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...Aiman's pov....

" Hey paps!" I shouted at my dearest creature in this whole world, my lifeline, my hero , my dear dad.

As he turned his head towards me, a smile appeared on his face,

"Hey Sweetu!" He cheered , signalling me to hug him.

I really hated this nickname, "Sweetu" like seriously, I am 15 now still they call me Sweetu, as if I am a newborn Barbie girl.

Still I ran towards him, wrapping my arms around his waist tickling him slightly, making him giggle.

But I stopped as I heard another laughter,

Who could that be?

I turned my head , and my smile widened seeing my uncle there.

" Tahir uncle, when did you come?" I cheered jumping on my father's lap.

" Cool down Sweetu! I just came here!" He said pinching both my cheeks with his stone hard hands.

"I am grown now , don't do this." I whined as my cheeks were hurting.

I pouted sadly , glaring at him angrily.

Just then , something clicked in my mind.

Emilie??? My buddie, his daughter. Where is she?

" Where is Emmie uncle?" I asked searching For my bestie.

Suddenly someone placed thier hand on my eyes, thinking I won't know who he ops she is.

" Emmie??" I stated and quickly turned my head , only to see her giggling showing her dimples.

Ohh I love those dimples of hers. It make her look so pretty without any effort.

She's elder than me just one year still she is like my twinny, we share everything.

" Aimi you know dad told me about a girl, who helped him marry my mom." She informed me.

...[ Aimi and Emmie both pronunciations are same.]...

I quickly turned my head towards the him, only to find paps already staring at him with questioning eyes.

" She's talking about mannat." He said calmly.

Mannat ? Isn't she the same girl paps told me about. The girl who helped him marry mom?

" Is she the same girl who helped you marry mom?" I asked him, only to get aa nod.

" Is she a marriage fixer,?" Emmie questioned sitting near hee father.

Paps chuckled at her question.

" No , she is an actor."

Actor?

Who acts, on cinema. God she might be beautiful.

"Is she gorgeous?" Emmie questioned again looking at paps, with her doe eyes.

" She is one of the most gorgeous, beautiful and successful actress of India." Uncle Exclaimed proudly.

Indian. God offcourse she will be beautiful.

I have heard Indians are pretty.

" Is she in India now?" Emmie again questioned.

" I guess, she has a son nearly your age. Shahmir." Paps answered her pulling out his phone.

"I want to see her!" I exclaimed looking at paps.

"Okay Sweetu, just a second." Paps said with a smile, and started scrolling his phone.

I quickly stood on the couch where we were sitting, and started peeking on his phone screen.

He texted, Mannat Hatim and then pressed search on it.

Then in a few seconds, pics showed.

A girl really pretty, her big eyes, small red lips, thick hair.

She was looking hella pretty, in her pink dress,

Then one by one there come lots of photos, one in lehenga other in traditional attires with jewelleries.

God , she is so so so cute.

And there came her photo with her small kid, Shahmir.

His facials were not matching mannat, maybe he was like his father.

But who is his father?

Who married this miss beautiful? I jealous of not meeting this beauty.

" Dad how did you know her?" Emmie asked making me curious.

" Paps, how did you know her?" I also asked paps.

He just exchanged a quick glance to uncle and then sighed,

" She was an angel to us. Literally a  godmother. Not only to my, but to all of us." Paps exclaimed.

Angel , to us . It's too much.

"Now you are over reacting paps." I exclaimed rolling my eyes.

" She was our cousin sister, but really Sweetu, she helped us many times, that too without any motto." Uncle said proudly.

"At first she helped me convince the family to marry Angelina, then she helped Tamir marry Mantasha, then she helped us to settle abroad. She helped us to convince our family for living here, as it was Tamir's wish. And also Angelina needed some space." Uncle explained.

" How did you met her? And why did she helped you? " I asked out of curiosity.

" You know when I first met her, I didn't like her at all. She was really talkative." Paps exclaimed.

" Yeah, but the same day. He got confused by her nature. She was a bottle filled with emotions, drama and chaos." Uncle proclaimed, excitedly remembering the past memories.

"Dad tell us in detail." Emmie said sitting comfortably near him.

"Yeah paps, tell us the whole story of mannat." I asked.

Paps gave a strict look,

" What's mannat Sweetu? She is not your age. Say miss mannat or mannat ji or Aunt." He explained me seriously.

I never saw him this angry before , specially when it comes to names.

"Okay paps, tell us about her." I said, hugging him.

He then sighed,

" I met her around 18-19 years back from now..........

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...Tamir's pov....

I was in a basketball court,

Just one step far from winning the match, just one goal.

I immediately sped up my pace.

After getting a perfect chance, I threw the ball aiming it to land the net.

Before it could, someone stopped it.

Who dared to stop it? I angrily looked at the man who held my ball.

And it was Jack, Jackson Wilshere, my only friend.

I gave him a dead glare, making him gulp hard,

That's what he deserves right now.

But my eyes narrowed as he threw a phone to my .

" Your father is calling." He stated and left from there throwing the ball on the ground.

He's scared, that's what I wanted.

But why is father calling?

I went to the corner, and called him.

In a few ring he answered the call.

" Hey Dad! How are you?" I said in my usual tone.

"Abhi Ghar aao, hum hindustan chal Rahe hai." He stated totally ignoring my words.

(Come home now, we are going India)

As he usually does. Like seriously, no matter how hard I try, he always ignores.

He was about to leave when he heard some footsteps, coming towards him.

He lifted his head only to see, Jack there holding a water bottle.

" What was he saying?" He asked making me angry.

But before I could react, an idea clicked in my mind.

I smiled at him and stood straight.

" I am going India,"

He opened the bottle bringing it near his mouth. I quickly squeezed touched the bottle, making the water, harshly slap on his face, making him choke.

"You son of-" he was about to curse me , but he stopped in middle.

"Dare curse me, and I'll show you what Tamir Latif Ali is." I warned him and left from there.

I really like annoying this boy.

...........

The next day we reached India, after a flight from London to Delhi.

I was damn exhausted, probably due to jet lag. But no-one can speak in front of my father's stubbornness to reach his father.

Like seriously I need rest.

As we exited the airport Dad led us to two cars.

He and mom sat on first car. And me and Tahir sat in other.

I was too exhausted to enjoy the view, so I just slept there.

While Tahir I don't know how he's normal.

My sleep was disturbed by a sudden honk of car.

I opened my eyes slightly, peeking out of the window.

It was a big palace, probably Royal palace.

" Are we there?" I asked Tahir, only to get a nod in return.

Guess he is exhausted too.

I looked at the name plate, HAIDER BIN KALAM VILLA. My grandfather's house.

I met him on my fifteenth birthday, that time he was so healthy, broad shoulder, tall height probably sux feet.

And his nature, just like dad. He was too strict.

My thoughts got interrupted by Tahir's words.

" Come out Tamir"

He said and hopped out of the car.

Man! He is so energetic.

I tiredly crawled out, and looked at my father, who standing as if he is any soldier or something.

Straight expressions. Straight posture.

Then a boy came there wearing a white pathani suit.

"Assalamualaikum chote Nawab."

(Greetings little Nawab) he said in a formal way.

Chote means little, seriously. He is the father of two mature grown up boys, how is he little?

I chuckled, but stopped after getting a glare from Tahir.

"Walaikum assalam shozaib, nawab sahab kaha hai?"(greetings shozaib, where is Nawab Sahab) he said in his usual strict tone.

"Wo kamre main hai, aap aaiye thodha aaram kar lijiye."(he is in his room, come take some rest.) He offered.

Aaram, means rest. Yes that's what I want now.

I finally smiled , but my happiness vanished by dad's words.

