I was smiling. Smiling the whole day.
The change in events of the day was something truly amazing.

After our long two hours of lunch, we paid for our meals. Yes, she insisted we pay for our own meals.
"I don't like anyone paying for me. And you can pay for your food so pay up." She said and I agreed. I respected people who were self depend and not play the gender card.
After lunch, I insisted I drop her home but she said "who is going home so soon? Dude my day has just started and I am very busy today. First, I have to go shopping for my cousin's wedding with her. I love shopping by the way. And then have an appointment with my friends to waste the day in the mall. And oh don't even get me started on the grand plan I have to work on how I can lie to my dad and get away for a night out with friends this weekend. Long day dude. Long day" she says exhausted.
"So what do you do exactly?" I ask.
"I am a very busy person. I am the owner of my food trucks which makes some dope profit. I have few friends who help and we sell fast food in the night from 6 to 10 pm. We have three food trucks like that. I am usually near bridge road. My food is really good. You should visit me sometime. I didn't like to study so I dropped out and started my food trucks. Dad, of course, invested in the business and its non-profit work. You see all the profits go as school fees to kids who want to study. We pay their school fees from the profit we make" she says and I smile.
"What about you? So you don't carry your own personal expenses?" I ask.

"Where are you from? Don't you know the rules? I am a girl and I should be taken cared of. First by my dad and then by the husband." She says.
"That's not right. Girl or boy everyone should be self dependent" I say.
"Yeah, you see I am lazy. I have a rich father and in future, I'll marry a guy who can take care of me. I can adjust to what I have so I am good. If he is rich then it's okay but if he is not then it's okay too. We can work together. But I really pray I get a rich husband cause I don't really want to work. I do that food truck thing cause I don't have anything else to do and I get to stay out late. And of course for those kids. I can look good for him and cook for him too. And let's not forget love him" she says honestly.

I look at her and say "hope you get what you want?"
She smiles at me and says "you too. Okay bye"
I didn't realise we walked to the parking lot and she was removing her scooty from the parking. She wears her helmet and climb on her scooty and is ready to leave.
"Like my scooty?" She asks.

"It's red," I say.
"Yep. I love red" she says and starts her scooty.
"I will be live on insta at 7. If free check it out. Allah hafiz" she says and I say Allah hafiz and she leaves.

I went back to my office and my peaceful office felt boring.
I didn't know what to do so I called Rajdev and told him to get me some work. He smiles and already had a few things I had to go through and sign.
"I knew you would be back," he says.
"You know me too well," I say and he says "I do boss" and winks at me and leaves.
He is such a good man.

In the evening I was ready to leave the office when dad calls me to come home.
I didn't want to but went home.
I go inside and see everyone in a very celebrating mood.
"Omar" calls my dad and everyone turn to look at me.
I greet everyone and walk in the house.
"Chachu" screams Zoya and runs to me.
I pick her up and she hugs me and says "chachu look my mehndi is still there in my hands"
"And it looks beautiful," I say and kiss her hands.
She is the heart of our house.

I sit on the couch with Zoya on my lap and Adil pops beside me sitting close to me. Zoya takes my phone and gets off my lap and sits beside me and turns on the game she had on my phone.
I look at Adil and push him away from me a little.
"Go sit somewhere else," I say.
"Nope. I love you" he says and hugs my arm.
"Want a blue face, Adil?" I whisper and he slowly moved away and puts a little distance between us.

"Omar we have good news," says dad and I look at Adil.
"You are getting married?" I ask.
"No bro. I won't get married before you and if you don't marry I won't. We can be the cool bachelor brothers. And neither am I pregnant" says Adil and I look away from him and notice Husna's cheeks get all red with embarrassment. Zayan holds her hand and smiles at her.
"Husna is expecting," says my mom.
I look at Husna and Zayan and smile.
"Congratulations" I say and Zayan nods and Husna smiles shy.

