Meaning of the quotes in picture☝️:

I have loved with you,

Than this season has came...

You have stolen my heart in filled moments,

My love...

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Shahnoor's POV :-

"Shahno," Farah called me as I look at her.

"Yes?" I asked.

"Is this okay?" She asked while pointing her index finger at her beautifully decorated eyes.

"Farah always apply natural liner, can you please apply a little bit thick liner?" I asked the makeup artist who is here to get farah ready for haldi function.

"A long dramatic wing liner, do you assume it like that?" She asked me.

"No, just medium flow." I said as she nodded and carried on her work.

"Just let her hair be, we have designed some flowers jewelry for both haldi and Mehndi ritual. So we want her to wear them." I said to the hairstylist who was about to make a bun of her hair.

"Okay ma'am, than can you give me the jewelry? So that I can put in on her?" She said.

"Okay," I said and took out the tray where jewelry of fresh flowers came in the morning as we didn't want the flowers to get dried and look shabby.

I placed the tray on the bed.

"I am keeping it here and one more thing, it's haldi so you know she doesn't have to wear heavy ones. So please keep the heavy ones for the mehndi function." I said.

"I got it, ma'am." She replied with a gentle smile.

"I know I am being very instructive,I apologize." I said with a nervous smile but honestly we don't need any beautician or hairstylist cuz me and farah are super professional worker in such course. But Shahzaib bhai want us to relax and enjoy the wedding.

"Its okay ma'am, every sister does that." The makeup artist replied and I nodded with a smile than look towards farah who wore a sad smile, the reason is what I am well aware of.

"Farah, I am gonna take bath and get ready, so take your time to get ready." I said to farah.

"O~kay." She replied with close eyes as the makeup artist applying liner.

I took my clothes and went in the bathroom. After taking a hot refreshing bath, I got change into simple yellow kurti (top) and yellow pants, I sighed looking at the reflection of mine. I wore nothing but a simple kurti in my sister's haldi, which is so far from my dreams. Ammi too wore a simple salwar-kameez (Indian outfit) I told baba to give us some money for the clothes, we can adjust about jewelries But he was in rage to pick up a fight. Thinking about our reputation I didn't said anything further and left him alone. In the end I wasn't able to do anything.

I wore dark pink bangles and dried my hair. I did my makeup in Pakistani style, one of my Everytime favorite look. Than I wore simple jhumkis (Earings) and two rings in my finger. After applying mogra fragrance ittar (Non-alcoholic perfume) I walk out and freeze on the spot.

"Mashallah." I whispered with a smile.

"Hope we did our work as you dream it?" The beautician said.

"Of Course, It was just...mashallah, my sister is looking so beautiful." I said looking at farah, she kept looking down with a small smile.

"Than we take our leave." She said.

"Jazakallahu khair." I said as they leave me and farah alone.

"Shahno," Farah called me while her brows furrowed in confusion, I hummed in response.

"Why did you wore so simple dress?" She asked.

"Ah..no..its not simple, look here at the dupatta. Its the highlight of the dress, doesn't it look beautiful." I said while spreading the dupatta on my shoulders and covering my head with it.

"No, it doesn't," She said while standing up from the bed.

"It doesn't look beautiful shahno, you said we would wear matching dress on our wedding functions. Than why didn't you?" She asked.

"Farah~...amm..you know I can't wear the same as yours cuz its given by your in-laws and I don't have enough energy to roam around in such heavy dress." I said.

"You are lying, I know chacha didn't gave you money to buy anything, right?" She asked as I look down.

"Its not like that Farah, he just..doesn't have money.. So.. We didn't buy expensive dresses." I said.

"But I saw him giving money to dadi (grandma) the next day after you came to India." She said making me shock.

"Was it too much?" I asked.

"Of course, it was a bundle of two thousands." She said. I was embarrassed to hear this new information about my father. What can I say?

"He is lying to you and chachi, isn't he?" She asked. I look at her.