"Nahi pahle ham nawab sahab se Mil le." He stated and quickly entered the hall. Leaving us behind. (No, we'll meet Nawab sahab first.)

Shozaib then went to mom .

"How are you shozaib ?"she cupped his face with a sweet smile.

"I am good , mrs. Nawab how are you?" He replied.

He knows English!! On top of that mom knows him!!

"I am fine, now I will go to Latif, or else he'll get angry."she said mockingly, and left from there.

Tahir also followed her, I though didn't want to but still followed him.

As we were walking , I noticed many antiques, a huge chandelier, big wooden almirahs, sculptures, paintings, and the most beautiful among them.

The carpet, laying on the ground.on which we were standing.

Soon we went to a big room, I analysed the whole room. It was huge, having a small library on right corner, and two doors on left corner. The middle area had two big lounges for sitting, seperated by a beautiful day vase in middle.

A big scenery  on top of lounges. On the adjacent wall, there were some small pictures hanging . On opposite wall there were three big windows made of wooden outline and opaque glass doors. It also had some sitting area.

And then there was a big king size bed in centre. On which nawab sahab was half laying.

"Assalamualaikum nawab sahab." My father greeted , slightly bowing his head in front of him.

Nawab just placed his hand on his head , and then turned towards shozaib.

" Rehana aur Ayesha ko bulao, aur in bachho ko le jao." He ordered.

(Call Rehana and Ayesha, and take these kids out)

He ignored us, like seriously. We came from London to here Lucknow just for this.

Like son like father. Both are same.

Tahir shooked me slightly, signalling me to follow the boy.

I gave him a fed up look and then started following that boy shozaib.

He led us to a big room, probably a gaming room.

I was stunned by the interior. It was too luxurious.

It was a big room as I said, seperated by a two or three feet wooden cabinate with black marble on top. Chairs were around it and a few glasses were placed there, may be a bar area.

But I don't think alcohol is allowed here.

Leave it, then on one corner there was a billiard board, and a ping pong table. There were two wooden almirahs filled with gaming stuffs maybe. In the side wall there was a huge clock.

Other corned had an l shaped couch, and a gaming setup, joystick, big led. And so on.

God I love this place.

I ran towards the couch and laid comfortably on the ut totally ignoring The boy and Tahir.

" You guys can rest her, in a few minutes, others will join you."

He left from there.

Tahir quickly scanned the room and then he sat near me.

"Doors and windows here are too big." He exclaimed.

" But hearts are narrow." I replied him and then laid on the couch.

And thankfully I fitted on it comfortably.

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

After half an hour or something I got up my a sudden shook.

Shook , God is there any earthquake. I didn't know India had earthquakes.

I quickly jumped from my place. But my heart stopped seeing the boy near me .

"What the hell?" I exclaimed, and he just smiled at me.

"Here's snacks for you." He (shozaib) said offering snacks to me .

What is wrong with this man, smiling like a fool.

I took the snacks and started eating them.

Then my eyes went on the other side, there were three girls, and three boys sitting, all of them busy in thier phones.

And here Tahir was busy checking some books in the shelf.

I sighed ," what a bore!!"

As soon as the words slipped from my mouth, the door opened, revealing a cute girl.

Her eyes were tightly closed, her breaths were uneven, maybe because she came here running.

"Assalamualaikum sabko, mujhe pata hai ki main late hu par main kya karoon traffic itna tha, aur upar se Aaj ravivar bhi hai." She said in a single breath.

Everyone quickly hid there phones in there pocket.

" Tumhe call kar dena chahiye tha mannat."

( You should've called us mannat.) A boy said.

"Phone payal ke pass rah Gaya Mera."(I left my phone at payal's house)

She said catching her breath.

Suddenly other girl slammed the boys head.

"Use sans to le lene de."(let her breath first)

Mannat nodded and sat on the counter between them .

Suddenly her eyes went on Tahir.

"Aap ?" She paused for a second," Taya huzur ke bete, badhe bete, Tahir Latif. Haina? " She asked .

(You? Taya huzur's son, elder son Tahir Latif. Right?)

"Yeah!" Tahir said a barely audible voice.

"Main Mannat, aap shayad hi mujhe jante honge." She introduced herself.

(I am mannat, you maybe know me,)

She then glanced at others.

"Aap sab bhi apne apne naam bataiye, jitna mujhe pata hai aap mein se kisi ne bhi tarruf karne ki zehmat to katai nahi uthai hogi."she mocked everyone.

(Everyone tell your names, as long as I know, no-one of you had taken the step to do introduction)

The girl near her said," main jiya Kabir, aapki fuffi ki beti."

(I am jiya Kabir, your aunt's daughter.)

The other boy near her,"main Inka chota bhai, liyakat Kabir. You can call me Lee." He flexed.

(I am liyakat her younger brother.)

Other boy slammed his head,"you can call him gadha too" he said mockingly.

"Aur main Kaif Umar,"he added,(and me, Kaif Umar.)

Other girl , "I am Hifza Umar."

Then other girl, the most pretty girl there,"I am pari Kapoor daughter of Rajveer Kapoor."

Everyone rolled there eyes, making her angry.

" Tum sab bahut bure ho." She complained.

(You guys are really bad.)

Then the last one present there,

"Deviyon aur sajjano, mujhse miliye, Mehmood Ali ka eklouta waaris, the one and only, Mahir Mehmood."

(Ladies and gentlemen , meet me, only hier of mehmood Ali, the one and only Mahir Mehmood.)

Everyone clapped , enjoying his antics,

Yeah excluding us, me and Tahir.

Then suddenly she jumped off the counter, and straightly went to Tahir.

They talked about something and then her eyes landed on me,

And she just froze, her lips parted.

After a few seconds she managed to break the contact.

Before anyone could do anything a voice interrupted everyone.

"Aap ko aur kuch chahiye???"(do you guys need something???)

Again that boy, seriously he is so irritating.

Mannat went to her and whispered something to him.

"Sar Kalam nhi karwaana mujhe."

(I don't want any death sentence)

He was frightened, but mannat ignored his expressions and signalled mahir.

"Ekloute waaris, chal raha hai?" She asked mischievously.

(Only hier, are you comming?)

He quickly joined them, nodding excitedly.

They all left from there.

Shozaib, mannat and mahir.

Kaif sighed," yrr yeh Maas kitni Masti karte hai " he exclaimed while jumping on the couch near me

(Man these Maas do lots of chaos.)

Liyakat also sat near him.

"Hii, you are Tamir?" He asked me.

"Yeah!" I answered,

He knows me? How?

What was his name, liya.. something like that.

"Well what is this Maas?"

I asked him.

Hifza came towards me,

" Aap Tamir Bhai ho kya?"(are you Tamir brother?) She asked.

I just nodded at her, but then other girl came , Pari.

" Mannat  ka maa and mahir ka maa,  hence Maas, plural." She explained, sitting on the chair near cabinet.

Jiya" Are you in college?"

Tamir just nodded,

"Which college?" Lee asked.

I am feeling as if they are interviewing me.

"I haven't join any college, I am a private student."

Pari sighed, " that means you are our junior."

Jiya interrupted her,

"  He is with you."

"Aapko kaise pata?" Hifza asked her.(how did you know?)

" Ammi ne bataya tha" she replied, in a calm tone pulling out her phone.

(Mom told me)

Woah fuffi knew, it means I am more famous here, than I expected.

...............,....

After a few talks, the door opened with a loud thud.

"Aa gye Maas." Kaif exclaimed, closing his eyes.

Before I could process his words, a voice echoed in the room.

Voice of thier giggling, Mannat and mahir ran towards the couch,

Mahir jumped beside me making a loud voice.

While mannat jumped on liyakat making him groan.

"Aah , pagal." He glared at her, "mujhe lagi"

(Aah idiot. It hurted.)