I wanted to get out of here but everyone was in such a good mood that I didn't want to spoil it.
Everyone was laughing and talking and I was dying inside.
I look at Zayan and Husna. Zayan whispered something to Husna and she shook her head and hid her face on his shoulder. Zayan laughs and lifts her hand and kisses it. He had his fingers intervened with hers.
I couldn't look away. I wanted to but couldn't.

"Your aunty has sent some pictures of girls. They all are very beautiful. Have a look at them" says my mom.
"Mom I said I don't want to get married. Why don't you leave this topic alone?" I say.
"How can you not marry? Everyone needs someone to spend their life with. Look at the pictures and tell me who you like and want to marry." Says mom and Zoya call "Sarah" aloud.
Everyone looks at Zoya including me. I think I skipped a heartbeat listening to Sarah's name.

"What?" Asks my mom.
"Sarah. Chachu look" says Zoya and I get a notification that Sarah is live on Insta.
"Who is Sarah?" Asks my dad.
I don't lie and I couldn't tell the truth.
Adil must have seen my struggle and says "Sarah is an app. App to...to..."
"To Ahhh... Remind to... To eat food" say, my fifth brother, Suhail.
"There is an app to remind someone to eat food? Don't you eat when you are hungry?" Asks dad.
"Well, bhai needs to be reminded. So I added that app on his phone. Oh boy, talking about food I am hungry too" says Adil and mom call the help to serve dinner.
My parents and my brother's wife leave the room and my brothers circle me.
"So who is Sarah?" Asks my second eldest brother Huzaif.
"She is a friend," I say and everyone looks at eachother and smile.
"We won't ask you anything more till you tell us," says Suhail and all leave.

I open Instagram and see Sarah cooking with a wide smile. I smile too.
"That's near the plaza," says Adil from behind me.
I turn and before I say anything or do anything he says "you love me. And I am only telling where it is. BTW, if you want to go there lose the suit and wear jeans and a t-shirt"
"Wanna come with me?" I ask and he smiles and says "it's your moment. Enjoy" and pats my back and leaves.

I reach where Sarah was after changing into jeans and a full sleeves t-shirt and look around. There were many people here and few food trucks too.
I was still looking when I heard my name called. No yelled.
Why does she do that?
Everyone looks at me and I wanted to hide somewhere.
I walk to her truck and she says "you came. Welcome. Wanna eat?"
"Sure. What do you have?" I ask and look at the menu. I look up and see her talking to some guy. She was smiling and he was flirting.
I go close to the guy and stand close to him. He looks at me and I stare.
I look at Sarah and say "how about I take the orders and serve. You cook"
She smiles and calls "rain, come here. This is Omar. Tell him how everything goes. And don't make him work too hard" and gets inside the truck and a boy peeps out of the truck and introduces himself. He and Sarah were cooking inside the truck.

I take orders and hand them over to customers. I didn't have to but I did.
After I don't know how long but we were done. Time flew especially because I enjoyed myself. Sarah was very energetic and would lean out of the truck to talk to me and even feed me something.
Never in my life have I eaten from anyone's hand but I ate those chips or a little piece of chicken from her hand.
"You are really cool bro," says a boy and bro-hug me.

After Sarah, me and five of the other boys and girls had our dinner which was the leftover from the service everyone started to leave.
I offered Sarah to drop her and she agreed. She had come with her group and would leave with them too and didn't bring her red scooter.
I sit on my bike and she climbs behind me.
This was very weird for me. No girl had ever sat behind me on my bike.
She was holding my shoulder and my heartbeat was racing.
We reach her home and she gets off my bike.
"Thank you for a lovely day," she says.
"I have to thank you for today," I say.
"Isn't it strange that we don't feel like strangers?" she says.
"It is," I say and she laughs.
"You really don't talk much," she says and says goodbye and walks in.
I watch her go in and after she enters her house I leave with a smile on my face.

I was unaware that Sarah's father saw me drop Sarah that night.
And I didn't know that the events which came next would change my life forever.