Please return the book by the due date. Others have the right to read it too.
Is he surprised to see her or is he overjoyed?
People also say that the world is round, and when, right? He was returning from visiting his friend's father, he saw that cloth again near the pharmacy.
There was a woman with him. The woman's face looked a bit familiar. He tried to recognize her by putting pressure on his mind. His mind did not cooperate immediately, but when he reached home, his mind clicked.
The librarian briefly addressed the person in question. The person in question smiled and nodded in the affirmative.
He was impatient, despite wanting to, he could not finish the book. That is why today he was going to do the issue again. When he came home and opened the book, he immediately thought of this cute girl. He had seen her three times before in this library. Today, he also happened to hear her voice. He really could not decide whether she was more cute, her voice or not. Then her personality was so charming that he thought of her.
Oh, so they were both. The world is really cool, man, he said to himself, smiling.
He has many things to say. Then he called his mother. Today he had to talk to his mother in her water.
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Neera was used to exaggerating her minor ailments. The slightest pressure on her heart made her wild. She asked Freda to accompany her to the nearest hospital.
I am telling you pizza and noise today, Mom! He blessed me with that, he is not ready, you take the other with you. Yesterday, the mother had blessed her with light advice. She was angry with Ali, who changed her daughter on Monday, who did not care about her mother's pain.
Call Abbasi uncle, he will get you up early from the office and get you checked out by a doctor. Farda gave another free advice, Farwane.
"I will go with you," the stranger addressed them. Father would come home exhausted, considering their situation, he supported the other person's words.
While doing so, she offered to go along with him. And Neema sent him along with Shahrasat and went to get checked up with him. The doctor who checked him up with him
A simple and innocent girl who was a bit different from other girls her age. She certainly had a passion for studying to the point of obsession.
And the surprising thing was that the girl's preferences were the same as his. The books she had come to return today were also among his favorites, and they were on the side of the road. That night, before going to bed, he thought about this unknown girl for a long time. Due to his busy schedule at work, he didn't go to the library for the next week, so he went to the next one. On his day off, he went to the library, hoping to meet her while walking. He was surprised at his own state of mind. When she didn't show up at the library, he returned with a heavy heart.
Today he returned the book to the librarian for the current month, although he had not had the opportunity to read the book last week, but he did not want to make his girlfriend wait for him to buy it. On his return from Italy, he went to Paspal to visit the father of a friend of his, and saw the same girl sitting in the waiting room. He could not decide who he had suddenly offended, so he stayed in the waiting room.
I tried the recipes at home, then went to Aunt Fahmida's house to show off my skills:
Sabiha was worried about the kitchen ration running out soon. When she asked her husband for more rice, he would take it out of frugality and then give it back, saying that food was not easy and that money did not grow on trees. Sabiha did not like her husband because his niece's hobby was butter. This led to an increase in her income. Her turn to cook was first taken by Neha.
Help. Sabiha's status was like that of a helper. Cooking vegetables, kneading dough and baking bread, washing meat, etc. Cleaning the kitchen, cooking, washing, etc. Sabiha did all these things. Nasima would make and cook salads as if the entire responsibility of the kitchen was on her, but Nasima's time was still a blessing, and her expenses were on the books. China's expenses were under control. Now that Farda had taken charge of the kitchen, the entire ration would have been consumed in a matter of days. She would also eat foreign food along with local food. She would learn to cook. Two or four times something would go wrong, then she would gain proficiency. Sabiha would get tired of the sprawling kitchen and wrap it up.
"Go, why are you tiring yourself? Mom, it's going to be a mess! If you're fond of cooking, you should also know how to clean up the kitchen after cooking."
Beer addressed his mother. This had reached Nasima's ears.
If you care so much about money, then put your hand on the future yourself. That poverty is for all of you, you cannot be a four-baranari in various ways, in these or those saints. My daughter, going to Asrul and studying etc. is of no use. Only when she is useful for the house, a woman is valued in Saral. Just as your mother is a fool, so are you a fool. If you cannot learn anything from your mother, yes, even if you have not studied with your mother, then learn how to cook. Stand by your sister so that you too can cook something.
