Kaisi Teri Khudgharzi (ARY) DT #4 II Danish Taimoor, DurE Fishaan II - Page 61

Originally posted by: Babygirl728

Hola...mai bhi aa gyi,finally 

Finally you are here! We missed you at the time of episode discussion! Damn! 

How have you been? Been busy i believe..

So how did you find the latest episode? 😆

Originally posted by: Babygirl728

Kya maine koi story miss ki? Koi ekdum garam khabar??

I think ye wali miss ki aapne:

https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/topic/5297758?pn=103#161513208

Originally posted by: Ashley.Tisdale

Such hashtags only he can do 🤣

Its so boomer but endearing 😆❤️

dude i wouldn't have it any other way. Neither would i ever change that about him. I really live the authenticity. 😆❤️

Originally posted by: XshopaholicX

now its like as if thats DT telling you.. ashley jaldi se banao warna you know the drill 😎

Nahi banati hu, issi bahane punishment toh milegi ☺️🤣

Originally posted by: XshopaholicX

Finally you are here! We missed you at the time of episode discussion! Damn! 

How have you been? Been busy i believe..

So how did you find the latest episode? 😆

Ye Shamsher wali harkat, prashna bhi pucha aur uttar bhi de diya 🤣

Originally posted by: Ashley.Tisdale

We didn't sleep only 🤣

And biggest plot twist was we saw a tweet saying good night and thank you everyone 🤣

Hum soch rahe hai ki ye kya scam hai bc Danish ki category ka kya hua 

us din toh scam hi scam hua tha.. humare saath 🤣

Originally posted by: Ashley.Tisdale

Ye Shamsher wali harkat, prashna bhi pucha aur uttar bhi de diya 🤣

ab koi toh asar hoga na viewers ke upar, i mean this is what pseudos talk about right 😆

Mai bilkul thik aur ab free bhi...episode maine skip kia aur Shamsher k part se sahi se dekha...by god shameer jaisa host sach me dunia yad rakhegi,gajab idea dia aur fir gali bhi khayi 😂

Aur iss ehsan ko toh dekho attitude a gya Shamsher pr goli chala k,abhi wo samne aa jaye toh fir sitti pitti ghum.ho jayegi uski 😂 aya bada billu 

And the meme,ki itna ameer hona hai ki phone fek saku..god maza a gya 😂

Originally posted by: Babygirl728

Kya maine koi story miss ki? Koi ekdum garam khabar??

Check the first page of the thread, Ashley has updated the synopsis and added several stuff as a layout. And dont miss the Shamsher ka Swag wala video that she did. 

It's a short story ..... I have written the first part .is inspired from a novel i have read . I promise , the upcoming parts will be more interesting and steamy . 

Autumn was turning into winter ,the street across the house she lived in ,or more specifically rented in , filled with varied leaves.

Hurrying figures filled around her ,in the busy street of  Lahore ,with umbrella in their hands . 

The downpour that happened was uncalled for .  Frustrated mehek , looked up the sky tilting her umbrella ,and couldn't help but compare it with the gloom of her life . But it isn't justified to cry over split milk ,is it ? So she carried on, sighing .

Head bent ,she also quickened her steps .

Along with her ,her orange dupatta flied wetting it ,courstey the car driver passing by,who may be was a great fan of thrill, but a clear enemy of his own life and others .

Not that she had time to blast the driver for almost jeopardizing her life ,as she was clearly running late for her office . In all the hurry , Mehek couldn't watch another limousine almost hitting her . She was lucky that ,she only fell down ,due to the slippery floor ,which was wet due to rain

Mehek was just on the floor , when she heard a scream .

" Help her , sheru ,what are you waiting for ? "
an old voice ,rich with concern commanded him .

Not wasting a second , The driver came to her side who was struggling with wet mud streaked hands and said

" aap thik hain ? (Are you ok madam) ? "

Mehek gave him a dry look ,and said

" I can manage , thank you . " And went onto search her own umbrella .

But couldn't find it ,when the voice again called for her .

" Yahan aao bete ,tum bhig jaogi ( come here child you will get wet ) "

As the other woman's umbrella got lifted , recognition dawned up on her

" Oh , mam " she said out of respect ,and the woman smiled .

" Bete ,aap hamare company ke liye kaam karte ho ? obviously mai bhi kaise puch rahi hoon . Aapne hame chutkiyon mai jo pehchaan liya " Mrs Dilawar  told her lovingly .

After that , inspite of all her protest she was taken with the owner of Dilawar textiles to her luxurious chamber ,that only few employees had acess to . Mehek couldn't even deny ,her kurti was ruined and she needed to change . And by the way it was their fault that she was in that state . So there was as no harm right?

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After few hours to the accident and she was seated with her owner on a luxurious sofa in a room overlooking the city . All thanks to Mrs Dilawer ,she had changed her wet clothes in to a set of palazo and kurti . Which was stylish by the way and seemed costly . Not that she would keep it ,she would return it soon .

" Aur beta ,naam kya hai aapka " Mrs Dilawar asked her from across the room .