Mannat giggled standing straight,"par mujhe maza aaya!"

(But I got thrilled.)

She approached a high five to mahir, and he gave her the high five.

Before they could further enjoy, a man came there,

"Tahir and Tamir, nawab is calling you." He stated, and turned towards pari.

"Pari, aur tum" he glanced at mannat ." Nawab sahab bula rhe hai tumhe bhi."

He sighed at mannat and left from there.

I was angry on him for ordering me,

But what shocked me more was that , mannat was quite,

Her face turned blank, and she didn't even turn to look at him.

After the man left, mannat waved her hand to everyone and left with pari.

" Who the hell was he?"

I spoke out angrily.

"Mr. Rajveer Kapoor, the great bussiness tychoon."  Kaif exclaimed in a tired voice.

"Mr. Akdhu  kapoor." Mahir mocked while sitting straight.

I was about to say something, when Tahir signalled me to follow him.

Seriously, how is he so obedient???

I just internally sighed and stood.

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After a few seconds or more we reached nawabs room, it was now filled. Two couples in front and two on side and one elder couple and two elder ladies near nawab.

The elder man and a women with him stood as we entered.

"Abb ijazat chahte hai nawab!" He neither asked nor ordered.

(Now need permission nawab)

He just stated, literally no expression at all.

After getting a slight nod from nawab, he immediately rushed out. A woman stood, his wife probably , she  also joined him.

Then a younger couple, whom I don't know stood,

"Allah Hafiz nawab sahab"(greetings nawab sahab) The man looking a bit like Kaif greeted and left with his partner.

Then my eyes went on other couples, those whom I know.

Humna haider and Kabir shah. My fuffi and fufaji.

And my dear mother and my father, she signalled me to come near her.

Before I could sit , Tahir sat near her.

Having no other option I just sat near Tahir.

Just a few seconds after that, mannat entered, with a boy, they started serving glasses to everyone.

Mannat's face was calm, stern not as before.

Her smile was normal, she gave everyone a glass of water drink it is by her own hands,

When she went to mr. Kapoor, her smile was gone.

Her face was calm and stern, but her genuine smile just vanished.

I think he deserves this, or they all, nawab, dad, mr. Kapoor they all deserve this look, cause they all wear the same look everytime. Huh.

I was disturbed by a sudden shake on my shoulder.

I looked at the source, Tahir !

He signalled me to look in front. I did only to see mannat offering me a drink.

This was the first time she was this near to me,

I can clear see her every detail.

Damn she is pretty, without any effort.

Her eyes were brown, fair skin tone, rusy lips that were trembling donno why??

I quickly grabbed the drink locking my hazel eyes with hers.

And she just froze there, totally forgetting everyone .

Is she seriously staring at me in front of her whole family??

Our contact broke by sudden voice of nawab,

"Mumtaaz " he stated, making her turn to him.

Mumtaaz? She is mannat.

He signalled her to sit and then asked Rehana aunty to start the conversation.

I just zoned out, my eyes were stuck on mannat.

I guess she also felt my intense gaze , but i was unable to get my eyes off her.

She then sat near him holding his one hand with her two hands.

Her little fingers slowly, caressing nawabs stony hands

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...Author's pov....

The whole was filled with nostalgia,

Just as Tamir stopped, both Emilie and aiman came back to thier senses .

They were so lost in Tamir's story that they even forgot they have a school .

" What happened then paps?" Aiman asked with a curious voice.

" I'll tell you tomorrow," he said strocking his hands on my hair.

" Tomorrow? Why?" I whined .

" Cause you will get late Sweetu." He stated, showing his hand watch to Aiman.

Her eyes widened in shock.

"Ohh shit."she quickly left from there , makin others chuckle.

"Uncle did you guys like each other?" Emmie questioned Tamir, showing her doe eyes .

Tamir pinched her cheeks," you'll get your answer tomorrow, Princess."

" I'll wait then, bye." Emmie waved her hand at then and left.

The two Bros also went to there respective rooms.

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...Author's pov....

Tamir was busy checking his drawer, when Aiman entered his

room.

"Paps are you busy?" Aiman said seeing him searching something.

Before Tamir could answer her question, Emilie came running towards him.

"Uncle. dad is calling you in hall." without waiting for them to reply.

"Such a hasty girl!" Aiman exclaimed with a annoying smile.

Tamir just smiled at her reaction, "Sweetu you can ask Tahir to tell you further, I'll join you in few minutes." He said and again started searching something.

Aiman thought for a second and then went to him. "Okay paps," she hugged him and left from there.

In hall Tahir was playing with Emilie, she sat near him.

"Uncle tell us now!" Aiman said hugging his arm gently.

Tahir wrapped her arm around her and smiled at her,

"You two won't leave mannat alone. " He mocked.

"Don't delay dad, start na." Emilie said desperately.

"Okay princess, but where is Tamir?" He asked looking at Aiman.

"He is searching something, he'll join us after few minutes." Aiman replied to him pouting cutely.

"Okay then are you ready,"

Both nodded making him chuckle.

"Where did we left?" he asked.

Emilie," she offered everyone glasses of drinks."

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...Tahir's pov....

I was drinking the juice calmly.

when my eyes went on Tamir.

He was totally lost in...., mannat.

God does he like her? This kid is so irritating.

I then looked at mannat who was sitting near mannat.

"Ab hame khana kha lena chahiye,) Ayesha aunt said annoyed.

(Now we should eat meal)

Why is she annoyed? She was normal till now,

Is it because of mannat?

"Haa chalte hai, waise bhi jo kaam tha wo to ho gaya." Kabir agreed to Ayesha aunt

(Yeah let's go, after all the work is done)

Everyone started leaving, theroom.

First mr. Kapoor With his family. then Humna aunt and Kabir uncle, then.

"Dada huzur aap nhi chalenge?" Mannat asked looking at Nawab sahab. (Dada huzur, won't you come?)

Dada huzur? He doesn't like anyone call him dada, papa aur chacha.

Like he wanted everyone to call him Nawab so everyone call him that, including dad.

My thoughts were interrupted by, Nawab Sahab's sudden voice.

"Nahi mumtaz. Hame aaram karna hai." He replied with his heavy and deep voice,

(No Mumtaz. I have to rest)

Mannat just sighed and climbed off the bed, and stood in front of dad.

"Kaisi hai hamari shehzadi?"

(How is my princess?)

The voice ??

It is dad. He is saying what.

My jaw dropped eyes widened in shock when I saw him embracing mannat.

I blinked twice as it was some thing I never seen before,

I turned to Tamir, he was sitting there with same expression.

He also turned to me.

"What is she?" He exclaimed with wide eyes, still trying to process the scene in front of him.

"Main to bahut achhi hu, aap kaise hai." She replied happily wrapping her little arms around his waist.

(I am very good, how are you?)

Suddenly other familiar voice caught our attention,

"We are also here, princess."

Mom! She mocked her giving a sad look to mannat.

Mannat giggled slightly and went to her, cupping her face.

"Oo meri tayi huzur bura Maan gyi "mannat gawked making everyone chuckle, (oo my tayi is huzur offended)

Including dad. I was so shocked, I guess it was my first time seeing him smile.

Then Tamir patted my arm, I looked at him.

He pointed his finger at Nawab Sahab, I turned and there he was.... smiling.

His eyes fixed on mannat, filled with love, care.

God! Seriously this girl is really something man.

"I am very happy, cause finally I met my princess." Mom spoke with a tone of gratitude.

Mannat hugged her making her smile.

"Chaliye ab khaana kha lijiye." She asked pulling mom out of the hug.

(Come now eat something!)

Then she turned to us.

"Aap bhi kha lijiye ". Her voice filled with purity, and simplicity.

