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The bright smile on Suraiyyah's face lit the screen even when they made it bereft of any color. Her motherly affection emanating as she played with her angel, her soft curls dancing. Barkat's ringing laughter, now an echo in her ears..as she reminisces the moments spent in that very house with her angel, her eyes glistening with tears..
Osman's joy as he hid behind the couch, tickling his little daughter as she totters from one end to other... that couch where he now rests, casually reading a book his hair greying..
That shout to his son. Hold him, catch that guy, an old father's anguished call to which Zain ran with all his might...
That soft plea ...share with us... to his parents, We are a family..tell us...
Those tears that fell one after another seeing their parents helpless and broken..
and among all...A sister...They have a sister.
To Osman and Suraiyyah their 3 little angels, one gone missing..is like an arrow to the heart..nursing their wounds with the joy of their 2 sons, they might have been able to smile again, but scars never left..
It was heartwarming to see them all support Osman-Suraiyyah. One Happy Family, they might pass as one...but Barkat is that one aspect Osman-Suraiyyah's hearts are incomplete without.
Hats Off to Suchitra Pillai and Naved Aslam, for the remarkable performance 👏
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