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"Aman how irresponsible of you!" Mr Khan scolded.

"Dad! You are the one who told me Dadajaan is coming on 5th June instead of 5th may! How is that my fault."

"You should have asked again."

"Stop now!" Mrs Khan shouted." It's better you both go to the airport now! He must be waiting for you.  He landed some five hours ago. Now run!"

Aman and Mr Khan nodded and did what was told to them.

"Mom I hope Dadajaan is fine." Noor said.

"InshaAllah he is fine. I just hope he did not leave the airport and they find him."

***

"I don't believe this. I'm always forgetting things now days."

"It's okay dad. It's not your fault that you are growing old." Aman teased and Mr Khan frowned.

"Shut up Aman."

Aman laughed. He is driving and Mr Khan is sitting on the passenger seat. Mr Khan is disappointed. He and mistakes were antonyms. It is as if he never made a mistake even when he was two years old. He was always perfect. But now as he is grow old mistakes and he are Synonyms. He is really sad and disappointed and at present worried for his father.

"Dad he is fine I'm sure." Aman said as if reading his mind.

"I hope. How far is airport?"

"Just five minutes."

"OK."

After five minutes they reached. They searched everywhere but did not find Aman's grandfather. After half an hour of searching they declared that he is not there and left for their house.

***

Sunday is supposed to be relaxing and lazy. But not for Moms. Sunday for them means working extra time. Cook special food,clean and prepare for Monday.  Same goes for Kehara. She is mother of the house and is required to do all those things for her Father and brother. But there were few things she wanted for the special Sunday lunch. She decided to walk on the way back home. She is walking quietly thinking how beautiful the weather is and how blessed she is. She knows Allah has promised if we are thankful he will give us more. And now as she is confused and emotional now days she cannot stop saying Alhumdulliah (All Praises be to God) and Astagfirullah (Asking Allah for forgiveness). She was just five minutes away from her house when she heard someone talking no Yelling in hindi. She thought maybe that person cannot speak or understand English and  needs some help,So she started walking towards the direction from where the voice was coming. After few seconds she saw a man who might be in his sixties or seventies arguing with a tax driver who is sitting in the car. As she walked towards them she heard the old man say that the driver thinks he is a tourist and he can easily fool him. She was confused and in few seconds she was standing near the taxi and was about to open her mouth to help when the old man noticed her.

"I can speak English." 

Kehara was shocked by the reply but nevertheless nodded. He is very angry and that was evident in his tone. He scared Kehara to such a extent that she wanted to leave but his face showed he is needs help so she stayed. 

"Uncle what is the problem?" She asked still scared of his reply.

"This man thinks I'm a tourist and is fooling me. My son told me the distance between the airport and his house is just thirty minutes and this man is just fooling me. It is more than an hour and he still says the house is far and will take more thirty minutes!" 

"Uncle please Calm down. Tell me your son's address please."

instead of telling the address he gave her a piece of paper. Kehara took it and saw the address. Kehara raised her eyebrow. It was not just five minutes away but also Aman's address. Uncle was right. 

"How far is it?" 

"Just five minutes away." 

Taxi driver started his car and before Kehara or the old man could do anything he vanished.   

"That's strange he went without his money."

"Without his money? I gave him money before coming out of the taxi. My son told me how much it costs from airport to his house just in case of emergencies like this."  

They started walking. He was holding a big bag and there was still tow bags left so Kehara took them.

"Oh ok. Assalamu alayekum. You must be Aman's Da....Aman and Noor's Dadajaan!" Kehara corrected to avoid  doubts.But what she did not realise was that  Dadajaan noticed that but decided to let it go and keep quiet.

"Walekum Assalam. You know my grandchildren Aman and Noor?"

"Unfortunately." Kehara said under her breath so that he could not hear her. "Yes. They are family friends. My dad and I work with Mr khan and My brother and Aman are business partners." 

"Ok. So what is your name kid?"

"Kehara."

"MashaAllah beautiful name." He said and smiled. He's smile is one of the sweetest smile kehara have ever seen. Kehara is no more scared of him. 

"JazakAllahu Khair."

"So you work with my son right?"

"Yes."

"How is he as a boss?"

"He is amazing."

"That's really good to hear. He is a workaholic and I always thought he is a pathetic boss."