The pain was attributed to a gas leak, but after returning home, Nasima explained that the doctor's words were a role in the rounding of the ball, and that the pain in her heart was a result of tension, which she had not been able to explain.
The doctor was asking me to do a lot of extensive tests. I said, "Okay, doctor, if there is any space, then get the tests done," he told Abbas Ahmed in a very careless manner. What's the question of space, Nasima! If the tests are necessary,
If so, do it immediately. I will not give you the money tomorrow and the mansion will be taken for something. I have said it a thousand times, tomorrow for something a thousand times, I also have a daughter. Don't worry about her marriage. When the right time comes, the girls will be in their own house. Abbas Ahmed explained to his sister in a persuasive manner.
I am a fatherless child, Abbas Bhai! I am worried just thinking that if I am not there, what will happen to my daughter? She will become a member of her own family right before my eyes. She spoke in a hoarse voice.
The purpose of repeatedly mentioning this to Abhay was to make him think about marrying someone else before marrying someone else. If his wife had left the Haram Daham, Abbas Ahmed would not have even mentioned someone else.
Nasima wanted to settle her daughter's debt first with her brother's savings. She had already found a relationship in her own mind. Fahmida Aya's son Waleed - Farwa was quickly making a place in Fahmida Apa's heart and home. What were you and I, BA?
Walid had once or twice praised her handiwork and cooking skills. Farda was overjoyed at his praise. Now she set to work on her mission with more determination. When the path to a husband's heart is through the stomach, then surely the route to a potential husband's heart could also be the same. Farda was new at first.
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I was addressing my niece in a proud and arrogant manner.
Hey, where are you, my dear? Who spends more time in this house than you? My daughter was born to rule over the scum.
Qaima had adorned the eyes of her daughter with beautiful colors. She gave the gift of alms.
"Hey mom! I need money, I have noted a design from a magazine, maybe a suit from Salwa, and this time I will go to Fehmida's aunt's place and do the same. Waleed of Pes will also be at home on Sunday," he said in the program.
Yes, that's right. With the money Abbas Bhai has given me to go to the doctor and get a sheet etc., I will use the money to get the skin of the people who have been treated for tuberculosis to get rid of the disease by pretending to be a doctor. I will buy clothes and throw them outside. I will not even bother anyone.
It won't be. No, but if uncle asked to see the port near the sea, what would he say? It wouldn't be new.
I will say anything. That is not your Ummah. It is your performance and which Imams are you, Mr. Ellis, the doctor? I will take it out of the old Porsche and show it briefly. I have to give the Ansal report verbally. I will remove four more diseases. Munir, enjoying his words, smiled and addressed me like this. The fear was also openly lying there.
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The hard work of both mother and daughter was beginning to pay off. The one who had been drinking well since the previous day had begun to disperse with a bit of openness and acceptance.
He had appreciated the taste of her hand from the beginning, now that he had bought it yesterday, he began to appreciate it. What did the future hold?
She started taking medicine. Fehmida, along with being a simple woman, also helped in renovating the house.
You knew how to cook very well, Pechu! Yet your in-laws did not appreciate you. Even without wanting to, the word slipped from Jeer's mouth. Khema made a mountain of her own mustard and wanted to shed those tears in front of Ahmed that the other person's sorrow came.
Abbas Ahmed scolded his daughter in a very bad way and asked her to apologize to her aunt, and at the same time ordered her to give every beautiful hand to Farda. Neera and Mara would run around in a state of rage. In Farda's face, the police station detention center
I should not have left the embrace of attraction. Please forgive me. She lowered her eyes and apologized to him.
Hey, P. Amira, this was a small goal, some of it is either that you love me more than tomorrow, you have found its head.
Okay, Turtle, now I will learn cooking from you. One day I will tell you how to eat and one day I will take care of the body of the deceased in the same place where Qareer eats. The next day, I will take care of his affairs, then I will tell him how to do other things. It will be fine until then.
"Father, how did you bear the scolding with so much patience? Now she will ask with great discretion and politeness. You should definitely do the same to her."
This time Abbas Ahmed also smiled a little. For the first time in his life, he had told Mir about this alliance in front of him. As he was leaving, Hussain had signaled him to be quiet with a wink.
The arrow is not becoming very clever, I read it and later addressed my mother.
