to India.

Meaning of the quotes in picture☝️:

Don't you come in talks of 'time',

It once said me too that 'I am yours'...

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Shahnoor's POV:-

"ok, ok, everything is loaded, right?" Baba asked.

"Yes baba, ammi is locking the house." Abdullah answered.

I was standing near the taxi.Today we are departing to India, everything is done.I was feeling depressed, maybe I'll miss my friends.We are having our winter vacations right now.But I should feel happy right?I will meet farah and her fiancee.

Huh!I don't want to go!Maybe I am sounding crazy but I Just want to stay here.But I know Mr & Mrs.khan won't let me stay here and about farah, she said she need me there.So I can't be selfish just for myself.

"Shahnoor!What happened?" Ammi asked while shaking my shoulder I must be space out.

"Huh...N-nothing."I said sighing.

"Is everything okay beta?" She asked me.

"Yes ammi, I am fine just feeling little upset while leaving the house." I Said in an upset tone.

"Don't worry baccha we'll be back here in a month." Ammi said and I snapped my eyes at her.

"Ammi don't call me that." I said furrowing eyebrows.

"What?" She asked confusingly.

" I mean don't call me baccha, its feel like I am a small kid." I said not making her suspicious.

This word reminds me of Him and I don't want to remember him in anyway.

"Okay, Now lets go your baba will get angry." She said and I nodded.

We sat in the car and our journey started towards India.I closed my eyes and silently prayed,

'Ya Allah, let everything go smoothly and happily.'

"Ameen" I whispered.

~Jaipur, India.~

It almost took 10 hours for us to reach here.We took taxi and loaded our luggage.My heart is beating a little faster, Allah knows why?uffff...

Our taxi halted in front of the house.My eyes landed on our old house which was now decorated with flowers and lights, It was repainted with bright colours.But all those old memories came rushing back in my mind.Me and farah spend our childhood here with our grandfather, I can't forget anything.

I got out of the car. Baba and Abdullah took out our luggages. My eyes darted on the mango tree that me, farah and baaji (grandpa) has planted together.

Baaji used to sit on his chair near the small plant, me and farah used to water it together. Baaji says that he will pluck the sweet mangoes from the tree that will grow soon for us. The tree has became tall and wide, the sweet mangoes are visible hiding in its orange yellow leaves, as it autumn soon.

'But baaji you are not here anymore to pluck those mangoes for us.' Tears formed in my eyes.

"Shahno, why are you crying?" Ammi asked me taking me out of my memories.

"Nothing Ammi, just remembered old days." I said while wiping my tears.

I miss my baaji. Ya Allah, If he can see me or hear me than send him lots of love and hugs from me and also from farah.

"Don't cry beta, farah is waiting for you inside. Come on." Ammi said with a smile and I too smiled at the thought of seeing her after so long.

We walked inside the house. Our house is quite big, baaji made it so much effort.It has big hall and open roof from where the sun rays come, There are Six rooms, 4 rooms on ground floor and 2 rooms on the terrace.We also have 2 kitchens 1 on ground floor and 1 on terrace. The same goes with bathroom and toilets. Our house has beautiful designs of flower petals and quotes in Arabic.we have a huge bethak(living room) in our house. It was coloured white and Blue, The four corners in our house contains poles which are coloured blue, it gives that beach bright feeling.

Right now our house is full of guests the people that we know closely.My Dadi's(grandma) side of family was here and also my baaji's side of family. The house was filled with many relatives from our side, My ammi's side of family will directly come in functions.

"Assalamu alaikum."Rehmat aunty came with a smile on her face.

"Walaikum assalam."Me and ammi replied in unison.

"Rukhsar ammi is waiting for all of you." Rehmat aunty said to ammi.

"where is she?" I asked.

"She is in bethak(Living room)."she replied.

"Ammi you all go and meet dadi, arib and I will put our luggage in our room."Abdullah said.

"Okay, be careful." Ammi said.

We walked towards the bethak and in between ammi talked to many relatives. Some were familiar to me but some are unfamiliar which ammi introduced me to. All the aunty's were asking that if I was engaged or not. Mentally I told them yes to my love but ammi replied no.

