Nazia got married today.
Poor thing. Eyes clouded with doubt, she walked to her wedding dais. Her mind filled with visions of her future husband in the arms of another woman. She continues walking, led like a lamb to slaughter.
At the last stretch, she sees more damning evidence. Sanam2 is wearing the very sari they had chosen for her honeymoon. A flight response takes birth in her mind, a moment where laden feet refuses to move forward any longer. As though gravity is pulling back.
Bhaijaan comes; sweet words of sentimentalism. She wonders if she can confide in him.
Doesn't she know Bhaijaan would tear Saif from limb to limb if she said a single word? If only...
Everyone is smiling at the ceremony; some eager, some forced, some flying high in a drunken haze, only one smile is genuine for her happiness.
For her happiness, and her baby's.
Qubool Hai...Qubool Hai... Qubool Hai...
For the sake of family honor; for personal honor, for my baby's honor...
and he says his vows, drunk, to the love of his life, seated by the bride's side.
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You can imagine how Nazia got married now ... Poor thing. what a miserable life she has stuck herself in. Looks like her siblings are destined to be stuck in unhappy marriages. Except the missing flyaway bird Shazia.
Elsewhere, Aahil gets Shaad ready for the wedding. Aahil looks a martyr, and Shaad is restless with guilt.
"I can't do this Aahil. I can't come in between you two! I'll clear up this mess..."
Aahil stops him.
"There's no point. It's not my Sanam sitting there in her wedding dress... I don't know where she is, lost somewhere... Sitting out there is Jannat..."
Has Aahil given up?
His words to Sanam2... " Love doesn't chain a person and imprison them, Love gives them freedom... "
Is Aahil giving Sanam the freedom to choose Shaad?
without telling her the truth??
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