Farwana, who was completely unfamiliar with interior decoration, drew Walid's attention to it.
Da Bakhsh said that buying expensive furniture and equipment does not make a house a home, and that such a beautifully built house does not look good without decoration. He addressed Dalia in a very personal way, filled with kindness.
Walid was speaking and Farda was facing the death of her marriage. So Walid's urgent call came. He started listening to the call while looking around, but Farda kept standing still. It was not even in her imagination that the goal would be achieved so quickly. She wanted it, and there she started playing Bhangra with joy, but hiding her inner joy, she came to her mother and Fahmida in a calm manner, smiling. There too, the topic of Walid's marriage was raised.
"Thank God, Waleed has agreed to marry me. If I hear from you that you are well, I will go for Umrah." Let's go. This month is getting dark. Let's go home in the evening. Farda addressed her mother.
"Yes, it's really late. Waleed's friend is coming to meet you, otherwise he would have left you guys. The driver is on leave today. I tell Waleed to call and get him in." Aunt Fahmida used to get up to tell her son. I used to tell Aunt Bane
"What was the need, to leave now, to leave Shosha?" After a long time, Fehmida had come to your point. Nasima spoke to her daughter in her native language.
Have I deliberately broken the conversation and told her that Laila Bani! Your daughter is not cheap, that Hamida aunty is sitting on her seat without wearing thick shoes and talking about her relationship. The matter will be done according to the rules, the method, mother! No, that aunty, go to Abbas uncle and accept my formal relationship, please be patient.
She had been so happy that her daughter had become silent as she had given in to the result. When she returned home, Farwana had told her mother the whole story.
Thank you, my Lord, for your heart's desire
"You are absolutely right, my friend, but I don't have the time to pay attention to these matters. The two places are so far away that they can't visit before a year and a half, and neither they have any interest in these things, nor their health would allow them to get involved in these affairs. Now tell me what I should do."
"If you don't mind, I'll give the drawing room, dining room, and lounge a new look, and at least work with you to set up the house."
Great idea, why should I mind the song? Walid immediately agreed. He bought the house decoration materials together with Walid. He ordered some, but in a few days the house was decorated properly. Fahmida was not tired of praying for him, so Walid was also grateful to her for taking a personal interest in this matter.
"What kind of talk do you have? Walid Al-Hamid is a great lady, so what do I call her Kaur? She is like my aunt to me. If you call her me, I too feel like her daughter. I have not felt any alienation after coming to this house, so don't thank her like strangers." She reluctantly interrupted Walid.
I myself want to make you a part of this house. They think that Nasima aunt will be angry, but my position is that Karim, we are not equal, let's talk and see. What's wrong with that, but...... but
Nasima Noor had become a grateful slave of God. Now both mother and daughter were waiting for Fahmida to come and be their mother.
After the rain, the frogs that were croaking in the bushes had given Nasima a regular fright, and then that mischievous old man quickly tied a stone to his head and took aim, leaving a good mark on the man's forehead.
And Nahid Bani apologized to the lion. Whenever she tried to push Kaka away, but Nasima did not agree to stay there any longer and followed Abdul Wahid and returned the same day.
Now, as Naheda was reciting odes in honor of her son, scenes from the past came back to Nasima's mind. She listened with great dismay to the words of this illiterate, barren woman.
My Muaz is so obedient, so capable, so educated. There is no girl of his age in the village. Either everyone is older or much younger than her. Then I thought of finding a girl from the city for my shy son. But Allah put an idea in my mind. Abdul Wahid, my brother, may Allah grant him paradise in every way. His daughter must have become young. The sign of my late brother must have become young. The sign of my late brother! And make Peer the beauty of my house. Nasima, you too, should become a brother once. If you see my Muaz, you will be happy. He has turned out to be such a handsome and young man, you will do it immediately. Naheed's happiness was at its peak, Nasima turned away in frustration. How educated is your son? Full of pride
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Within a week, a match was arranged for Ahmadi Farda, but neither Waleed nor Fahmida was the matchmaker. Naira's late husband Abdul Wahid's maternal aunt, Zadban, came to ask for Farda's hand in marriage for her son. After her husband's death, Nasima neither
I had not contacted the parents myself, nor did the Saral parents try to maintain a strong connection with them at the police station. Farda's grandparents had become dear to Allah when they were young. Aunt, uncle and aunt were in their own lives. On the occasion of their children's weddings, they sent invitation cards to Neem and Farwa once or twice. Naseema neither went herself nor sent Farda, after that, these people did not consider it necessary to remember them even on the occasion of the wedding, now after so many years, they are still looking for Abbas Ahmed's house, car and car. Can't find
He said to himself, "Nasima was surprised by his arrival, so she was surprised to hear about his relationship with her." Abdul Wahid's maternal uncle, Bekan, has gone to live in a village, Debat. Even in his youth, he used to look like a pando. Now, even wearing good shoes and clothes, the impression of being a peasant will not go away.
