Originally posted by: Sandhya.A
Just then Khan Sahib who saw the couple in conversation in the haveli garden paused wondering if he ought to disturb them. But the accounts of the horse trader had to be settled and the balance amount sent. Things had been delayed as he had been out of town.
Approaching them under the gulmohar tree Khan Sahib let out a small cough to catch his friend's attention that was held completely captive by the beautiful lady in front of him.
"Good evening Ibrahim. And Bhabhijaan."
"Akbar, i didn't see you coming. Salaam"
"Salaam Sahib" wished the lady.
"Ibrahim, you have opened separate accounts books for each of our clients i presume. Could you tell me the balance overdue to Zahir Ahmed from Aurangabad? It was a good idea from you, a book for a client which would make things very easy. Just some extra paperwork - but it clears all confusion. Bhabhijaan, he'll be back in an hour."
As the handsome young man walked towards the office room of the haveli, resplendent in his maroon tunic accentuated by the red hues of the setting sun, Ibrahim Mirza scooted behind him as fast as he could not daring to look back.
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