As Fate Binds (ch 6) Pg. 9

Promo

"Aap ka iradha kabhi kamiyaab nahi hoga Sinduura. Vo loog kabhi hone nahi dhenge. (Your intention will never take fruit Sinduura. They will never allow it.) spoke the man dressed in the dark red trousers with light cream pinstripe check designs on it. The light flashed the Shinola watch, specifically, The Gomelsky Moon Phase Watch set with dual metal band, stainless steel and gold combined. The numbers on the dial clear cut and neat clearly presenting more use than fancy. Everything about him screamed useful at every angle. His hair was pointing out in one single combed direction with facial hair just coming out but far from groomed. His build had been hidden against the cream shirt and maroon sweater against slightly tanning skin. His black sports shoes were worn out and dirty against the white sox which were visibility dirty too. In the position he way seated against the trea, his hands tied to the lowest branch, blood dripping from his leg. She was already dead near him, he could feel how close his was... "Meri Zoya aur Aadhi tume nahi chodenge. (My Zoya and Aadhi will never leave you.)

"Really dhekthe hai. Sorry tum kahan se dhek paoge? (Really we will see that. Sorry you won't be able to see.) she laughed and that was the last thing he remembered as consciousness finally failed him. His last effort was invested in seeing his dead friend laying near him, looking peaceful. The printed teal blue saree she had worn was splashed with a little of his blood, nothing showed the mental trauma she went through that night. His too was hidden against an slightly new wound, no one would suspect anything and all efforts would be wasted, the name on his lips though were not hers it was "Zoya.

The woman who stood there continued to watch them till life ebbed out of him till it was all over. Slowly with others joining her she picked them up lay them in the car carefully setting the scene of hands healed together before setting the car up. "Car baki samaan ke saath pahadon se neeche giradhena. It should be like an accident. Ek baar aache se dheklena, kapde aur flight tickets bhi hai na? Aur nakli passport aur visa? (Car and things together send it down the mountains. It should be like an accident. Check once properly everything is there right? Clothes, flight ticks and fake passport and visa.)

"Everything is there ma'am. said the man in the background, "Good kaam katham karke police ko call kardhena, immediately unko bachane ki koshish main hona chahiye. (Good do one work call the police, immediately they need to think it's to save them.)

Stepping inside a white volkswagen she leaned back on the leather seats when the phone rang, "Kaam hogaya kamaal hai, dhonon ne apni pyar ka hi naam liya aakri saans lethe waqth. By! (Work is over both took the names of their lovers when they took their last breath. By!)

Driving away was not something she did, she sat and watched as the men used the remote control to take the couple away. Then she followed, waiting, watching, calculating as the men finally managed to push the car from the mountains. She even watched as the police came and did exactly as she expected. They labeled them to be lovers or even husband and wife, as the other two arrived the weeping and the drama had started. Photos' of proof were taken before finally driving away into the darkness, a body was pulled from the back - a male. Alcohol bottle was overturned all over him, after all he was dressed for the part in a gray formal suit... a packet of cigaret was thrown on in the space on the side. Except for one, set between his fingers and lit up. The lighter too was kept on the spot near the cigaret, moving slightly away she pulled away the trenchcoat she was wearing and the long curly hair which reached down to her waist finally pulling out the balding mask which she pulled away completely simultaneously going into the dark as the car suddenly burned up completely. Only the clicking of the black ankle boots sound filled on the night! An hour later more police rushed into the spot only to have it quickly shut down as an alcoholic, smoker making a big mistake quickly.

Chapter 1 Devastated (Promo)

"Bache kahaan par hai? (Where are the kids?) asked the man with plumpish, flat features and cat like eyes. His hair was gelled back lightly, still dressed in the white kurtha and pyjama's worn for the havan. If the titan watch he wore said anything it was only international traveler with money especially thanks to the german model. He removed it once and pulled it on again. Lange, gold plated and set with more than just date and time. A symbol of perfection and luxury... in his hand, feeling it a few times before turning to the woman near him. She was too in a white saree, not really dect. "Bache upar hai, Arjun undonon ko lene gaya hai. (The kids are upstairs, Arjun is waking them up.)