He asked in a manner.
I am very educated, my brothers are also very educated, I have completed my studies, now I have become a big officer, I have done my duty in the city, or if I am. Naheed said in a written tone: I am also educated in the commissioner's office.
She knew. She was, what was the history of her being. In the most backward area she belonged to, even a matriculation pass was considered educated there. She was
Boy pass FA or BA kuch to knowledge A pass pani kuch to knowledge will happen?” Naseema asked sarcastically.
Naseema also remembered her father's name, which she had brought up with her today. Once Abdul Wahid had taken Neha Fakhar along to meet his cousin. What was Naheed's name like to his two guardians? Naheed's name was a naughty and mischievous child, pampered by two guardians. With a vest in his eyes, a naked number, and a talisman in his raw faith, he used to run around barefoot after the chickens' chicks.
Two and a half year old Farwa was afraid of chickens and Ka Ka would hold her in his hand and scare her even more.
What further education do you have than FA, BA, brother! I have so many A's and B's, so I can understand. So, if you understand the sarcasm of the field, tell me what a mess you are. I can understand.
Didn't bother. Sitting there, I said, "Allah Hafiz." I came to the cape to see them off. At that moment, the arrow entered through a different door. Seeing an unknown woman with her mother, she was a little surprised, but she greeted her with respect.
It only happens when you come from B to B. What kind of talk is your son doing? Nasima has completed her studies, ask for details, but once I met one of my sons, you yourself asked for the details of his degrees. They are closed. Bar
My? Seeing the hidden benefit, Sabiha introduced me. My friend or uncle?
"Masha Allah, Masha Allah, she is a very sweet girl, stay safe, daughter." He had stroked her head.
"Did you read the question? Seeing the dog in his hands, he asked in a tone, "I didn't come, I'm coming from the library."
Bir had replied politely. Naheed Begum nodded her head in affirmation or gave Sabiha a farewell hug and left. She had told him to wait for her in the same manner she had come. Now she had sat in it and gone back.
Hath Mere Mir asked his mother about the woman, Sabiha had briefly introduced her.
Muaz was anxiously waiting for his mother at home, but when he returned in such despair, he immediately realized that the matter would not be resolved. I had already told you about Abdul Wahid.
Puri owns her own skull. When she was the only child, Nasima never spoke directly to her husband's relatives. Now why did she go to marry her daughter among these relatives?
He refused immediately, without even taking time to think.
Haka Moaz was stunned after hearing his mother's words. He was not capable of smiling at all. How could he refuse without anyone seeing him? He had a wound on his personality, and he was right to have this wound.
I am convinced that I went to bed, but Naheed is not going to give birth. What kind of education did I get in your family that I would throw my daughter there too? I refuse. Nayar, showing his memory, had shown the green flag. Naheed's face was flushed with this refusal.
"Is this your final decision? Will you even see Muaz?" he asked in a shy manner.
Hey, what kind of a fool would you be to see my son, that I should go and see him? If you say no, then you say no. Naseem had spoken with knowledge.
Sitting as a silent spectator in the drawing room, I was overwhelmed by the sight of this poor woman.
If you want this, then please accept it. Baji Mir has not made hospitality etiquette. New
I can't find it. I'll call Rawa once, just hold the mark of my late brother to my chest and make him love me. She spoke in a dead tone. Nasima called out to Farda in her grief.
She came bound and tied up and after a halting greeting to her relative's aunt, she immediately turned back. Naheed Begum also got up to go to the university in great disappointment. Nasima even tried to let her out to the door.