"I don't know." I said, she sighed.

"What kind of life are we living shahno?" She said as she sat down in a defeated form.

"Its a test." I said, she look at me.

"How long will it be going on?" She asked.

"As long as Allah gets satisfied but we have to have sabr."

"Shahno," She stood up and hugged me as I took no longer to hug her back.

"Don't you dare to cry, your makeup will get ruined, please farah." I said, trying to cheer her up.

"Let's go now." I said as she broke the hug and nodded.

I place her dupatta perfectly on her head, she holds her dress firmly and look down. Than we left the room.

. . . . . . . . . . . .

We reached at the inner entrance of the palace where males and females of our family were waiting for the bride with a huge smile. The males were wearing pathanis of different color, they look super cool whereas Ammi and aunty wearing salwar-kameez.

"We were waiting for you both from last 15 minutes, are you ready farah appi?" Abdullah asked looking at farah.

Farah look at him while tears formed in her eyes making them sparkle.

"OH MY ALLAH!" Abdullah, Arib and I said in unison while folding hands on our chest.

"Well, I am out of the family drama." Arib said surrendering his hands in the air. Farah hit his shoulder at which we laugh.

"Shahnoor, why are you wearing so plain dress?" Rehmat aunty asked, I was surprised at her gentle tone. Wasn't she mad on me anymore? I look at ammi, she nodded with a reassuring smile.

"I...that...aunty..it's actually.." I didn't know what to say as I stutter.

"Well, it's okay. You don't need to wear heavy dress or else you won't have enough energy to dance in Mehndi." She said with a smile.

"J-ji aunty." I said with a light smile.

"Arib and Abdullah go bring the chaadar (Flower sheet), go hurry." Rehmat aunty said to them. They nodded and went to take the chaadar.

After some good time, they came back holding a beautifully designed chaadar with mogra, roses and leafs. Mogra patels were designed in criss-cross pattern and U-shaped designed strings on each side while a whole rose were fixed in good distance.

"We are going to spread it on farah, right?" I asked.

"No, we will make farah sit on it and because of her heavy weight the poor chaadar will shatter into pieces." Arib said while laughing and we tried to control our laughs.

"Arib!~" Rehmat aunty warned him.

"Sorry ammi." He said and covered his mouth trying to prevent himself from laughing any further.

"Now ladies, let's go." Rehmat aunty said. We nodded and took hold of the chaadar, spreading it over the elegant bride I'll ever witness.

Farah's POV :-

Do you know that feeling when the knife hangs on your head, ready to kill you at any moment and you would shiver before taking any step further. That's what my situation is right now.

In the shadow of chaadar which is made of roses and mogra, may spread fragrance but they were suffocating me right at this moment. Making me cry in the agony and question myself that what am I doing? How will I be able to come out of this situation? If it wasn't for Azam, I wouldn't have said yes to this marriage.

He acts as a sick lover, I fear if he is like this before the marriage than what will he do after our marriage? Yesterday his uncle met my parents, he came in my room with his uncle and my parents. His uncle gave me blessings and salam(a present in form of money and gifts to the bride) of rupees 10 thousand along with a tray which contain haldi ka jora (outfit), bangles, and peshawari ladies chappal which I had wore today. The tray was beautifully decorated.

In whole time, he was standing there crossing his broad muscular arms over his finely build up chest. I never look at him properly may be because I never wanted to. But that day when shahnoor was sick, I tried to talk to him and look in his deep blue eyes which were sparkling just like the sun rays hit the ocean water making it sparkle. The only thing I clearly remember about him.

"Farah,be careful." I hear shahno, I space out for a moment than nodded.

We enter in the hall, which was near the huge garden. I lifted my gaze as they find their way to the deep blue ocean orbs that are piercing in my hazel ones.

He stand tall in off white pathani, there is a silver kada (bracelet) in his right hand and silver watch in his left one. Two buttons of his pathani were open, displaying his collar bone to chest outlines. His face was holding mixture of emotions like shock, surprise, happiness, and what not.