"Thank you Sakshi ji. (Thank you Sakshi.) replied the man touching her shoulder lightly she smiled back but it was sad and far from reaching her eyes. A voice from behind caught their attention, "Sorry aunty, dad dhonon kaafi geheri neendh main hai. Utana na mumkin ho chuka hai. (Sorry aunty, dad both are fast asleep its impossible to wake them.)

Chapter one - after six months

The room was filling with people all dressed in whites of various shades and models. Mostly, indian styled clothes, some western but all set for grandeur. Sober faces were speaking to the press. A man stood in the side lines with tear filled eyes, struggling to wipe them away unnoticed when an elderly looking woman neatly groomed with a side parting hair and bun tightly bound. Her features were clear, thick and sharp at the same time. She was dressed in a white saree like all, self-embroidered and neat. A simple chain around her neck along with a single mango design based necklace which came down to little above her chest with a small matching earrings. Smiling at her the elderly man asked,"Bache kahaan par hai? (Where are the kids?)

His plumpish, flat features and cat like eyes filled with concern rather than curiosity. His hair was gelled back lightly, still dressed in the white kurtha and pyjama's worn for the havan, especially with a simple green vest with small spiral buttas. If the titan watch he wore said anything it was only international traveler with money especially thanks to the german model. He removed it once and pulled it on again. Lange, gold plated and set with more than just date and time. A symbol of perfection and luxury... in his hand, feeling it a few times before turning to the woman near him. "Bache upar hai, Arjun undonon ko lene gaya hai. (The kids are upstairs, Arjun is waking them up.)

"Thank you Sakshi. (Thank you Sakshi.) replied the man touching her shoulder lightly she smiled back but it was sad and far from reaching her eyes. A voice from behind caught their attention, "Sorry aunty, dad dhonon kaafi geheri neendh main hai. Utana na mumkin ho chuka hai. (Sorry aunty, dad both are fast asleep its impossible to wake them.)

Arjun - clean shaven, hair waving across despite the phale features and geeky eyeglasses along with the tick hair like his fathers. He too was dressed in a white kurtha and pyjamas fit in with a simple light and dark blue vest along with it. Everything about him seemed simple especially his eyes, which were filled with softness that made anyone get lost in them. Harsh smiled, "Sone dho, bechare aaj kal kahaan teek se sothe hai. (Let them sleep where do those two sleep now a days?)

Saakshi patted him lightly when an elderly but petite women walked up to them. She too was dressed in a white, completely self embroidered saree with a gold lining in the plain blouse. She wore a simple yet thick bird based gold necklace with a long three row chain. Her bangles reflected a similar design pulled together. Unlike Sakshi who had worn only some light compact she was more pressed up with smokey ended, pink eye shadow and a touch of red lipstick. Her hair too was left open. "Harsh Sakshi ki baath sahi hai, jithna dhardh humko hai usse kai zyadha unka hai. Six months and still they scream at night. Saath main hai thabi! (Harsh Sakshi is right how much ever pain we are in theirs is worse. Six months and still they scream at night. When they are together only then they.)

"Lekin aunty memorial aaj hai kal nahi. All of them turned around to the slightly clear cut voice and there she stood dressed in a long salwar suit with gold chamki work all over it, heavily from neck to chest down. On her ears were a large set of earrings set with red stones set all over it even in the ear chains. Her hair was pulled back with hair pins, she was more than beautiful. Especially with the soft peach eyeshadow with heavy eyeliner adding to the red lipgloss, standing tall in the comfortable black heels. On her wrists were some redstone wide bangles. "Invitation ki har baath ko tumne implement karvadhya Mahi. (You implemented every part of the invitation Mahi.)

"Haan air aap logon ke liye aap ki Rolex aur chain bhi lekar aagayi. (Yes and I brought your Rolex and chains too.) Harsh took the watch Mahi was holding tears in his eyes, a melodic voice ringing in his ears, "Dad aap yahi use karenge no more dates bhulna ya time tracking na karna.