He was shocked to see this familiar face. When had he seen it before? He couldn't immediately remember where. When he reached home, Hafiz Madad couldn't remember. This woman was the wife of Amma's late fifth-born brother Abdul Wahid.
Abdul Wahid Mamu was often mentioned in their home. He was Naheed Begum's first cousin and also a best friend of Aba. In his youth, he had faced four deaths. Ama, Aya often remembered him and their family history was also repeated, how his Begum kept his life restless and did not return to contact the Saral family after his death.
In the family album of my mother, in the pile of pictures of Wahid uncles, most of the pictures also include his wife. She is a beautiful woman, but she has a big black spot on her right cheek. This beauty used to be a bit of a shame for me. When the recognition stage was over, I was surprised by the secret flowing from the dream of my mother, who had a pomegranate. She had not changed much in the past years. She had kept herself very quiet and what a happy revelation it was that the girl on whom Muaz had become a god was the daughter of Wahid uncle. No, he was not aware of her name and address. He immediately called his mother in Tata and from where: her close relationship came out and he himself told her about her relationship. He could not hide anything from his mother. Even now, he has shared the status of a guardian with his mother.
"You be prepared, Abi, I'm coming to pick you up this Saturday. You go to Nir Aiti's brother's house. Zahid will contact the names and get his address." He took Abdul Wahid's. Taking the name of the younger brother, the mother was urged. Taking the name of the mother is
It's not difficult to find shelter, my dear, but that person is of a different temperament. God knows whether he would like to meet us or not. Nahid Begum was a little hesitant.
From his student days to his professional life, girls were crazy about him. Along with his masculine charm and intelligence, it was his natural nobility that he kept his dignity. That's why Zahid Khushk was famous among his friends.
Coming from a working village background, he was the first person in his village to earn a Chartered Accountant degree from Pakistan's most prestigious institution, relying on his intelligence, and was now appointed to a very good position in a government department.
Education was the only brother of four sisters. Khera was the only brother of two or four sisters. The darling of the whole family. When he turned to the city to pursue education, his mother and sisters were in a bad state. He himself did not seem to care for him. Gradually they became friends, but from where did friendship take precedence over all other friendships? Despite the rigorous study schedule, he also had a foreigner who was a patron of literature and who must have had some masterpiece in him. As time passed, the reward of immense hard work was in the form of glorious success. Recognition
The glorious job was also the result of his intelligence, ability and the prayers of his mother and sisters. Now the mother and sisters had only one demand, they wanted to see Saber-Asia on the head of their beloved. The beloved was going to take them away.
Then the one who considered love at first sight to be love, his own girl bumped into him in the library. And he was guilty of this foolishness. He was a believer and a lover.
Due to the hectic schedule of his job, his passion for studying was now being affected, but still, out of habit, he used to visit the library every day. In this library, he used to go to every destination. Every time there was a girl whose name and address he didn't know, but his heart was filled with the image of her. Then that girl took him to the hostel. Then he met the woman she was with, who looked exactly like her.
From his student days to his professional life, girls were crazy about him. Along with his masculine charm and intelligence, it was his natural nobility that he kept his dignity. That's why Zahid Khushk was famous when his friends met.
He was shocked to see it. He could not immediately remember when and where he had seen this familiar face before. When he reached home, Hafiz came to his aid. This woman was the wife of Amma's late brother Abdul Wahid.
Abdul Wahid uncle was often mentioned in their house. He was Naheed Begum's first cousin and also a best friend of Aba. How he had met with an accidental death in his youth. Aman, Aya often remembered him and their family bed was also repeated, how his wife kept his life restless and did not return to contact the Saral family after his death.
In the many pictures of Wahid Mamu in Amma's family album, his wife was also present in most of the pictures. She is a very beautiful woman, but the large black band on the right cheek slightly eclipsed this beauty. When the recognition stage was completed, Raz was also surprised, there had been no significant change in this lady in the past years. He was making himself very proud and what a happy revelation it was that the girl on whom Muaz had given the name of God was the daughter of Wahid Mamu. Not only was she unaware of her name and address, but also her close relationship with him had come to light. He immediately called his mother in Kano. He could not hide anything from his mother. Even now, he has shared his guardianship with his mother.