"Like what you see?" I look towards the source of voice which is none other than my naughty sister.

"Shut up." I said sternly.

"You were looking so intensely, So I thought you like what you see." She saud shrugging her shoulder with a naughty grin. I shake my head and sat down.

The hall is beautifully decorated with dark pink and bright yellow curtains as the weather also complementing with cool air. Long pillows with same color of curtains were placed here and there. Marigold flowers were hanging on the sides.

A small side shop is also set up at the corners where colorful earnings, bangles, goggles, pamphlets and flowers were kept.

"Let's start the rasm(ritual)." Ammi said.

"Ladkiyon tum bethi rahogi kiya? Jao gaana bajana shuru karo. (Girls, will you sit as it is? Go start the music and dance.)" Chachi said.

Everyone gathered around us, while we sat opposite of each other. They spread a yellow see through curtain betweens us. He kept looking at me, don't he see everyone is here, what will they think?

🎶 Haldi lagao re, tel chadhao re,

Banni ka gora badan damkao re,

Haldi lagao re, tel chadhao re,

Banni ka gora badan damkao re,

Banni hamari chanda ka tukda,

Phulon jaisa hai banni ka mukhda, Mukhda sajao re, kanchan banao re,

Banni ka gora badan damkao re.. 🎶

Everyone started singing in unison, the old song which we always heared whenever there is someone's wedding, back than I used to think that I'll also sing this song happily in my haldi function but right now nothing was coming out other than the whimpers that I am preventing from coming out. I clutch my kurti with my hands, I feel different very different at this moment. I wanted to smile, enjoy, laugh, capture this moments but this isn't happening because the person I wanted to marry wasn't here. I didn't saw him from days but only heard his voice via calls when shahnoor was in deep slumber. He would say sweet and relaxing words to me. I wanted to run away from here, wanted to go to him and hug him for life.

I felt hands under my feet, when I look down I saw ammi and chachi putting my feet into a steel plate which was filled rose petals. The petals felt so soft under my feet. A dish made of sand kept to my right which is filled with haldi along with it there is small bowl which has chandan oil (Sandalwood oil).

They lifted my plazo (full volume pants) a little up to my leg. Than they started applying oil and haldi one by one. They were happy, but I wasn't feeling anything.

"Farah smile!" I look at shahnoor who is ready to take my picture with my phone.

She is happy now, she accepted him for me and is ready to accept this marriage as well. She said that I should try to change him after our marriage, she also said that I should try to look through his soul not the personality he is showing now. I don't know if that would do anything for me. All I know is I'll leave him once azam's problem would sort out. Yes I'll leave him no matter what.

"Farah~ smile na!" She said making me come into the moment.

I smile looking at her with tears pooling in my eyes.

"I'll also apply haldi on her!" She chirped and sat in front of me.

Taking a lot of haldi in her hands, she applied it on my face while grinning. I smile closing my eyes because my sister is applying haldi on me unlike last time.

"Shahno, now beta you take this haldi to Shahzaib's side." Chachi said to her.

"Okay ammi." She said and look towards me with a smile.

Shahnoor's POV :-

I took the golden plate which was filled with rose petals and a bowl of haldi kept in center of it, decorated with rose petals on top. I adjust my dupatta perfectly.

I pulled the curtain aside lightly, I walk on other side where Shahzaib bhai and his family or I say mens were waiting for us to bring haldi. Well this is kind of awkward as I am only girl present in this side. Clearing my throat, I look around to see everyone wearing yellow shirts and blue faded jeans except raees uncle who is wearing white pathani unlike Shahzaib bhai, and akib wearing tortoise color kurta and white pajama (pants), his hair set back and his left holding phone making him look rich and tough. His eyes locked with mine, swirling emotions that were unreadable. Though his expression are neutral, nothing at all.

"Shahno, place the haldi already or we'll be late." firoz chirped in, I look at him and nodded.