The watch was large, gold with a dark face and numbers all over it. It even showed the date, this was the one he used everyday no matter what the occasion was after all it was the gift Pooja had given to him. The first gift he had received out of pure affection in his entire life time. The thick gold chain which was his for nearly a life time meant nothing compared to this, yet he wore both holding back the tears. "Anjana kya tum? (Anjana will you?)

"Dhejiye. Yeah vahi hai na jiske baare main Pooja complain karti thi? Harsh nodded as Anjana fixed in the cast tightly, "Bolthi thi ki dad app ke iss chain hamesha meri baal ko keenchi hai. (She used to say dad your chain it keeps pulling my hair.)

Sakshi stood there listening to it her eyes fixed on a painting, self portrait of the little girl she called her daughter. It was a black and white self sketch simple and kurtha holding a mug of coffee standing in the balcony. The real girl and the seen reflected in her mind, it had been a year ago but this was an everyday routine... A photo that was taken on the day of her death in their house at Masoori, the back porch, against the backdrop of several trees. She was dressed in a white kurtha, Aadhi's and holding a yellow coffee mug. Simple and neat, as a mother it was a moment she had wanted to capture and captured, "Pooja.

Tilting her head Pooja smiled at the camera her sharp and light features lit up as she smiled for the photo. She was leaning against the railing as she took the photo, "Thank you, Aadhi ko miss kar rahi thi?

Sakshi had asked her going to lean up against the spot next to her dressed in the simple, dark brown saree with light cream buttas with a matching blouse. Her hair was in the usual bun, a set of normal pearl earrings on her ears, "More than I could ever tell you, ma Aadhi kithna sweet tha kal land karthe hi muje message kiya. Kaha ki muje jagana nahi chahatha tha. (More than I could ever tell you mom Aadhi messaged yesterday as soon as he landed he did not want to wake me up.)

"Aur aaj tum uski kurtha pehenkar uska mug se coffee pee rahi ho? (Today you are wearing his clothes and drinking coffee from his mug.) Asked Anjana laughing Pooja nodded. That was the last conversation she had with her daughter as just the two of them. The person inquisition was upstairs fast asleep. Mahi had been sent up to wake him, she too was deep inside a memory of her own. The memory of how they met... there she was cheering for her best friend nearly ten years ago. The school girl still dressed in the convents uniform, she was jumping up and down as she was there in the middle of the basketball court. Her hair in a ponytail, black sports shoes, with maroon three-fourth tracks, a black sleeveless and the the black and maroon shirt tied around her waist. Another shot was taken almost when he managed to stop it, dressed in black hoodie and tracks with a set of light blue shoes. He was pale with dark thick hair on his hair and a little on his face too with clear eyes which could absorb everything around her. His smile was light, friendly and distracting as he bounced about the whole place, hers were running down his body which was revealing it self for her. The first time ever it happened, Pooja Mathur ended up losing the shot and Mahi Arora was there to witness it. The first moment when the arrogant jhalli of Masoori ended up letting the challenger win. As the crowd cheered she smiled and asked his name, "Adhithya but everyone call me Aadhi.

Grabbing his hand Pooja healed his hand up and yelled, "Ladies and Genteleman the challenger, Aadhi.

The crowd cheered as Aadhi, Aadhi with the support of Pooja took a victory lap before coming up to Mahi who handed her a bottle of water. Gulping a little Pooja passed it to Adhitya a smile on her face curiosity in the younger one's before they finally spoke, "Adhi meet Mahi Arora, meri dosth kaho ya meri choti behen donon ekhi hai. Mahi yeah hai Aadhitya sorry whats your last name? (Adhi meet Mahi, say she is my friend or my younger sister either way both are the same. Mahi meet Adhi, what's your last name?

"Hooda, I am a pilot lekin yahan apna training ke waje se aaya tha. One of the two at least, I am a pilot. (Hooda, I am a pilot in training but I came over due to my training, one of the two at least. I am a pilot.) Pooja looked up keenly as they walked towards the small tea shop, "Army?