You get ready, Mom, I'm coming to pick you up this Saturday. You're going to Neer Ai's brother's house. Contact Zahid Namo and get his address. He urged his mother, taking the name of Abdul Wahid's younger brother. Ka-ka
It's not difficult to meet my friend, but that person is in a different mood. God knows whether he would like to meet us or not. Nahid Begum was a little hesitant.
Coming from a rural background, he was the first person in his village to own a house, who, on the strength of his intelligence, had obtained a chartered Aka Desi education from Pakistan's most prestigious institution and was now appointed to a very good post in a government office.
He was the only brother of two or four sisters. He was the darling of the whole family. When he turned to anyone for education, his mother and sisters turned to him for education. He was the only brother of four brothers. He was in a bad state. He did not seem to like him in the village itself. Gradually, they became friends, but did friendship with him take precedence over all other friendships? Despite the hard study schedule, he would have had some masterpiece of foreign literature on his head. As time passed, the reward of immense hard work was in the form of glorious success. The owner
So. The glorious job was also the result of his intelligence, ability and the prayers of his mother and sisters. Now the mother and sisters had only one demand, they wanted to see the glory on the head of their beloved. The beloved was going to drain them
Then the one who considered love at first sight foolishness had himself committed this foolishness. That girl of Man Momini and Kani was the ruler in that library.
Due to the hectic schedule of his job, his passion for reading was now being affected, but still, out of habit, he used to visit the library every day. In the same library, I used to introduce him to every girl whose name and address he did not know, but whose image he cherished from the bottom of his heart.
He was crying. Then that girl took him to the hospital. He was crying. Then that girl took him to the hospital. The woman he was with, Muaz, told him about her problem.
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"Oh my god! Tell me what she said? Where is she coming from? Did she really mention the library?" "Where are we? I'm lying." Naheed Begum stared at her son.
Well done, your bad bargain. Bharat immediately refused. Oh God, if she confesses, what will become of me and how much I am a fool. How did you understand that she can only be your daughter after seeing a girl with a baby girl? Okay, dear mother, tomorrow, this rain will come and you will go to them again and this time bring a gift. If those people see me once, they will not meet me, then whatever answer they give, I will accept it, then I will not bother you again. Promise is firm.
He was going, as was agreed upon. Two mothers' hands were in their own way, holding two mothers' hands, he was going to say "Nan Ashab" in his own way. Seeing his son's restlessness, Amir was not happy. He had to go there again the next day.
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This time, he also met Abbas Ahmed at home. With great hope, he did not ask for a relationship with anyone other than Dabbas Ahmed. It was a sharing.
"Look, brother, don't reject them immediately like your sister-in-law. Let's meet once for me, then whatever decision they make, I will happily accept."
Abbas Ahmed nodded in the affirmative, but after he left, he explained to Neema in a sincere manner.
What kind of food is this woman, I have forgotten about her relationship with the other woman, and I have come to ask for more than just food. If the relationship is reasonable, then I will be happy.
You go once, but you'll see the rest later. He was in Egypt.
"When the mother was such a bad person, how could she have raised her daughter? I am already worried after hearing you. Muaz, from the chest of this simple Imran woman!" she said with concern in her heart.
No, mother! She is very different from her mother. She is a slow, gentle, and very composed person. You will see her and you will be amazed by her. He was sure of it.
Okay? I'm coming to the city. Naheed Begum agreed immediately.
She had the kind of mother who would even try to grab the stars from the sky at the request of her child. How could she put aside her beloved's wish? She immediately agreed to the promise after meeting her ill-tempered brother-in-law. Then, exactly as she had feared, Nasima had refused in a reserved manner. When she told this answer to Muaz, the smile on his face faded.
I don't know what pearls of mine you see in this girl, if you are my daughter, but the point is, she is completely focused on the mother, neither distinction nor civilization, while in this house, I have to see another girl too. Such a cuteness that simplicity has descended into the heart and when Ali Mari's heart revived, it felt like bells were ringing in my ears. I didn't even know her, but when I asked where my daughter was coming from, she replied with such acceptance, "Come! I'm coming from Tabriz."