(You two also eat)

We both just nodded, as we were speechless.

Next day, we were in our room, me and Tamir,

Suddenly my phone buzzed gaining my attention,

I looked at name, it was dad.

"Yes dad," I spoke in confusion

"Aap aur Tahir, dono mere kamre me aaiye." He ordered and hung the call as always.

(You and Tahir, both come in my room)

I wonder how someone be so straight forward.

I shrugged my thought and turned to Tamir who was sleeping peacefully.

"Tamir!" I yelled making him flinch.

"Yes what happened?" He murmured in a sleepy voice,

His sleepy eyes turned to me, he tried his best to open his eyes.

I chuckled at him, making him angry.

"Dad is calling us" I stated and left from there, knowing his reply.

"Tell him, I am not coming, I am tired." He whined and slept again.

As I guessed.

He is really predictable.

I was sitting in front of dad, mom was not in the room.

"Dad how will we live here?" I asked

"Hum hindustan main hi rahenge," he stated. (We will live in India)

His strict aura and deep voice, enough to send shivers down our spine.

"Till when?" I asked hesitantly

"Till nawah sahab get well." He stated his words stern, and steady.

His words left me totally speechless.

"B.but dad Tamir's college?" I tried making excuse, to go back.

"Hindustan me bhi college hai, Tahir." His voice deep and filled with (There are colleges in India too, Tahir)

I just sighed, as there was no use of making excuses, if he said something it is decided

No space for confusion.

Suddenly the door opened revealing, my brother

I knew he'll definitely come, he is scared of dad.

He was wearing an oversized white T with black lower. His hair were wet, water continuously dripping from his hair locks. His fragrance filled the room,

I guess he took a shower. "Good morning dad!" He uttered,

totally nervous.

But why? Maybe cause he is late.

"Good morning?" Dad glared at him raising his one brow.

It's past Two. Obviously it's afternoon.

"S. Sorry. Good afternoon dad!" He corrected himself biting his lower lips.

"Tahir we'll go to college tomorrow, for his admission." Dad declared and left both of us, alone

As always.

I sighed, looking at Tamir who was still busy, processing dad's words.

He turned to me, "My admission?" And asked totally confused.

"You'll study here, in India." I informed him, sitting comfortably on couch.

"What the f" he exclaimed in shock, totally terrified from the news.

He looked at the door from where dad left then looked at me.

"I am not living here, I want to go back." He said to himself, totally lost in his thoughts.

I just chuckled slightly.

"Believe me or not. India is quite interesting." I spoke, making him come out of his thoughts.

His face was terrible ,he looked at me in a really traumatized way.his lips were curled down.

His eyes like a lost puppy.

I quickly squeezed his cheeks, "You are cooked Tamir, enjoy."

I enjoyed seeing him like this.

Well, I really like India.

It's just I don't like being social.

Next day we went to the college, it wasn't that cool. It was rather an old building

Luxurious and vast, yet not modern. It has essence of ancient culture and tradition in it.

After admiring the college, my eyes went on Mannat,

My eyes just stucked on her, she was playing with a little rabbit.

I didn't know why? How but my heels turned to her direction.

As I was alone, dad and Tamir were in principal's office, I straightly went to her.

"You are mannat right?" I asked her

She innocently lifted her head to look at me,

"Yeah" her words got interrupted by the rabbit, it jumped out of her lap.

She immediately grabbed it, and then looked at the rabbit,

"Kitni masti karte ho tum?"

She scolded the rabbit, and then looked at me, slightly caressing it's back.

(How much mischiefs do you do?)

"Aap yaha?" She asked with a curious voice.(you here)

"Haa, ma-"I spoke but got interrupted by another girl.

(Yes 1.)

"Mannat, mahir kaha hai?"

(Mannat, where is mahir ?)

She was fair, her eyes, hazel.

God she was damn pretty, just like a goddess.

I didn't recognise that I was staring at her.

"Tahir bhaijaan" mannat waved her hand in front of me, snapping me out of my dream.

"Yes, I..." I replied,

but I forgot what was I saying.

Gosh, how can I be this stupid.

Suddenly a giggle caught my attention, I looked at the girl.

She was standing silently, then I turned to mannat,

"Sorry, yeh gudgudi kar Raha hai " She said pointing at the rabbit.

(Sorry, he was tickling)

She bend down and left the rabbit there.

"Bye bye," she waved at the rabbit.

Then she looked at me " bhaijaan,yeh Payal Thakur, meri dost."

(brother, this is Payal Thakur, my friend.")

She introduced me to her," aur payal, yeh Tahir bhai, Taya huzur ke bete."

(and Payal, this is Tahir brother, uncle sir's son.")

Payal smiled at me and then looked at mannat, she raised her brows repeating her question

"Mahir?"

"Wo shayad, library me hai. Par tu kyu puch Rahi hai?" Mannat replied calmly.

((He's probably in the library. But why are you asking?")

"Bas aise hi kaam tha, main Jaa rhi hu." Payal said and started leaving.

(I had to do just that, I am leaving.)

"Kaha?" Mannat yelled at her.

(Where?)

"Library!" Payal answered in the same tone, and left without turning back

Then I looked at mannat who was already looking at me.

"I should leave now. "I said as I was embarassed slightly.

Mannat giggled softly, "aap Sharma kyu rahe hai? Meri dost hai hi itni khubsurat, ab koi dekhe to dekhta hi rah jaae."

(Why are you feeling shy? My friend is so beautiful, if anyone sees her now they will keep staring.")

She teased me, with her playful eyes, and words.

"L. its not-" I moved my lips to clarify things, but she stopped me.

"Aap Puri duniya se baat chupa sakte hai bhaijaan, par mujhse nhi. Isliye koi baat nahi." She said in a calm voice with a smile.

(You can hide things from the whole world bhaijaan, but not from me. That is why there is no issue.")

She then left from there after bidding a bye.

..........

...Author's pov....

Tahir was telling story to the kids, when Tamir entered the hall.

Tahir stopped and looked at

Tamir with a genuine smile.

"Tamir will tell you further." Tahir declared and left from there, after giving both girls a brief hug. Emilie looked at Tamir,

"did you really studied in India?" She asked showing her curious eyes.

"Was grandpa very strict?" Aiman also questioned Tamir. near Emilie.

"Yes dad was really really strict. In fact he is still very strict." Tamir replied pinching Emilie's cheeks slightly.

"Paps, I want to know, how she helped you?" Aiman demanded her voice was desperate.

"First tell me, did you liked her, and did you guys dated?" Emilie asked him

Tamir "don't you wanna know about my other cousins, and.." he paused for a second." Mannat's best friend,"

"Mannat Ji's bestfriend?" Emilie exclaimed.

"Paps tell us how was your first day there in college" aiman demanded.

Tamir "Sweetu! There is nothing great about my first day, I'll tell you about third day, that was fun."

...Tamir's pov....

I was sitting at garden watching my cousins,

Kaif, "bus yar, ab hum Ghar chalte hai." He spoke out in exhaustion.

(That's it friend, now let's go home.)

Liyakat was about to say something when mahir His eyes were covered with goggles.

"Krys is calling you all in basket ball court." He declared and left without waiting for any answer.

"Who is krys?" I asked

"Krys, is a boy. He has two legs, two hands.and the most important part. He studies with us." Lee spoke out, mockingly.

I glared at him angrily making him gulp.

I quickly stood up and left from there to basket ball court.

As I was missing basketball it was my favourite sport.

As I enter my eyes went on mannat, two boys were dragging her.

My manly instinct kicked out, and I quickly ran to them.

I spoke in anger," what the f-ck" My voice was enough to make them flinch.