"Civil. Lekin kabhi kabhi training dhetha hoon whenever I am free. Kuch antique fligths hai jisko chalane ke liye experience ki zarurath padegi. (Civil. There are a few antique flights that need guidance to be flown.) Pooja paid for the teas, Adhitya thanked her and asked about what she did, "Artist hoon, filal struggling and learning. Part-time art teacher hoon, paison ke liye. Mahi aab bhi school main hi hai, twelth, humari parents ki thara police main kaam karna chahthi hai. Iski mom and dad aur mere dad saab ek hi accident main mare gaye the. She stays with us. (Artist - for now struggling and learning. Part-time art teacher too, for money. Mahi is still at schoo, twelfth, she wants to become a police like our parents. Her parents and my father were killed in the same accident. She stays with us.)

Aadhi noticed how the smile faded from Mahi's face as she continued to bounce the ball fighting back tears. Instantly he wrapped his arms around her and cheared her up, "Aare tho kya hua tumhare paas tumhari Pooja hai na pain ko bearable banane ke liye. (So what your Pooja is with you no to take make the pain become bareable)

"Lekin yeah baath tume kaise patha tha? (How do you know all these things?) demanded Pooja only to receive a smile from his side before he left leaving a confused expression. Mahi's tears filled with tears at the memory lane, touching the photo lightly on the way speaking to her, "Pooja di, aap ne apne bachpan ka dosth aur pen pal ko apna jeevan saathi tho banadhiya lekin une chodkar kyun gaye? (Pooja sister, you ended up making the man who was your childhood friend and penpal your life partner but why did you leave him and go?)

A servant bumped into her, "Mahi ma'am kal raath bhi dhono kaafi sharab pi chuke the. (Mahi ma'am yesterday too they had a lot to drink.)

"Two cups masala tea pudhina ke saath banakar room par bijwadhe. (Two cups of masala tea make it with mint, send it over to their room.) she replied moving towards the room, "Kya lia? (What did they have?)

"Rum and coke ma'am. Mahi sighed and rubbed her forehead in frustration, "Patha nahi kab bina kuch liye so payenge yeah donon. (Don't know when they will be able to sleep without taking anything.)

Going inside the room she looked around, everything was neat and clean. It was large and started out with a white based seating space near the door followed by a T.V facing the wall. Several cushions were set all over it set in more colourful rajasthani cushions. The glass table in center had a simple self design of diamond designs alone. On the side were large, open windows with a seating space set in with cushions too, set in with dark blue embroidered cushions and a cream spread set with dark blue embroidery using mango designs. Under the tv was a bookshelf and filled with different topics, two ipads set up on the charger along with the phone's! Looking around she saw the bed with itself embroidered gray quilt and bed set, they were not on it, they were near it asleep a thick black quilt over them. Near them was a tall bottle of rum and a large bottle of coke too with two glasses. Stepping closer she pulled away the covers a little bit, she was fast asleep. The soft face was filled with innocence and affection but more than that sadness in every layer, especially with the soft features. Touching her Mahi shook her awake, "Zoya utto come on you too Adhi.

Chapter 2 - As they all come in...

Zoya was nothing like the beautiful woman her brother had fallen in love with, she was broken and in grave pain. She mostly chose dull or sober colors or clothes. Her eyes were filled with two things - either a flame from getting a work based idea or a drowsiness due to sleepiness. She was nothing like the woman she had seen in college the day, they had just finished class and she had walked out of a professor's office dressed in an anarkali dark brown, sleeveless anarkali with white mirror work, on both her wrists were heavy silver, white stone bangles and a traditional but small silver jhumkas. The brown eye shadow and cream lipgloss were clear against the partial side parting braid she had set her hair in leaving mostly open. He had been staring at her enough to make everyone tease him... more tears filled Mahi's eyes at the memory.

The college was a building which was once the extra home' of the royals. That was one of the reasons they joined there, the stunning campus. It was her eyes that caught the new entry first, "Aare vo ladki kaun hai? Kithni different lag rahi hai. (Who is that girl? She looks so different from everyone?)