Kehara laughed "Alhumdulliah he is Amazing. "

"Good good."

They were walking quietly before Dadajaan decided to break the silence.

"You know it's been twenty years since I last came here. And before that I lived her for thirty years. After my son got married me and my wife decided we want to live in our country and went back. "

Kehara nodded. 

"There is nothing like home. And there is nothing like India!" Kehara laughed as she said the last part. Dadajaan smiled brightly and turned to look at her.

"Indian?" 

"Jee."

"Where are you from?"

"Basically from Nasik but born and brought up in Mumbai."

"Mumbai city of dreams. We are from Kasmir."

"I know." Kehara nodded. They were silent for few seconds before Dadajaan decided to speak again.

"You know things have changed a lot here. I remember living here and now after twenty years it is as if I'm in a whole new city I have never visited before. I knew every corner of this city and today I was lost in this city."

 Kehara smiled before saying " We have reached our destination." Kehara said pointing towards the house to the left.

"Alhumdulliah. I thought I will never find it. JazakAllah kid."

Kehara smiled again and said "It was nice meeting you uncle."

"Uncle? call me Dada or Dadajaan."

"Ok Dadajaan.I have to go now. I will InshaAllah meet you soon."

"No you are not going. Come in and have some tea or coffee then you can go."

"There is no need for a tea or coffee Dadajaan."

"Yes there is now come on start walking." 

Dadajaan started walking leaving no choice for Kehara but to obey him. He knocked the door and they waited for few seconds before Noor opened the door. 

"Dadajaan!" 

"Noor!" 

They both exclaimed in excitement and hugged each other. Kehara's eyes widened. She was definitely expecting something like this from Noor  but Dadajaan's reaction was shocking. They both looked like small kids. She smile. After some time Noor noticed Kehara and pulled away from her grandfather. 

"Kehara what are you doing here?" She did not let her answer and said instead "leave that meet my Dadajaan! And Dadajaan this is my best friend Kehara!" Noor was excited about her grandfather coming to stay with them but Kehara did not know saying she is excited will be a understatement.

"She helped me. Your father and brother forgot me. I waited for two hours then decided to take a cab. But that taxi driver was a cheater and I will tell you the whole story later now can we go in please. Your Dadajaan is a old man now and cannot stand for so long."

Noor moved aside so that he can enter the house and then with the help of Kehara she brought all his bags inside. They are now sitting in the living room drinking coffee. Dadajaan narrated the whole story and less than two minutes. He his love for talking is evident.

"Kehara thank you so much. You are always there to help us."

Kehara smiled "I don't think so you would have thank Aman and Noor every time they help. You say I'm like your daughter and here you are discriminating!" Kehara teased and everyone laughed. 

"Kehara please stay for lunch." Noor said and Kehara's smile instantly dropped. Lunch with Aman? Not happening. Kehara thought. 

"Noor that's not possible. And that reminds me I have to go home and prepare lunch for everyone. I should leave now." 

Kehara said standing up.As soon as she got up Aman entered the room. They looked at each other for few seconds before Kehara looked down. Aman looked away as well and his eyes landed on his Grandfather who is looking at him with a raised eyebrow. 

"Assalamu alayekum Dadajaan." Aman said and hugged him. 

Mr Khan entered the room after some time and did the same thing. Noor went near her grandfather and Mrs khan was already standing near him. Kehara felt left out even though it was not their intention. Aman did not forget her for a second and was secretly watching her from the corner of his eyes. He wanted to talk to her and ask what wrong he did. He suddenly remembered he left the car keys in the car to check whether his grandfather reached home or not. He left the room to get his keys.

"Ahh Noor I will leave now. AllahHafiz." 

"Ok. AllahHafiz." 

"We are letting you go now but next time you don't have a choice." Dadajaan said smiling and Kehara smiled back.

"AllahHafiz Dadajaan." 

saying that she left. she on way out side the main door she met Aman. Kehara did not look up. Aman moved to make way for her. She was about to leave when he called her.

"Kehara!" 

She stopped and slowly turned. She looked up for few seconds indicating she is listening and then again looked down.

"At least tell me what is my fault."

Kehara tried to make a confused face but failed. She knew it was obvious now and he knows now that she is ignoring him. 

"Aman I'm getting late and it is not your fault. Actually I don't think so I'm behaving odd. I don't talk to boys. I'm behaving normal."