As came in living room, we saw dadi talking to her sister. There were many womens sitting here and also dadi's brothers as well.I am not complaining but they are quite loud. Our bethak also have same blue and white colors as well furniture. There were seven sofas arranged in round line were everyone is sitting. A medium size white lamp was hanging in the middle and lots of cushions were there in here. Everyone greeted baba and ammi, and they gave me blessings as they are my elders.

Finally we came near dadi, her eyes filled with tears as she saw baba.I don't have any idea about us.

"Mera baccha(my son)."She was repeating this words and giving her blessings to baba.

I felt nothing, she than gave blessing to ammi than abdullah came he also took her blessings. Than it was my turn, I sat on my knees and she put her hand on my head, and Allah knows how my heart flooded with emotions and I cried nonstop.

"Na meri bacchi, tu kyu roi? (No, my daughter, why did you cried?)"She asked me.

But I didn't replied just shook my head.

After we all talk for a while, Dadi suggested us to take some rest. So ammi and baba went to their room, Abdullah was staying with arib as always. And Me? Of course I'll stay with my farah.

I went upstairs excitedly, gracing my fingers on the blue railing. Me and farah always stayed on the terrace room because we stay up till late at night and talked for hours under the starry sky.

I knocked in the door.

"Come in."Farah said and I smile than open the door slowly.

The canopy chimed as the cold wind blew through the door. It was made with short silver steel pipes, diamonds and square glass and white glittery feathers.Its a DIY that me and farah made 3 years ago, when we came on a vacation here.

Her back was facing me as she was sitting on the bed. I slowly walked towards the bed and dipped my knees on the bed carefully, crawling towards her. Than I put both of my hands on her eyes with a smile. She flinched a little and put her hand on mine. I felt her smiling then.

"Guess who am I?"I whispered.

"Ammm...my~...little... SHAHNO!"She shouted and turned around.

"Ya Allah! This much happiness?"I asked in awe tone.

But instead of answering she immediately hugged me as I didn't took time to hug her back. I felt her crying. I hear her sobbing, this made my heart pound a little faster. Why is she crying so much? What made her cry like this?

"Farah, what... Happened?"I asked while stroking her back.

"hey~stop crying farah~please"I said.

I don't want to cry, I missed her but now I am happy to see her.

"Farah~"I said stretching her name and trying to break the hug but she refused.

After sometime, she got relaxed. I made her drink water, I asked her what happened but she didn't said anything instead she made an excuse of seeing me after a long time made her emotional. I know something is wrong and If it is so than I will try to solve this problem of my sister.

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We have to share our room with guests.

Rehmat aunty said that we have to adjust for 3 days than we will shift to Jai Mahal palace. I was shocked because it is very expensive place but Farah's fiancee is a billionaire so it is nothing for him.

I am so happy for farah that she will become a real queen after her marriage. Also I got know that Farah's fiancee and his relatives were already in jai mahal palace as they were preparing for the functions.

Farah's POV:-

I...Ya rab! What should I say?

Jazakallah mere maula(my lord). Thanks for sending her, My sister I am so happy to see her. Finally I could relieve the stress and suffocation building in me from so many days.

When I hugged her, I couldn't stop myself. I cried and cried until the frustration in me got relieved. I wanted to tell her everything at that moment but ammi and rukhsar aunty came in our room, so I didn't said anything. She was really tired and slept putting her head on my lap.

"I'll tell you when the right time comes." I whispered while stroking her hair.

~After 3 Days~

"Farah you took all your things, na?" Shahno asked me.

"Yes shahno~"I said.

We sat in the car that he sent for us. We were departing towards Jai Mahal palace. Everything we need was shifted there already.I tried to talk to shahno but everytime it becomes hard for me.

Shahno sat next to me, she changed a little like she became a Muslimah, more like it.We didn't use to pray that much but now she doesn't miss her any prayer. But the Kid in her was still the same.

I am happy because she is happy.She told me about a man,Whom she like No! Love a lot. He also love her a lot and promised her that he will marry her. A cute blush was crept on her cheeks when she was telling me about him.

'Ya rab, alteast keep my sister happy for she is innocent.' I prayed.

"WE ARE HERE!" Shahnoor chimmed and I look out of the window.

We reached at our destination. I don't know how will she react after seeing Shahzaib mirza as my fiancee.

Third person's POV:-

The sisters who never get tired of looking for eachother.

What will happen when life will make them stand against eachother?

To be continued...