Everything paused for a moment,

All eyes were on me,

And after few seconds of that, they both again started dragging mannat in the audiance side.

Mannat was continuously asking them to stop.

"Piyush chodh mujhe, main tera rishta tudwa dungi, chodh." She threatened the boy,

(Piyush, leave me, I will break your relationship, leave me)

"Krys aap toh chodh do, yeh to pagal hai. Aap to samjhdaar ho. chodho na. Mujhe nahi jaana." She spoke looking at the other boy.

(Krys you leave him, he's crazy. You're smart, leave me. I don't want to go.)

"Chup chap chal," that boy probably krys said.

(quietly.come)

Suddenly mahir stood in front of them.

"Chodh meri dost ko." He said in a tough and strong voice. Just as a hero of the film, fully dramatic.

(Leave my friend)

Mannat's face brightened at mahir's action.

"Aa Gaya Mera hero, chodho mujhe ab. Mahir bacha lo mujhe in gunson se." She said in a dramatic tone.

(My hero has come, now leave me. Mahir save me from these goons)

My mouth parted slightly, I was totally lost in this dramatic scene.

Suddenly an arm landed on my shoulder, making my close my mouth,

"aadat daal lo is nautanki ki, hum to bachpan se dekh rahe hai." Kaif said in a tired voice.

(Get into the habit of this sailor, I have been watching her since childhood.)

Is it normal?

I fixed my gaze at the youngsters,

The two boys were standing away from mannat, and mannat was teasing them by sticking her tongue out.

Suddenly mahir picked her up in his arms, making others chuckle.

"Mahir ke bachhe, dhokebaaz dost. Tune mujhe dhokha diya, chodh mujhe". She spoke in disbelief.

(Mahir's children, deceptive friends. You cheated me, leave me)

While Mahir just smiled at her words, he quickly took her out of the court.

The two boys bid bye and parted thier ways, one towards Mahir and the other towards us.

"Kya ho Raha tha krys?" Lee asked.

(what was going on krys?)

"Wahi har baar ki tarah, dawai nahi le Rahi thi madam." Krys replied in tired voice.

(Just like every time, she was not taking the medicine madam)

Out of blue a girly voice came,

"Or yeh sab bhi kuch Kam nhi hai. Sab meri behen ke peeche padh Gaye"

(And all this is no less. All this was behind my sister for taking med.)

I turned my head, only to see pari sitting in auditorium.

"Haa to maharani ji kya chahti hai, aapki behen urf nanhi shehzadi ki dawaiya skip karwa de. Taaki wo" krys said sarcastically making others laugh.

(Yes, what does Maharani ji want, your sister or princess' medicines should be skipped. So she)

But pari cutted his words in middle.

"pyaar se samjha bujha kar khila deti main. Par nahi aapko to mahan Banna hai na "She also replied sarcastically.

(I would have made you understand with love and fed you. But no, you have to become a Mahan (great man) right?)

Krys sighed in defeat.

"Thik hal maharani ji hum nahi Jeet sakte aapse. "He accepted his defeat with a tired look.

(it's okay Maharani ji, I cannot defeat you.")

Pari just rolled her eyes fixing her gaze at other boys.

"Tumne hame kyu bulaya tha?" Lee asked Krys making him confused.

(why did you call us?)

"Maine?" He paused for a second." Haa wo basketball khelne ke liye."

(Me?"Yes that is for playing basketball.")

He said pointing at the court.

"Sirf hum, "Kaif started counting others, him, Lee, Tamir, krys."Just four."

(Only us?)

"Arrey mahir aur piyush bhi AA rhe hai, uske alawa Rahul, Yash, Nayan. Yeh log bhi AA rhe hai." Krys replied sitting comfortably in audiance side, near pari.

(Arrey mahir and piyush are also coming, and Rahul, Yash Nayan, they are also coming.) Others just nodded.

After few minutes, we started the court.

Mannat was standing with a pout, her eyes filled with complains and anger,

"Dekh yar," Mahir looked at mannat with a puppy face. (Look man-)

But mannat ran to pari, totally avoiding him.

"Achha ji humse narazgi." Mahir muttered to himself, and then came to us,

(Okay fi, angry with me)

"Chalo seniors, khel shuru karte hai." He said with a smile.

(Come on seniors, let's start the game)

After playing for one or two hours, all of us got tired.

Then one boy said," Chalo Aaj Ke Liye Bohut Hua." He spoke gasping for air.

(Okay enough for today)

Everyone showed thier aggreement and dismissed the game.

One by one everyone scattered on court,

While Mahir and krys straightly went to girls.

I also went there, mannat was sleeping peacefully in Pari's lap.

Her locks were in her pretty face, hiding it.

Mahir went to her, and carefully tucked her locks behind her ear.

Pari looked at mahir in anger," Idiot, Uth Jaati To?"

(She might had woken up)

Mahir gave her a sheepish smile, "sorry, chand chhup gaya tha na."

(Sorry my moon was hidden)

krys sat near pari, " Chand Ke Deewane Baith Jaa." He mocked mahir.

(Moon's crazy lover)

But mahir just glared at him and took a water bottle from side.

"Aapki pari ko to nhi dekh Raha na!" Mahir teased Krys with a serious look (Atleast I wasn't looking at your angel)

Pari's eyes widened listening his words, she tried to stay calm, but a tint of redness was visible on her face.

"Arrey baap re! Mannat jag rhi hoti to aur maza aata" Lee said looking at pari and krys shamelessly.

(Ohh God! It will be fun if mannat would've been awake)

"Haa waise yeh so kyu Rahi haf?" Kaif asked trying to change the topic.

(Yes, but why is she sleeping?)

Krys looked at mannat with a hollow smile on his face, "Dawai ka asar he Kaif ji"

(Medicinal effect Kaif ji)

Mahir's eyes turned down on mannat's face,

"Meri nahi si dost ko itni saari dawai dedi." he paused for a second," man to karta hai us doctor ko maar maar ke bhoot bana du."

(He gave so much. Medicine to my little friend, I want to beat him, till he himself be one a patient.)

"For what?" Words slipped out of my mouth,

Ohh Tamir what was that.

Suddenly all eyes turned to me,

"Sorry!" Krys asked.

"I meant why is she taking medicine." I asked everyone.

"Arrey lambi story hai". Mahir spoke out.

(Arrey, it's a long story)

"Guys, hame sleepover plan karna chahiye, bohut time ho gya hai. " Pari adviced, stroking her one hand on mannat's hair.

(Guys, we should plan a sleep over, it's been a long time)

Sleepover, will thier parents allow.

Will my parent allow, this in India, I have heard they very particular about girls and boys thier gender.

Suddenly a whin caught everyone's attention.

"Kya yaar!" Mannat spoke in a sleepy tone rubbing her her eyes.

(What man?)

"Bande ko sone bhi nahi dete chain se." She tried to sit but failed, due to the after sleep effect.

(Can't let a man sleep peacefully)

Pari helped her sit, mannat placed her head on pari's shoulder and then opened her sleepy eyes.

"Han to bande ko bhi sahi jagah or sahi waqt par Sona chahiye." Mahir mocked slightly pressing his words on mannat.

(For that man should've to sleep at right place and right time)

Mannat just pouted at his words," sleep over ka kon bol Raha tha." She asked like a baby.

(Who was talking about sleepover)

Lee chuckled," Isliye Yeh Bachhi uth Gayi."

(That's why you got up?)

"Main bachhi nhi hu okay!" She immediately replied,

(I am not a kid)

"Use chodh. Sleepover kab rakhna hai." Kaif asked changing the topic.

(Leave her, when are we keeping sleepover)

"Sunday ko?" Mahir adviced.

"Shaniwar ko " She declared in an authoritative tone making others smile, except me.