They glanced at her shrugged and moved forward, continuing the chatter, not noticing that again a pair of eyes had frozen on the girl as they went across. The girl in question had her head buried inside some files not noticing the interest she had caught. Many times Mahi had wondered had Zoya also seen Yash. How they first met was still a mystery, when ever asked both blushed red but neither ever answered. How was she to deal with the situation today? When Zoya's eyes finally opened so did the tea, "Adhi, Zoya, isko pilena, kapde tho hai jaldhi se thiyar hona. (Adhi, Zoya, drink this and change the clothes quickly.)

Zoya sat up and began drinking when the blanket went off again and got up a guy with a stubble beard growing with messy hair, wearing a brown and black checked flannel pyjamas and a black tshirt. His eyes bloodshot, Mahi handed him a mug too, "Gulp down, get ready. Breakfast thodi dheer main bijwadhunga. Kuch chahiye tho bol dhena. (Gulp down, get ready. Breakfast will be sent up in sometime if you need something ask.)

"Thanks doll. he replied gulping the coffee in a few minutes Mahi instead of leaving sat down filled with angry eyes, it took for a moment before both noticed her, "Hmm kya hai? (Hmm what is it?)

"Adhi, Zoya kab thak guys?(Till when guys?) she demanded, "Jab thak dhardh mit nahi jaathi. (Till the pain goes away.)

"Main nahakar aathi hoon. (I will go have a bath.) Zoya replied handing Mahi the bug and walking away to the bathroom, Adhitya sat still drinking his coffee, "Everything is ready bhas tum donon ko thiyar hona baaki hai. (Everything is ready you guys need to get ready.)

"Yeah, kuch aur patha chala. (Yeah, found anything else?) he asked sadly Mahi shook her head, "Nahi har ek angle dhek chuki hoon nothing. (I have seen every single angle, no there is nothing.)

"Zoya ko nahi batha saktha. Aabhi tho nahi. (We can't tell Zoya. at least not for now.) he replied glancing at the door again ensuring she was still inside the bathroom, "Uski present halath main kar bhi nahi sakthe, nervous brakedown ki dhava kaafi strong hai. (Based on her present situation we can't do anything, nervous breakdown based medicines are very strong.)

"Jaantha hoon baba tumse bhi zyadha, yaadh hai na? (I know boss more than you, remember?) Mahi replied, "Ofcorse meri ma, peheli baar tumhe hi sambalna pada apni pyari si bhabhi ko. (Ofcorse I remember, first time it was you who had to manage your darling sister-in-law.)

"Babhi nahi, dosth my best friend. Meri peheli dosth hai vo bhi jab kisi ne muje mujse apna dosth bana nahi chahathe the. (Not my sister-in-law, she is my best friend. That too when no one was willing to become my friend!) she replied tears filling her eyes. Before she could go into memory lane, Aditya squeezed her hand, "Nahi math sochna uss waqth ke baare main. (No dont think about that time.)

Just then the door clicked open and out walked Zoya in a nearly sleeveless, apple green bathrobe, a dark green towel on her hair, "Aare Zoya tum ithni jaldi nahaliya? Great tum jaldi se kapde pehenkar thiyar hojaojao. Make up aur jwelleary bhi hai. (Aare Zoya you had a bath so quickly. Great, go and get ready clothes, make up and jewellery are there.)

"Pehele donon ko nashtha tho karne dho. (First let her eat something.) Mahi smiled at Anjana and Sakshi who stood there, a servent walked in behind them with a breakfast tray, Anjana smiled at them,"Zoya ithar aana zara. Adhi nahale. (Zoya come here. Adhi bath.)

Sakshi sat down with Anjana on the couch when Zoya came and sat at Anjana's feet her back resting on the elderly ladies legs as she dried her hair using a towel and then brushed it. Ajnana began eating the egg, omelet sandwiches wrapped in foil and mixed fruits juice. At the end of the dryer work Anjana neatly brushed her hair and then then set it in a left side braid with the ponytail tied up to the right side with a white' stone beaded band. "Sandwich done? Main makeup lagwadun tumhari liye? (Sanwitch done? Shall I apply your make up?)