" No you are not. You never thought that before. All these years you were talking to me and that was normal.  Kehara please tell me what is wrong." 

"Aman I'm getting late." 

Kehara did not wait for his reply and left. what was she supposed to answer when she herself have no idea what is happening. 

***

Kehara is in her room doing some office work when Sufyaan come in her room without knocking as usual. Kehara looked up from her laptop and then again looked back to it and started typing something. 

"Kehara you are busy?"

"Almost done. Actually in two days university will start so I want to complete all my work."

"Ok."

"Just two minutes."

Sufyaan nodded and waited for her to complete her work. After sometime Kehara closed her laptop and looked up at Sufyaan who is lost in his thoughts. Kehara placed her hand on his hand and shook it. He looked up directly in her eyes and Kehara knew something is wrong.

"You are scaring me." Kehara said still looking in his eyes.

"You are scaring me as well."

 Sufyaan looked away. He has observed her behaviour around Aman. And not to forget Aman and Afzal are also hiding something. He cannot take it any more and wanted to confront them. So here he is. 

"Why are you ignoring Aman?" 

Kehara removed her hand from his hand and looked away.

"I'm not ignoring him."

"I have heard that before. Now I want to know the truth."

Kehara turned to face him. Her eyes showed how hurt she is that her brother do not trust him. Although he is right it still did not stop hurting.

"You mean to say I'm lying?"

"Most definitely yes."

"Bhai."

"Kehara why are you ignoring him?"

"I'm not ignoring him." Sufyaan was going to say something when she raised her right hand indicating him to stop "Again I'm not ignoring him. I think I was way to friendly with him and before people start doubting us it is better that we stop talking to each other." 

"Did anyone say you anything?" 

Kehara looked down and said "No."

"Did Aman say you anything?"

"No."

"Did Mr khan say you anything?" 

Kehara looked up immediately "If he would have said  something I would have left this country that moment itself."

"Then what's the problem? Why all of a sudden after so many years you start thinking about Other People?" 

In response Kehara kept quiet looking out side the window.

"Kehara I want you to answer."

"I told you the reason what do you want?"

"Why is he affecting you so much?" 

Sufyaan's question shocked her and she instantly turned to face him and said "He never affected me. Who is Aman khan to affect me."

"You tell me who is Aman Khan to affect you?" Sufyaan said looking straight in her eyes. 

Kehara got scared by the seriousness in his voice and face. She wanted to cry but she cannot prove him right that Aman actually affects him. Maybe no one else affect her the way Aman did. But only if she knew.

"Is he your boyfriend and you guys just that a fight?" Sufyaan said irritated by her replies. Shocked is a really small word to say how Kehara is feeling. She is hurt and Sufyaan her best friend,her brother ,her biggest support was the reason of that. Tears starting falling. 

"Bhai you think so low of me?" 

"No and I know my sister can never do something wrong but I want to be sure." 

Kehara started him for few seconds and then wiping her tears she said " Bhai he is not my boyfriend and will never be."

"Good." he said looking straight  in her eyes.

Although Sufyaan said that he knew she was hiding something. He knows her well enough to say Aman affects her in more than one ways. He is just not sure how and why.

***

Aman,Sufyaan and Afzal's firm will start working in two days.They are at present in their office checking the preparations for the function they are going to host on the opening. Sufyaan is not in the room and taking advantage of that Afzal smiled and said

"How is Kehara?" 

Aman rolled his eyes and said " She lives with sufyaan ask him. And by the way why are you so interested to know how is she?" 

"Jealous?" Afzal teased and Aman closed the file he was working on.

"Afzal what do you want?" 

"Confession."

"Confession?" 

"Yup confess your feelings and you are a free man."

"If that is what will stop you from torturing me then fine. Yes I like Kehara Shaikh. And I want to marry her. Now leave me alone." Aman said. 

He was expecting Afzal to laugh and tease him as much as he can.But When he saw Afzal's he saw Afzal's eyes widened and his face expressionless. He turned to see in the direction were Afzal was seeing to find a really angry Sufyaan. His eyes were dangerously red and his face showed how angry he is. He turned and walked out of the office. Before they could recover and explain sufyaan about everything he was long gone. Aman sat down on the chair and Afzal placed his hand on his shoulder.

"I think I lost a friend and......."