"What?" I spoke out

What's this shaniwar?

Kaif "Saturday bro"

"Well where will this sleepover be?" I asked making him confused.

He looked at others, "Kaha par?" (Where?)

"Hatim willa." Mahir spoke in a stern torn, his voice fixed on mannat.

Then I realised everyone was quiet, thier eyes on mannat, but she was Calm and looking down. "Thik hai, koi dikkat nahi." She said with a smile.

(Okay no problem)

But that smile was not at all genuine, like she always used to tuck on her lips,

"Thik hai fir, Tahir bhaijaan, jiya appi aur Hifza ko bhi bula lena," mahir and mannat spoke out in unison.

(Okay then call Tahir bhaijaan, jiya appi and hifza)

"Meri nakal mat kar." They again spoke out in unison.

(Don't copy me!)

Both glared at each other angrily, making others smile.

"chalo Ghar chalte hai." Kaif adviced as all this drama was enough for today.

(Let's go home)

"Yaar tu Ghar jaana kyu chahta hai, waha kya hai?" Leereplied,

(Man why do you want to go home, what is there?)

"Arrey aapko nahi pata kya unki cousin aayi hai?" Mannat teased playfully.

(Arrey don't you know, his cousin is there?)

Mahir also joined her, "woh wahida ji?"

(That wahida ji?)

I looked at Kaif, who was standing there in shock, his eyes widened, and a tint of redness came on his cheeks and nose.

Mannat and mahir gave a high five to each other,

"A. Aisa kuch nahi hai." Kaif stammered making others laugh to.

Uits nothing like that)

"Woh toh gaalon ki laali bata hi Rahi hai!" Lee gave him a teasing smile, making him gulp.

(The redness of your cheek is telling us that. Nothing)

"Yrr mannat tujhe pata kaise chal jaata hai?" Kaif asked changing the topic.

(Mannat man, how does you find out ?)

"Yeh jo meri annkhen hai na,

Yeh khuli hai, a

ur chaaron taraf gari hai."

Mannat spoke in a dramatic tone.

(Actually my these eyes are open, and fixed over everyone)

Mahir" aur abhi to or suno." He signalled mannat.

(And listen something more)

"Aur waise jaise aapki Ghar par aapki cousin se Milne hai, waise hi inko (she pointed at Lee) bhi toh kisi se milna hai."

(And just like you want to meet your cousin at home, he also wants to meet someone)

Lee who was chilled out till now got awkward.

"M..mujhe?" He hesitantly spoke. (1)

He then left out an awkward chuckle, "nhi mujhe kisi se nhi milna"

(No I don't want to meet anyone) Mahir looked at mannat,

"Haa isiliye to nazare baar baar peechee Jaa Rahi hai na." Mannat again teased him.

(Yes that's why your eyes are peeking behind, again and again.) Others turned thier head towards back.

Three girls were sitting there, all three were beautiful.

"Teen hai waha to?" Krys spoke," bhai teen teen?" He teased

(They are three there? Bro three three)

Lee scratched his neck slightly," mannat ki bachhi, tujhe kab pata chala." He asked

(Mannat how did you found out?)

"Arrey kaha na meri aankhe khuli hai, aap itni der se, chup chup kar udhar dekh rahe ho."

Mannat shrugged her shoulders." Aasani se pata chal gaya."

(Arrey I told you na, my eyes are open, and you yourself are peeking there again and again., it's really easy to find)

Lee glared at her in defeat,"yeh baat in sab ke saamne bolna zaroori thi." He muttered under his breath.

(What was the need to tell this in front of everyone?)

"Isliye mujhe khud bata diya karo, ke mannat yeh baat kisi ko mat batana." She chuckled.

(That's why you should tell me by yourself)

After that everyone left one by one.

1 also shrugged the thought and then came the Saturday.

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

...Author's pov....

Emilie was sleeping peacefully on Tamir's shoulder, while aiman was trying her best to stay awake.

Tamir chukled at both of them.

"My amies are tired." He said in a barely audible voice.

He lifted them up, Emilie on his left shoulder and Aiman on his right shoulder.

He gently placed them in thier room and then draped a blanket over them.

He sighed in relief, "Mantasha, I wish you'll be here too."

His eyes got glyseri,a deep ache visible on his face,

"I wish we will get along again."

He gave a kiss on thier forehead carefully not wanting to disturb thier sleep, then he left from there.

He headed towards his room, and dialled a number.

"Hello!" He spoke.

"Yes sir!" Man on other side spoke.

"Book three tickets for India" he ordered, his voice hollow yet deep.

"Okay sir!"

Tamir hung the call,

"I wish mannat you are okay. I know I hurted you in past, still you helped me."

"Every time I needed you, you were there. Whenever others needed you you were there."

A tear escaped from his eyes, his heart twisting under his chest, as his words were really deep.

"But when you needed us, we were not. We failed mannat."

He finally broke out, slight sobs left out of his mouth,

"I am sorry" he whispered to himself.

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...Author's pov....

It was past afternoon, Aiman and Emilie were still sleeping in thier room.

While Tamir was sitting in the lawn staring at a rose plant in front of him.

It was branched and filled by bunches of deep red Indian roses. The native one's.

He lifted his head un when shoulder. As he turned, a smile tucked on his face.

"Angelina!" He hugged her slightly.

"Yes, devar ji!" Angelina a mature grown London girl. Same age as Tamir. Her blonde hair, brown eyes, and narrow lips, shaded with a pink tint lip gloss.

"You are learning Hindi?" He asked curiously. His eyes widened with a bit amusement.

"Yup, our daughters want me to learn." She answered sitting in front of him.

"Yeah, Thier Hindi is way more good than me." his voice lowered with the last word. His eyes shifted towards the plant in front of him. An exhausted sigh left from his mouth.

Angelina patted his shoulder and sighed," Still Missing Her." He just nodded his eyes staring the rose plant.

"Mannat Gifted Us This Plant." He let out a faded smiled, "Mantasha was so fond of roses, so Mannat herself planted it for mantasha"

Angelina smiled at him, "Tahir told me you booked tickets for India, Are you planning a vacation."

Tamir glanced at her, "yes, but not for me," he paused, "for our daughters."

Angelina gave him a confused look.

"I never thought of it earlier, but Aiman is someone who can be with mannat. And she also wants to know about mannat." He further added.

"What do you mean, she is just fifteen, you want her to go for a vacation alone, that too abroad"

"Dad is coming next week, I am planning to send Aiman there for vacations." He explained, his face was empty, his eyes finding something in air.

Angelina chuckled," Are you serious?"

"Definitely." His voice stern. steady and calm. Without any confusion or hesitation. Saying a pure statement, just like his father.

Leaving no confusion.

"Well, why all of a sudden? " Angelina asked, understanding his sternness and stubbornness.

"I want Aiman to meet Mannat, to meet our family... I want her to know what love and family is." Tamir explained.

"She already knows what love and family is, she is grown up in a healthy family."

"Healthy family!" He chuckled bitterly, "I don't think growing up without mother, and a workaholic father is healthy. I really don't consider it healthy,"

"I don't want her to feel the same way I felt for my parents. I was a boy who carried his last name as a burden everytime. I don't want her to feel the same burden." He further added

"I want her to know, what this last name worth, what she worths. Who her ancestors were who her parents are and her relatives."

Angelina titled her head to look at Tamir more clearly, she cupped his face slightly caressing his cheek.

"okay I get it, but Aiman won't go anywhere without Emilie."

Tamir chuckled, and held her hand. "I know, I have got her. Tickets too, don't worry, Bhabhi ji."

He said his last word in a British

accent, making Angelina laugh. "Your hindi accent is really bad, I can't believe you are an Indian native."

He scratched his neck in embarrassment." I know, but it's not my fault.