"Hmm ek sec Anjana ma, ADHITYA HOODA APNA CUTE BUM KO BAHAR LAYIE VARNA MAIN WEBCAM ON KARVADHUNGI. (Hmm one second Anjana ma, ADITHYA HOODA GET YOUR CUTE BUM OUT OUT OF THE BATHROOM OR I WILL SWITCH ON THE WEBCAM.) Anjana and Sakshi rolled their eyes, a minute later when Aditya walked out a Sooby Doo towel wrapped around his waist a flintstone towel moping his hair, "Aur kardho aur ho log muje dhekar heart attack par mar jathe hai na unko compensation kudh dhedehna. Rageen chudail. (And those who die due to heart attack seeing my video you give them the compensation. Colorful witch.)

"Chudail mathlab witch lekin yeah colourful witch kyun? (Chudail means witch but why a colourful witch?) asked Sakshi, Adithya laughed when Zoya snorted, "Rangeen chudail mathlab colourful witch nahi Sakshi ma, seductive witch. (Rangeen witch does not mean colourful witch Sakshi ma it means seductive witch.)

"Seductive nahi meri pyari si dhano sexy bolo se-xy. (Not seductive my dear dhano sexy say it se-xy.) the elder women tried to suppress their laughter when Zoya curtailed her embarrassment, "Miya bhas bhi kao. (Dear enough now.)

"Shuru kisne karvayi begum saiba. (Who started it begum saiba?) he taunted back as he sat down in front of Sakshi just like Zoya had who began drying his hair. Hitting him on the shoulder she handed him the plate, "Nashtha karo chup chap. Party main kuch nahi kayenge tum donon! (Eat quietly. Both of your won't eat anything properly.)

"Aab tum donon apni ladayi thodi duur rakar meri baath suno. Chiku, aaj ki party investors ke liye kafi zaruri hai aur tum dhonon project ki face ho so behave, muje ek bhi bitch, arse ya koi aur profinitis nahi suna. Aur Pari muje koi threats nahi chahiye, chahe vo nange photos ki ho ya phir kisi ke saath ek raath ka hook up ki ho ya phir koi sales pitch ho. Yeah din Pooja aur Yash ke liye bahoth zaruri thi.(Now both of you be quiet and begin listening to what I have to say. Today the party is for investors so behave, I don't want bitch, arse or any other profininitis. And I don't want any threats about either naked photos or a hook up for a nude photos or sales pitch. This day was important for both Pooja and Yash.)

Both of them did a two finger salute in reply laughing as they gulped down the last of their juice, "Main change karlunga, aap honey ki make up karvadhijiye. (I am going to change you finnish up her makeup.)

"Darling please zyada cologne nahi bhas thoda sa. (Darling not too much coloung just a little.) Zoya requested wiping her hands in the tissue before allowing Anjana to apply make up. "Sakshi chuki ko ready kardhenge please? (Sakshi can you please help chiku get ready?)

Sakshi lead him away, "Pari ek baath puchu? (Pari can I ask you something?)

Zoya looked at Anjana still confused, "Aaj hi kyun? (Why today?)

"Zoya tume chiku ke baare main ithni saare baathen kaise patha? (Zoya how do you know so much about chiku?) she asked, smiling Zoya shrugged, "Pooja, agar koi hai jo Adhi ko samaj sakte the vo thi Pooja. Donon ki letters aur emails main kaafi kuch mili thi, lekin jaab dhonon saath main thi thab hi asliyath samaj sakthe the. (Pooja, if there was anyone who could understand Adhi it was Pooja. Their letters and emails spoke volumes but when they met thats when things came up especially when we began understand several things.)

"Mathlab? (Means?) she asked, "Mathlab, Pooja vo thi jise Adhi kuch bho bol sakte hai, aur koi judgement nahi hothi thi. Jab Adhi ne pilot bane ki kwaish kiya tho sirf Pooja thi jisne usse support kia. Bachpan se lekar uss din thak vo dhono ek dusrre ki diary the. Pyar tho first sight ka tha, uss basketball game par. (Means Adhi could tell Pooja anything, there were no real judgement either. When Adhi wanted to become a pilot Pooja was willing to support him. When Adhi wanted to become a pilot it was Pooja who supported him. They were each others' diary since childhood. Love was at first sight in that basketball game.)

