Chapter 1:
~ Shamaa ko pighalne kaa armaan kyun hai,
Patangeko jalne kaa aramaan kyun hai, Esi shauk kaa imtihaan zindagi hai.
Nahi koi insaan mohabbat se khaali, Har ek rooh
pyaasi har ek dil savaani, Mohabbat jahaan hai wahaa zindagi hai, Mohabbat naa
ho to kahaa zindagi hai ~
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Aahil Raza Ibrahim was busy driving through the street as his mind was too
occupied with heavy thoughts. He didn't know where he was going or whether if
he would find what he was looking for - but it was worth a try.
He took a deep breath trying to collect his thoughts. So much had happened
lately that he honestly lost track of things.
It had been a year since his so called wedding had been called off. Nida
was long gone from his life and somehow he still managed to get the property he
rightfully owned. No problem there. What bothered him was the fact that he
hadn't seen the person he longed for.
A year of where he hadn't seen her.
Sanam had stopped working at the big Haveli. She left without informing
anyone. She didn't even bother to tell him why she left.
He couldn't stop thinking about the reason she had left. Aahil gripped into
the steering wheel which made his knuckles turn white.
His thoughts went back a few hours ago.
Aahil stood facing the
tall window of his cabin where he got a clear view over the city. He wore a
thoughtful look on his face as if he was busy trying to comprehend the
information he just received.
He took a small glance
down at the many papers which were lying on the glass table. He had read the
same sentence over and over again and each time it never made sense. He shook
his head trying to figure out what was going on.
He was the only person
who had gotten a hold of these papers - not even his brother, Rehaan had seen
these. The papers which were lying before him were important property papers. They
informed him that the half of the property belonged to someone else.
It wasn't that someone
had gotten its hand on his money which bothered him, but rather something else.
He lowered the gaze at
the end of the file where someone's signature was visible. He kept staring at
it as he ran his fingers over the name.
"Sanam Ahmed Khan - Daughter
of Late Asad Ahmed Khan and Zoya Farooqui."
Aahil was brought back to the present by a sound coming from the car behind
him. He reached out where he changed the gear and continued to drive through
the busy road. Eyes merely focused on the road ahead of him.
Meanwhile:
Sanam Ahmed Khan stood with her back facing her Badi Ammi. Dishad stood
taking a glance at her grandchild and sighed. They were both busy in a heavy
argument.
Dilshad took a step and placed a hand on her shoulder. "It was best not to
tell you."
"But how?" Sanam said turning around to meet her eyes. "How could you hide
this from me?"
They both remained quiet for a while. Sanam raised her head as she crossed
her arms. "Anyway, I'm doing what it right for you." She tried to convince her
Badi Ammi, but sounded more like she was trying to convince herself.
Sanam shook her head and made it toward the front door where she drove off
to a knowing destination.
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Aahil arrived at the destination where he was driving toward. He climbed
out from the car as he took a glance at the big Haveli - another home to him.
He felt a bit uneasy by the fact that he didn't even know why he had come
here at the first place. But something told him to take the step forward and
open the front doors.
He opened the doors where to his big surprise found Sanam standing with her
back toward his.
"I knew you would come." She said turning around to meet his gaze. Keys
dangling from her hand as her eyes were fixed on him.
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To Be Continued.
Alright, I'm just going to stop it here.
(I know cliffhanger.) 😲😆
I hope you all enjoyed it. Please, do tell me what you guys thought so far.
Comments and feedback are always appreciated.
I'll post the next part real soon, I promise. 😳
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Chapter two: https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/topic/4093730?pn=3
Edited by mahwash22 - 9 years ago
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