of grandpas beating?)

"Sudhar jao larki or ye batao Tumhara room bhi set kardoona. ?" Rida inquired.

( shizaa,,, now tell me shall I set up a room for you also.)

"Na jee na..mene tumhare sath cuddle karke sona hai bus ."  Shiza declared

( nope i will sleep cuddling with you)

"Tum mujhe parhne nahi dogee shiza.!" Rida said worried because unlike her shiza was a all nighter plus very loud and a day time sleeper.

( you wont let me study)

"Bus kardo parhakoo ama!! .break lelia karo.. !

(Take a break, mother of nerds)

"Awaeen nahi koi doctor banta nikami aurat, parhna parta hai without breaks ." Rida smiled

( no one becomes a doctor just like that, u have to study hard unlike you)

"Hayen haye!!! me poora poora B.s engklsh kar rahi hoo. " shiza said offended.

( excuse me , i am also doing bachelors in english)

"Haan janti hoo tumhari or ozi ki parhaiaan khoob main... Sirf aik main hi saray khandan me laik hoo." biting her lips rida said playfully.

(Yeah yeah, i know how u and ozi study... i am just the hardworkinh one in the family)

"Ziada itrao nahi .suna hai aussiee wala cousinn bhi koi mind blowing chemical engineer hai   ... abhi recently parhai khatam hui or job offeren shuru.. " shiza flaunted.

( no need to show off, i have heard our australian cousin is also a nerd. He just completed his chemical engineering with distinction and is already getting job offers)

"Tumhe bari informationay hain bhai.. dada jan ko bataoo." Rida said chuckling.

(U have alot of info)

"Bhai mera style hi aisa hai... "

( thats my style)

"Acha ab kal milenge...or biryani tayar ho miss rida meer k hath ki or raat main ziada miss na karna mujhe .kal aeahi hai shiza kardar, haveli me aag laganay..." shiza said enthusiastically and rida coukd only answer, "hain hain? Kia bolee?" But shiza was quick to disconnect the phone .

( will meet tommowor now and keep the biryani ready... dont miss me much)
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"Ab masoom bacha araha hai itne door se to usko kuch na kehna." Dadi jan said to mr dada jan.

( now the kid is coming so please dont say anything to him)

"Chotay bachay se mujhe kia ikhtilaf hoga, apna bacha hi jab ghamar nikla. Ooper se darpok, sharminda insan aa bhi nahi raha." Dada jan said angrily.

( i have no grudge for the child when my own son is a rebel ans on top of that, the coward is not coming himself.)

"Darta hai na apse, ap ne bhi to 20 saalon me kabhi usko sahi munh na dia." Dadi said softly.

( he is afraid of you. You havent even spoken to him in 20 years)

"Uski harkat dekhee thee tumne ? Kiun deta main usko seedha munh.?" Dada jan said with rage and dadi jan just silenced.

(Have u forgotten what he had done?)
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"Jahan villa ki aan or shaan Mr ozan meer aka ozi mian tashreef laa chukay hainnnnn...." entering the doors of of the house ozan declared in a loud voice and  leaving the brewing soup on the stove rida headed out and gave a tight hug to her twin brother.

( the laughter and honoir of the jahan villa is here!)

"I missed you ozi!" She said.

"I mìssed you more parhakoo churail!" Pulling on her ponytail alittle he teased.

( parhakoo churail: nerdy whitch)

"Ama, aba ,dekhen issay!" Pulling back and giving him a smack she rushed to hug her parents who had travelled all the way from lahore.

( mom, dad, just look at him)

"Saans lene do mere ama aba ko, atay hi shikayaten shuru." Chuckling he said and rushed to dadi jan and gave her a bone crushing hug.

( let my parents breath , they just arrived and ur complaints have started.)

"Hitler kahan hai dado?" He asked raising a bro and mr jahaan aka dada jee aka hitler came out holding his stick and smiling he smacked one at ozi's butt.

( where is hitler dado?)

"Oww, atay hi tashadud shuru mere sath." Rubbing his back he said and side hugged dada jan.

( ow, i just arrived and tortures have began)

"Rida bete chai le aao sabke liye." Dadi jan said and rida being the obedient girl obliged .

(Rida bring tea for everyone)

"Shamsa phupo kab araheen hain?" Ozan asked.

( when is shamsa aunt coming)

"Kal..." dadi replied.

( tommorow)

"Unse bolen multani halwa lete ayen apne shehzade jese bhateeje kay liye please." Slumping on the couch he ordered and his ama jan slapped her forehead.

( tell her to bring the famous sweets from multan)

"Bus thunswalo iss larke jitna chahay marzi." Ama jan aka hadiya begum said .

( make him eat food all day and he is happy)

"Abhi to shiza ki toli bhi ani hai, phir chupatay rehna kitchen me chezen." Saying this he was out of the lounge and hadiya b sighed.

( shiza is yet to come, dare hide ur food from her then)

"Zuban chalwa len iski bus." She whimpered and dadi hazoor smiled. Her house was all so vibrant suddenly.

(He has a very long tongue)

"Ama jan haroon bhai ka beta kab araha hai?" Mrs hadiya asked dado .

( ama jan when is haroon brothers son coming?)

"Haye meer ki bari meherbani jo himmat ki aur bulaya uslo, itne saal bad me haroon k kaleje ko jigar se lagaungi. Bus haroon bhi ajaye na jaldi se." Dadi jan said with a glint of tears in her eyes and hadiya b smiled hugging her.

( all thanks to meer that he convinced him to come, i will hig my sons flesh and be peaceful, i just want haroon to come also)

"Fikar na karen sab khair hogee, wo bhi ajayengay, bus aba jan maan jaye." She said.

( dont worry he too will come. Hope aba jee agrees)

"Mana hua hai, bus ooper se pathar dil banta hai ander se narm hai." Dadi jan said smiling.

(He has agreed. He becomes stony from the outer but is soft inside)
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Hey guys...how's ramadan going???
Pakoray samosay per hola hath rakheen🤣🙈...

So first chapter is up!!!!...

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I have translated in brackets for my readers who cant understand urdu...