" Ji , Ahmad , Mehek ahmad " she said quietly , a bit intimidated with her owner's presence

" Mehek......bohut pyara naam hai beta , bilkul tumhari tarah "

admiration was evident in her voice , indicating that she was speaking the truth . Well with doe shaped eyes ,and a cute button nose her pretty face , had surely attracted many such compliments since her childhood . And even if she had turned 24 ,it didn't make it less embarrassing . As a result she blushed ,making her pale cheeks almost red .

Seeing it the old lady laughed wholeheartedly , controlling herself from pulling her cheeks probably .

" Accha koi hai ,life mai....like koi boyfriend ..." Crossing her boundry a little , she asked making mehek go paler than which she was before . It made Mrs Dilawer wonder . Such a healthy question should make a young girl blush ,but looking at her reaction ,it seemed it was a question she should nt have asked . Wanting to do a damage control , Mrs dilawer diverted the topic .

" How much cream ,do you need beta ,in your cofee . "

and thus the topic was forgotten . Instead replaced with much more fun topics ,like art , music . As Mrs dilawer had already informed her department head ,inspite of mehek 's inhibition . As a result,they got extra time for gossip . Well ,more appropriately Mehek only listened and answered once in a while ,on the other hand , her owner talked nonstop . It was only a prior commitment ,that made her owner stop and take her leave .

Mehek thought , it would be the first and last time ,she would be lucky enough to meet Mrs dilawer ,when on the 3 rd day of her supposed meet , she was called by her department head and was informed that Mr Shamsher dilawer had summoned her .

Not that she didn't know ,who he was ,but the SD had called her ,the SD ! He was not some ghost , obviously ,but not some god either . Even the CEO must have seen him once ,or twice . Was it related to his mother ,Mrs DILAWAR? If it is ,then her job was in jeopardy . Coz he was known to be very protective of his mother and may be he had taken offence to her ? Who knows . Composing herself ,she was about to go ,when on the way she met ,that Leech Mr khan .

" Well ,show him your gorgeous hair and he is all yours ......" He drawled ,and Mehek would have slapped him ,if not in so much hurry . Flushed she went on to the top floor of the building where the secretary , giving her a curious smile said

" Go ,miss Ahmad , Mr Shamsher has called you "

Surely Mr Shamsher would nt kill her for only talking to his mother . Treated with so much respect ,he and his family was royalty in Dilawer enterprise . She herself had seen him from a distance ,which was not to be called something of significance . So , it was understandable , she was scared.......

Nevertheless , she took a deep breath and went inside

Closing the door ,she walked towards the desk and her boss looked up from the file that he was reading

 .

And mehek gasped .

They didn't lie , when they said he was a Greek god ,he was ! That heavy beard adding to his charm , but the sardonic impatience from his expression ,burst her bubble,as he took in her form in a single glance .

As if he was dismissing her ......

Leaning back on the chair, his head had tilted ,file put down ,he stared at her intently . Irritated with his silent appraisal ,she met his dark eyes defiantly .

That jerk didn't even tell her to sit and went on with firing her questions ,which by the way surprised her .

" So , Ms Ahmad, your family live in multan , right ? "

She was shocked ,but he smirked ,and continued reading the file in his hands.

" born in 1997, the eldest child to Mr shahdood Ahmad and laila ahmad  , born and brought up in a middle class family , completing her studies with moderate grades , right now working in dilawer enterprise "

While he was reading , mehek was able to study his profile . Scarf , slightly displaced , his top two buttons were open , to reveal the strong white column of his neck .

" See ,I know everything about you ." Her trance broke with his deep voice .

Mehek was speechless ,what was going on. What the hell was going onnnnnnn!

" My mom ,wants you to work as her personal secretary in Dilawer MANSION ....." Shamsher dilawer went on , keeping that cool cat like eyes on her .

" What " mehek exclaimed

SD chuckled and spoke with sarcasm

" You speak as if ,you didn't conveniently manipulated my mother to give you this job ? Looking for something more than you deserve Ms Ahamad ? "

Mehek was enraged . How could he ? That son of a b..... . Oh his mother was sweet ,she wouldn't curse her for her arrogant ,high headed son .

So ,She remained silent , fearing she would lose her temper and blast him left ,right and centre .

The smug expression on his face, replaced again with impatience with her silence.And his gaze again went to his watch , after which he said

" Well what do you say , you would go or not . Coz I have much more important things to do you know ....."

" Yes ......"

Mehek said haughtily, lifting her chin

Shamsher caressed his beard , thinking to tease her

" Yes ,you want the job ,or yes you understand ,I have more important things to do ...."

Closing her eyes in exasperated ,she spoke

" Yes I want the job........"

Well mehek was someone who values her self respect above her life also . It was strange ,she accepted the job offer ,for which Mr Shamsher had called her outright gold digger . Well he didn't say it , but had implied for sure . Only she knows ,why she took the offer without a second thought .

Precap -

" Well I wouldn't fault him for getting attracted to these beautiful tresses ."

Shamsher said picking a strand of her hair . His eyes trained up on her lips , was getting more intense for her comfort . On the other hand , seeing his audacity , mehek got up after pushing him on the chest .

" Don't you dare Mr Shamsher ,don't you dare !!!!!!"

Edited by Madhuilove - 1 years ago