She was speaking in her own tune. Muaz Achhal
"Yes, what did you say again?" he asked eagerly.
I'm saying that she's such a cute girl.
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"Oh my god! Tell me what she said? Where is she coming from? Did she really mention the library?" "Where are we? I'm lying." Naheed Begum stared at her son.
Well done, your bad bargain. Bharat immediately refused. Oh God, if she confesses, what will become of me and how much I am a fool. How did you understand that she can only be your daughter after seeing a girl with a baby girl? Okay, dear mother, tomorrow, this rain will come and you will go to them again and this time bring a gift. If those people see me once, they will not meet me, then whatever answer they give, I will accept it, then I will not bother you again. Promise is firm.
He was going, as was agreed upon. Two mothers' hands were in their own way, holding two mothers' hands, he was going to say "Nan Ashab" in his own way. Seeing his son's restlessness, Amir was not happy. He had to go there again the next day.
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This time, he also met Abbas Ahmed at home. With great hope, he did not ask for a relationship with anyone other than Dabbas Ahmed. It was a sharing.
"Look, brother, don't reject them immediately like your sister-in-law. Let's meet once for me, then whatever decision they make, I will happily accept."
Abbas Ahmed nodded in the affirmative, but after he left, he explained to Neema in a sincere manner.
What kind of food is this woman, I have forgotten about her relationship with the other woman, and I have come to ask for more than just food. If the relationship is reasonable, then I will be happy.
You go once, but you'll see the rest later. He was in Egypt.
"When the mother was such a bad person, how could she have raised her daughter? I am already worried after hearing you. Muaz, from the chest of this simple Imran woman!" she said with concern in her heart.
No, mother! She is very different from her mother. She is a slow, gentle, and very composed person. You will see her and you will be amazed by her. He was sure of it.
Okay? I'm coming to the city. Naheed Begum agreed immediately.
She had the kind of mother who would even try to grab the stars from the sky at the request of her child. How could she put aside her beloved's wish? She immediately agreed to the promise after meeting her ill-tempered brother-in-law. Then, exactly as she had feared, Nasima had refused in a reserved manner. When she told this answer to Muaz, the smile on his face faded.
I don't know what pearls of mine you see in this girl, if you are my daughter, but the point is, she is completely focused on the mother, neither distinction nor civilization, while in this house, I have to see another girl too. Such a cuteness that simplicity has descended into the heart and when Ali Mari's heart revived, it felt like bells were ringing in my ears. I didn't even know her, but when I asked where my daughter was coming from, she replied with such acceptance, "Come! I'm coming from Tabriz."
She was speaking in her own tune. Muaz Achhal
"Yes, what did you say again?" he asked eagerly.
I'm saying that she's such a cute girl.
You will get angry, so it is not right to refuse immediately.
It was as if a bomb had been dropped on the senses.
"I really liked Majaz. I really liked Muaz. I told Nahid that Begum would say yes. She would come with her daughters for a few days and perform small rituals. Then I would tell them to do the rituals that they had to do. We would go and do the rituals."
You would have taken me away once. I am the mother of Khair. Such a big decision in her life and you did not consider it necessary to ask my opinion. Sabiha's grief knew no bounds. What have you done that is not fundamental?
"I am also someone else's father, why would I make a wrong decision for my daughter? You don't even trust me that much."
They were angry with him.
Even if you didn't take me with you, Abbas Sahib! But you should have asked for some time to think, Amin, and then you would have answered in the affirmative, but mine is not so cheap, nor was it so heavy on you. What do those people think?
For the first time in her life, Sabiha is arguing with her husband. Her love for her daughter had forced her to stand up for her husband and tell him what was right, but it was all in vain. "Some people are like that."
Those people are not thinking of giving anything like that. These foolish things are your own invention. They had no place for happiness and why would they be ungrateful for blessings by asking for time to think? Such a relationship brings fortune to those who are lucky. Prostrate and thank God and do as I say. He advised his wife, took his wife and went to the city.
Qabiha sat down on the throne in a weary manner. Nasima and Farwana looked at each other. Both of them had smiles on their faces. With great difficulty, she controlled her smile and came closer to Bhaoj and --putting her hand on his shoulder-- consoled him.