...Next day,...

On the dinner table,

"Paps, tell us what happened at the

sleepover, " Aiman asked sitting comfortably on her chair.

"Yes uncle, tell us, I couldn't sleep while night thinking of her." Emilie also joined Aiman, her eyes sparkling with curiosity.

Just then Angelina slightly slapped her hand on emilie's head, "liar, you can't sleep because you slept in afternoon."

She gave Angelina a sheepish smile then turned to Tamir.

"Uncle tell na! Please" her voice cute and sweet.

"Okay Ammie, let's start." He said.

........

...Tamir's pov...

I was excited really excited. finally some outing.

Everyone gathered in the hall,except Tahir and mannat.

"Kaha Sona hai.?" Lee asked.

(Where are we sleeping?)

"Tamir tum batao, terrace or lawn.?" Kaif asked me,

Every eye got fixed on me.I thought for a second. Lawn will be messy, as it is wet, because of grasses.

Terrace would be much better, and clean.

"Terrace." I adviced,

And everyone agreed,

After doing some chit chats, everyone went to terrace.

As I stepped on terrace, my eyes widened, with amusement.

Damn! The sun was setting down making the sky look like copper,

Birds flying making a V, branches waving making a peacefull environment.

Then the terrace big as a court, basket ball court. There were mattress laid in a line. Covering half of the floor. A mountain of Pillows in middle, and some scattered over other edges.

Folded Blankets placed neatly on a table near the mattress.

Few board games, and some books, placed on the table. Under the table there were three bottles and few glasses.

I sighed at the view, just then Mahir laid down

Or jumped on the mountain of Pillows,

"Maza aa gaya!" He exclaimed, his eyes closed.

Such a chaotic boy

One by one every one sat comfortably picking one pillow from the mountain.

Hifza with mahir, Lee with Kaif and pari with jiya. I was sitting at the edge comfortably resting my back against the wall, and legs spread on the mattress.

I grabbed a book, thankfully it was in English.

I am not a reader, but it is way better, than to see thier faces.

After half an hour or so, everyone laid down,

Gosh it was a bore. How Irritating?

Just then I heard a voice, "Mumtaaz nahi aayi?"

I lifted my head slightly, and gave him a tired glance,

Fuck it's him, that boy.

"Pata nahi kaha rah gay" Lee answered him, sitting on the mattress.

Just then jiya also sat, a book in her hand, she slightly removed her specs and then glanced at Mahir.

"Mahir, tumhe to pata hoga, kaha hai wo?"

Mahir stretched his arms lazily," jaha use hona chahiye." His each word was filled with thrill.

Such a dramatic person

Kaif slapped him on his head," abbe kaha hai wo?"

He deserves this.

Mahir whined, and then started rubbing his head," wo payal ke liye ruki thi, kuch kaam tha payal ko."

He answered, pulling out his phone. "Call karta hu."

He called, after a few rings, she picked up,

"Kaha ho shehzadi ji, apke pyare Bhai miss kar rhe hai aapko." Mahir mocked.

"Arrey wo..."She paused her voice a bit nervous.

Why? Is she in any problem?

"Wo kya? Kya hua?" Mahir asked, his face turned serious.

He really is concerned, not only him, everyone was.

"Ek chota sa, masla ho gaya hai. Mein jis gaadhi se aa rahi thi na wo kharaab ho gayi hai." She said nervously.

"Tu kaha hai abhi main AA Raha hu?" Mahir stood up ready to leave.

"Arrey Tahir bhai hai yahi, mere sath. Hum aate hai " she informed in a soft tone.

Tahir with her, but why?

"Tahir Bhai waha tere saath?" Mahir asked his eyes narrowed, with uncertainty.

"Haa wo dada huzur se kuch kaam tha to main daftar gayi thi, wahi Bhaijaan bhi the, to unhone puchha Maine haa bol diya."

Tahir was in office! He didn't told me, that. How rude!"

"Tu kaam wali baat akhri me kyu batati hai, budhhu." Mahir complained, making a sad pout, clearly broken.

Is he being dramatic again.

"Lo Tahir bhai se baat karni hai kya?" She spoke,

"Nhi-" Mahir tried to say, but I interrupted him in middle.

Let me ask him why he joined the office.

"Yes, I want"

My voice was loud, making everyone flinch slightly. I didn't want to say like that, but it's okay, no regrets.

Mahir threw the phone to me,and then laid down.

As if mobile was a ball, seriously.

"Hello Tamir."

"Bro when will you come?"

"Just few minutes"

After few talks I hung the call, and threw it back to mahir,

He catches it by one hand,

Nice catch though.

Just then I realised everyone staring at me.

"What?" I asked as I was confused.

Is there something on my face?

Or am I looking so handsome?

Well I always look handsome!

"Aapki English bahut achhi hai!"

Hifza exclaimed, her eyes sparkling.

*I can also say that, your hindi is*good.

But obviously this compliment is pointless as I am native English speaker

And they are native Hindi speaker.

I just nodded, then a question clicked,

She is always this curious, and also a bit immature kind a.

"Are you the youngest?" 1 asked, trying hard to not sound desperate.

She nodded slightly, her eyes sparkled.

"Why don't you ask some questions?" Jiya adviced, out of blue.

What does she even meant.?

"Question?" I back questioned her, she was an intelligent girl.

"Yes whatever you are curious to know about us?" She explained.

That's a good idea. I won't be bored.

Also I am bit curious too.

"Okay so, eldest?" I asked biting my lower lip.

I guessed it's her. But not sure.

Jiya raised her hand," me"

Well, I am good at guessing.

"Topper?"

my assumption was right again her. JIYA..

"Most fancy." I guess it's pari. As she always looks most pretty.

Everyone looked at pari, while she flipped her hairs.

Offcourse!

"Flirt?"

Everyone pointed Lee. I was getting confident as my all assumption were turning true.

I smiled internally,

Proud spread on my face.

Lee whined," I don't flirt, whatever I say girls just whirl over it. What can I do?"

Well, that's what every man says, to defend themselves.

Kaif slapped him slightly," liar."

I have noticed, they are good friends.

And Kaif is really into sports.

"Sport person?"

Everyone looked at Kaif,

God! Again I won.

"Two times state champion in football and currently captain of team." He announced, proudly.

Woah, I didn't expect him to be this good.

"Okay dramatic?"

My eyes were on Mahir, and somehow I was getting confused between mannat and him.

Both of them are drama duos.

"Maas" everyone pointed at mahir,

"Thank you for the compliment." He thanked, as if everyone was giving him noble prize.

But what the hell, is MAAS...

Just then the terrace door opened revealing her.

Brown kurta and floral salwar, with a matching dupatta

Her eyes were tired, she immediately ran towards Mahir and- thudh

She jumped on the pillow mountain, "maza aa gaya!" She giggled snuggling her face inside it.

Just like a kid, an adolescent or toddler maybe.

Cute,

Just after that another click," the cutest?"

I guess Mannat, or Hifza, or Mahir

These trios?

"Bitti" Kail and Lee said.

Four said in unison,

Then came mannat, she stood straight,

"Kya?" She asked, confused.

"Mannat?" I asked, are they calling her cat?

Nice Nick name though.

She is like a cat,

Notorious, Energetic, troublemaker,

"Kya chal Raha hai yaha?" She questioned placing her head on Jiya's lap.

Jiya slightly caressed her head massaging it.

"Tamir hamse kuch sawal puch Raha hai, aur hum jawab de rahe hai." Jiya answered her,

She nodded slightly closing her eyes.

Is she sleeping this early?

"Sleepy?" Mahir asked normally Mannat hummed and then she turned to other side.

"Favourite?"

It might be her too...

Mannat raised her hand," Beshak."