"Aur Pooja ne tume meri Adhi ki ithni kareeb lekar aagayi? (And Pooja got you so close to my Adhi?) Zoya again shrugged unable to answer since Anjana was applying a pale peach lipstick on her lips, following the light red eyeshadow. "All set, jao kapde badhal dalo! (All set go and change your clothes.)

Zoya went inside just as Adhitya walked out in a white kurtha with a red vest with beautyful thread works based on light green, yellow and white. He was followed by Sakshi who was adding the finishing touches to the outfit, "Adhi ek minute beta zara baal tho teek se banane dho. (Aadhi one minute child let me get your hair right.)

"Bhas ma in law. Anjana ma meri aanken teek lag rahi hai na? Goggles nahi chahiye na? (Enough mom-in-law. Anjana mom my eyes look fine right? I dont need goggles right?) he retorted pulling on some fancy yet traditional sandals similar to what other men wore for the day. Anjana's eyes filled with tears but she quickly wiped them away. "Nahi bilkul teek lag rahe ho. (No you look fine.)

Once he walked out Sakshi touched Anjana's shoulder, "Don't worry sab kuch teek hojayega. (Don't worry everything will be fine.)

"Vahi tho main bhi chahthi hoon. Kam se kam mera bacha ne muje Zoya ki kehene par Anjana ma kehekar bulatha hai. Pooja aur Yash ki achanak dhihanth ke baath vo Noor thi jo sab kuch sambali, agar aap ne un bachon ko ghar nahi lekar aaye hothe tho hum sab patha nahi kya hojatha. (Even I want the same. At least my son calls me Anjana ma because Zoya told him to. After the sudden demise of Pooja and Yash it was Noor who took care of everything had you not brought the kids over I don't know what would have happened.)

"Hum bhi toot jathe, jithna Noor ne sambala uthna Arjun ne bhi tho kia. (We would have also been broken, as much as Noor managed so did Arjun.) just then a voice from inside distracted them, "Anjana ma, Sakshi ma main teek tho lag rahi hoon na? (Anjana mom, Sakshi mom I am looking all right?)

They turned around and gasped, Zoya had changed into the sleeveless lehenga choli they had given her set with a deep red blouse set with bright white thread work of flowers and smaller red flowers all over the flowing white skirt too. The dupatta followed the similar design except white in the center and reds on the end with a light layer of gold on the borders. Additionally she wore a set of hoop earrings in gold set with red stones and a similar set of gold kangans with a set of white heels. "Pari tum tho - (Pari you look -)

"Drop dead sex bomb babhi jaan. they tried to glare at Arjun who had said it but the smile he gave did not let them, "Thank you mia.

Zoya added a courtesy to it to with Arjun bowed down and winked, Anjana grabbed his ear, "Chalo yahaan se badhmash kaika. (Go from this place, naughty boy.)

"Mom maine kya kia? Agar samne roop ka dukan hai dhekne vale tho dhekenge na. (Mom what did I do? If there is a beauty store in front of me those who see will see.) Zoya suppressed a giggle when they lead her out, seeing herself in the mirror she hardly recognized the conservative woman who used to teach underprivileged children in her free time. The person who was totally lonely unlike her sister who was the outgoing type, especially after the loss of her parents. Her entire world was the organic farm and tea easte they ran and now it seemed like a distant past. Yet they seemed to ring to her from the past, "Aab kahiye in saari cheezon ko ek saath lene main aap kithna bachathe hai?

"1895 didi. came the chorus, "Exactly issiliye aap ko hamesha thoda sa planning aur hoshiyari se kaam leha chahiye. Aise main bekar karche, chote chote tharikon se hi sahi bahoth zyadha bacha payenge. (Exactly that is why even if it's in small amounts thanks to planning and awareness you can save a lot of money. Even if it is in small amounts of unnecessary expenditure you will end up saving a lot.)

Someone who did not need 'help' to fall asleep but also someone who never asked quisitons now all she had were quistions!