"I have a quick and categorical denial from my side, Abbas Bhai. I have no daughter in this family, but I will not forbid you. If you think that I am a match for Mir, then in the name of Allah, please make the relationship appropriate."
At the request of the latter, Abbas Ahmad fell silent for a moment. He had never made a difference between his daughter and brother, but often gave priority to his sister-in-law over his daughter. He also used to give her the same status as his brother and the relationship that seemed inappropriate for his daughter, he easily told her to agree to it for Mir. However, he had sacrificed many lives for his wealth, but this situation was temporary. After three or four days, he met Muaz.
If the boy becomes reasonable, I won't take him with me. For now, I'm going alone because he had already harassed Faiza before he could say anything.
The relationship that Neera rejected for tomorrow, what respect did the Major have? Mir was surprised, why did Baba bring this relationship under consideration for Jeer?
Why are you worried, your father has only been seeing the boy. I don't think he will take this relationship seriously. She is a blue girl from a village background. There is a lot of difference between us and them. Going to see the relationship is a slow process. Your father's gentle nature did not allow him to immediately refuse to go and see Nahid. I think he has gone to keep his heart and I hope he will apologize today.
I am also heavy with love. I was trying to explain to my daughter that I was dear. I understood what Mir was saying. My tense nerves calmed down, but Abbas Ahmed brought back the news that Ahmed brought.
Abbas Bhai must have said yes after thinking about it. Why are you worried?
And in the morning, while opening the door, Umair was congratulating him on the completion of his marriage. It was as if someone had squeezed blood from the other side. She was sitting motionless with a completely white face, and when she heard it from her mother, Muaz's childhood appearance was like a child. At the same time, she was continuing to do nothing.
In all this game of fate, where is my daughter's fate going to be, this Sabiha Bhabhi and then I can't even think. Even on the arrangement of the non-event, I whispered in my daughter's ear. Bharat and Miki had not done anything to her, yet I don't know what they had done to both of them. At every turn of life, they had compared Farda and Bir and had always tried to find out what Prakash was and what my every happiness was in the swing of their daughter.
Well, it's been a long time since Fehmida went to your place, nor did she contact you herself. So you said that very soon those people themselves will come to ask for a relationship, but they haven't changed their mind. Qeema, the friend of the heart, told her daughter that -
God forbid, what kind of things do you talk about? Waleed said something about me in words and wants to make it a part of his business. You know his business business. Someone's boss will be famous in the sentence. Tawfiq uncle has become a member of the mosque. Fahmida Arna obviously comes with Waleed. Only then will he get mercy and bring his aunt, right, Ammi." To Farwane
My mother said, "We're going to visit there again tomorrow." If Walid teases him, tell him to be straightforward with Weir instead of trying to talk nonsense.
Okay, send your mother in a proper manner? There are also proper ways to send your mother to the forest. Appeals opened there. Farda had agreed to his mother's words, nodding his head in the affirmative.
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"So what are you cooking, sir?" Walid asked, smiling sheepishly as he entered the kitchen.
Ka Cha. Right now, it's my turn to make noodles. Aunt Fahmida is saying that if I fry it first, I'll make it for dinner today.
Tears filled Abir's eyes. There was not a single corner in this house where she could freely shed even four tears. It was absolutely not her nature to shed tears in front of Farda; she was not free to do so. Exercising great restraint, she prevented the tears from spilling out, and at night, Jan was soaking her pussy with three fingers. The picture of a family that Farda had drawn and, above all, the stories that Bed Benyam's uncle had told her with great pleasure, I could not get rid of any happy thoughts about this relationship in Peer's pregnant mind.
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The following week, Nahid Begum came with her four married daughters to wear the false dress of a non-Muslim. They had all given a lot of charity to non-Muslims and were now rich. Kotahid Begum was a woman of rural origin and simple temperament. But her daughters' daughters seemed reasonable to Sabiha. She did not write and
The fear that had been brewing in Sabiha's mind for so many days regarding Nayar's Sarali relatives had died down. Nasima had always told stories of the quick temper of her Sarali family, but they didn't seem like that. Mir didn't seem like that in the eyes of people outside, just as quietly as I was, I would not be able to hide my hijab, nor would I be able to prove that I had become a ruler by quietly wearing it in the public eye.
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