She giggled.

Now what?

"Head of the group?"

Everyone got quite,

Silence. Why? It wasn't that hard.

Just then Tahir entered.

"What took you so long?" I asked him, setting my eyes on him.

He sat near me, "Nawab Sahab Bula Rahe Hai Mannat."

Mannat sighed tiredly.

Why is Nawab sahab calling her, she is exhausted.

"Main aati hu aadhe ghante main." She said.

Aadhe ghante?, half an hour.

"Aadha ghanta?" Mahir, asked confused

"Hmn khana khaana padhega na, isiliye bulawa aaya hai, ab jaati hu warna huzur khud aa jaenge." She ran out.

Just then jiya sighed, "Nawab sahiba, your grandma."

The head,

"Wasn't she too old."

"Maybe she was, but she was our best friend. Our support system. She never left us alone."

"Aur unke jaane ka sabse zyada ghum meri billi ko laga!" Mahir spoke out, with a little sad tone.

Mannat? I forgot her medicines.

"Well why does she takes medicine?"

"it's not single incident, it is long story." Kaif answered, his eyes on sky

Lee asked without wasting single second" wanna hear."

"Tell him about kapoors marriage." Mahir mocked pari.

"Behave mahir, you are talking about my father. "Pari yelled, a bit angry.

"Yeah yeah!" Mahir rolled his eyes,

Tahir "which marriage?"

"You know who mannat's parents are?" Hifza asked.

God please do it slow, my eyes are just moving from here to there, they are aching.

"Mr. And Mrs. Kapoor!" Tahir exclaimed in confusion

"Then why is her last name Hatim?" Jiya asked making him confused.

Yes! That's A Point!

"And how is she your cousin?"

Kaif joined Jiya.

stop behaving like a reporter, or a lawyer telling thier opponent something.

"How Is Nawab Sahab Her Grandpa?" Lee also joined

That is a point. Bro!

I never thought it, but as long as I know, rajveer kapoor is not my uncle.

Then how?

"I don't understand?" Tahir spoke with disbelief.

"Jiya appi aap batao!" Mahir adviced, his eyes starring the empty sky.

Jiya sighed," Look Nawab Sahab Has Three Kids, "she started.

"Latif mamu your dad, Humna our mother, and Hatim mamu mannat's dad."

Hatim uncle? Mannat's dad?

"But she's mr. Kapoors child right?" I asked,

"Legally not biologically. "Jiya answered.

"it's terribly complicated. Bro. Full with twists and turns." Kaif, spoke like he was recommending a thrill movie.

"Let her tell you by herself." Lee adviced placing his hand on Kaif's shoulder.

"Are you kidding.? she is not healed. It'll affect her health. No one is asking her anything." Mahir warned everyone,

His voice was laced with anger and concern.

"let me explain." Hifza tried to calm the situation.

She stood," Hatim uncle married miral aunty.-

"Who is miral?" It slipped.

God! It really is complicated, man.

"Ayesh nanis daughter, miral mannat's biological mother."

She answered

"Means Shanaya Kapoor is not her mother." It's getting more complicated.

"Yes,.. no I mean" she herself got confused.

Is it even true.

Jiya thought of taking the lead." Hatim mamu married miral mami, after one year of thier marriage mannat was born. Then during her third birthday, mami died. Then everyone asked mamu to Marry Shanaya aunty, who is also hifzas fuffi."

God damn blunder.

"But after one year or so. mamu died in an accident, by that time mannat was five."

She added" she somehow knew that rajveer kapoor loved Shanaya aunty. So she tried her best and did thier marriage."

"It means pari is her step sister." Tahir asked looking at pari.

While pari just sighed, clenching her jaw.

Is she angry?

"No she is my real sister my fairy." Pari yelled again.

Mahir whispered to us" they are love related, not blood related."

I nodded slightly, this girl is way more interesting.

"That's it!" I asked.

"Yup-" Hifza spoke

Finally!!

"engaged.?" Tahir

Boom! Another bomb,

"Is she?" I asked.

I never thought that?

Mahir chuckled," she was, but it broke."

She was?? With whom?? And why did it broke??

"Why?" I asked.

"Because that man was a bastard, m"th"rf*ck*r" mahir cursed, under his breath, but it was audible.

"She really is complicated." My words slipped out of my mouth.

Hifza spoke sarcastically " her life is full of thrills adventures and even chaos."

"Pain And Horror, Too" Mahir corrected her.

"Love And Care Too" Hifza joined, her eyes fixed on Mahir.

"Wounds And Injuries Too"

Mahir also joined, his eyes narrowed looking at Hifza.

"Healers And Caretakers Too," Hifza smiled at him still maintaining the intensity.

"Tum Dono Ladh Rahe Ho Kya?" Just then Mannat came.

Both flinched, then without waiting Mahir left from there.

Mannat glanced him then Hifza," Is Ekloute Bachhe Ko Kya Hua?"

"Kuch Nahi Hua Pagal Hai Wo." Pari. Exclaimed

"Chalo Ab Kya?" Mannat asked sitting near pari.

Well, as if she is not engaged, she must have some one!

"Mannat do you like anyone?" 1 asked.

Silence., pin drop silence.

Mannat glanced at me then her cheeks turned red.

Damn she was looking like a damn doll "J.ji" she sluttered,

She was nervous,

Just then Mahir hugged her," meri Chandni ka ek Chand hai jaani." He announced teasingly.

Everyone giggled seeing mannat like that.

"Kon?" Tahir also joined, He was desperate.

Just like me?

"Wo Jo videsh se aaya hai, angrezi bolta hai, kuch nahi jaanta,

anjaan hai." Mahir spoke, looking at our direction.

Is he talking about us? No that's impossible.

"Kya hum use jaante hai?" Tahir asked smiling.

Why the hell is he smiling?

he likes her?

Damn he was a bachelor. Virgin

"Haa, aapse behtar to use aur koi nahi jaanta!" Mahir mocked,

Mannat started hitting Mahir mercilessly,

"Chup bilkul chup." She warned him showing her eyes.

Thinking he will scare, of what? Her face was getting more cute as she got angry.

Mahir laughed," arrey Chandni gussa ho gayi, Sharma kar tamatar ho gyi."

He ran, mannat also ran behind him.

Just then, "you!" Pari said.

"What?"

Did she said you, means me? Fuck

"She likes you and everyone knows it." Jiya confirmed

Everyone?

Tahir..." who knows?"

"All cousins"

Okay cousins, that's normal

"Mr. And Mrs Kapoor." Kaif said.

What?

"Maa and papa" jiya added

"Latif mamu and mami," Lee joined

Mom and dad!

"No way" I said.

"Literally everyone except you and him." Jiya informed us.

I can't believe it.

"But I never met her, did I?" 1 asked.

I wasn't sure.

"We did once, when I was Ten and you were probably eight by then. I remember" Tahir informed.

Did 1?

"Where?" I looked at him

"Here bro in India, once we came and you met an accident."

That's long time. I was so small.

"Yeah, but I don't remember her."

My eyes landed on Mannat, running behind Mahir.

Mahir came in a fast pace almost bumping on door, but then Mannat catched her hugging him tightly

"Bs kar pagal, thak gayi main."

She said gasped for air. she then closed her eyes, resting her head on his back.

Both Mahir and Mannat's breathes were syncing. Mahir was holding her hands, while mannat was panting heavily.

"Chal baith jaate hai," mahir asked, turning his face towards her.

Mannat sighed and laid down.

"Waise hum bhag kyu rahe the?" She asked.

"Pata nahi yrr, par maza aaya!" Mahir exclaimed, his eyes admiring Mannat.

Mannat approached a high five, to him

"Mujhe bhi,"

Both smiled at each other....

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