“ kehta hai us ke jaane se

kuch bhi nahi hua

'mahtab' jabki dil ka

woh dhancha badal gaya ”

...

■ Nawabgarh, 2007.

A breeze of chilly wind caressed her skin, she covered herself in the blanket even more and tried to get comfortable again. She was trying to sleep peacefully, when the voices of Sirens hit her eardrums and she got up with a jolt.

"Uff Allah."

Throwing her balnket on the other side and getting up from her bed, wearing her comfy slippers that have cute pom-poms on them, she walked like she's a model although she's not, but come on sometimes we all pretends to be that.

Sliding the curtains on one side she saw a group of cars passing by, her eyebrows raised in anticipation to know who could be this important person. "Well this shouldn't be my concern. I've to sleep tommorrow is my test. Yes. I should." Her inner monologue was going on, when her eyes drift onto the figure who walked out of the car, that was in the middle. She couldn't see the person, but he was a boy, a very tall one.

She was looking at him, just to see who it was. When she saw MLA Zubair Khan's right hand man Ghulam Farid by his side and her mouth fell open, Ghulam Farid is her father and she couldn't believe her Father ditched her parents teacher meeting just to assist MLA's guest. She closed the curtains with a heavy heart.

Sometimes we don't really know that a mere stranger will put us into a do or die situation.

...

“Rayyan.”

She ran towards her youngest son and hugged him tightly. He had been away from her for almost ten years now. Her husband and Rayyan's father didn't liked Rayyan's sensitive nature, Rayyan who was always drawn towards the feminine things most probably toys, it was an alerting alarm for her parents that he had some issues, so they decided to put him into an all boys hostel. Where he will learn how to be masculine.

So, right of them, he did become more mascular with those broad shoulders and chiseled face, he was the star of his school....but not anymore, because with time his sensitive nature turned into aggressive behaviour.

Rayyan Khan, youngest son of MLA Zubair khan was charged for the murder of his classmate Sai Moorthy. Soon gaining him the title of the murderer, when the opposition party goes to know about it, they painted this case as a religion Vs religion fight, not as a murder case. Sad for the laste Sai Moorthy in this whole chaos he didn't get justice or even a proper investigation because everyone is busy gaining their fair share of interest from it.

As for Zubair Khan, he saved his son and only he knows how much money he had given to the people involved in case including Sai's family who shut their mouth in return for ten million rupees. He couldn't send Rayyan back to the hostel, so just for the time being he take him back to Nawabgarh where he rules, like a King.

Zubair Khan was making faces while watching the mother son duo crying and hugging eachother. Well only Salma Khanam is crying her son was busy to understand who she was. Well in ten years with no contact with her, he really forgot his mother's face.

"Aap kon hai." (Who are you)

Rayyan raised his eyebrows in question, looking at his father then at his mother. Meanwhile Salma khanam has started crying with a very high pitch voice.

"Khotte dey puttar, aae maa ha teri."

(You son of a fool. She is your mother.)

Zubair Khan controlled himself from not throwing his branded shoes at his son's handsome face.

"Dad! If I'm khotte dey puttar as you say. Then you're my father which makes you khotte? Am i right Dad?"

Rayyan was genuinely Asking but this time he do received that branded shoe but on his face. His right cheek got swollen badly and Salma khanam started crying more because of that. Meanwhile Zubair Khan was trying to process what his youngest son just said, he had three sons too, Rahim being the Oldest is a lawyer and the twins Ruhan & Raheel both are in their final year of engineering, being twins they always do the same things. And on the last come Rayyan who was an average student but a fabulous sports person.

"Zehra." Salma khanam shouted and ordered her maid Zehra to give bring the first aid box.

Salma Begum was applying the ointment cream on her dear son's face and crying as well. Rayyan now feeling bad for her earlier question, how could he forgot her mother's touch and smell. After a very long time he felt loved.

It doesn't matter wherever we are, what we are, our mother always loves us no matter what. But not everyone is lucky, some just get the hatred.

...

"Afeerah...hurry up we are getting late." Saman Begüm called her daughter,as she was ready to lock the main door of their house.

"Yes Ammi one minute." Afeerah came out running and wrapping her black shawl which has rainbow coloured dots on the sides. She was wearing a black colour patiala suit. Her hair tied in a low ponytail, some flicks of hair is giving her a very fresh and lovely look. She was undoubtedly beautiful.

"Afeerah. Let's go. You know Salma khanam didn't like it when we get late."

"Yes Ammi lets go."

Afeerah was holding a bag of sweets, her mother was the head cook in Khan household. Meanwhile her father serve as the right hand man of Zubair khan, other than that Ghulam Farid has a meat shop too. They belong to a line of butcher's and loyal servants of Khan family.

"Ammi my hands are feeling numb. Please carry it na."

"Afeerah meri jaan. We are almost here. Just keep walking."

Saman Begüm was feeling guilty for taking her daughter at the Khan Mansion, even knowing she has a very important test in school. But what can she do, the work was too much and Salma khanam's youngest son is back after years. And Afeerah being an obedient daughter seeing her mother's worry offered to help her and coming here.

The gatekeeper's opened the door seeing Saman Begüm and Afeerah, they both greeted them and went in taking the bags of sweets with them.

"Ohhho Afeerah Beta." Salma khanam got happy seeing Afeerah, she had been like a daughter for her, which she never had.

"Assalamualaikum Khanam." Afeerah hugged her and kissed her knuckles with love and respect.

Saman Begüm seeing her with Salma khanam hurriedly went into the kitchen taking the sweet bags with her, she knew now Salma Khanam will not let her go easily and exactly that happened.

After giving a good massaging to Salma khanam, she let Afeerah go. Not before giving her notes of thousand rupees. Afeerah took it smilingly. Sometimes you've to swallow your pride, just to keep someone else's Rainbow of pride blooming.

Afeerah walked out of her room and when her ears heard a song being played on the radio, it was her favourite song, in a moment of daydreaming she went in the direction of the song. She saw a radio on the ground, and the song started playing again.

Her feets started moving on the beat and she forgot that she wasn't dancing in the safety of her room, but she was dancing in the empty corridor of Khan Mansion.

Hum hain man mauji mauj karte hain

Ishq ke waade roz karte hain

Roz hote hain tere hi charche

Roz jeete hain roj marte hain

Har taraf tu rubaroo hai

Saamne tu hi baar baar aaya

Pyar aaya pyar aaya

Saj-dhaj ke meri yaar aaya.....

( I'm carefree and I have fun all the time

I make promises of love everyday

People talk about you everyday

I live everyday and I die everyday

You're there wherever I see

You come in front of me again and again

My beloved has come adorning herself.)

Pyaar aaya pyaar aaya.....she was in her own world dancing and singing along with the singer, when her Voice got a break, when she saw a boy standing. His hands were in his jeans pocket and his eyes were looking at her amusingly. He looked at her for two minutes and Afeerah was trying to say something but nothing came out of her mouth.

"I was just going to the kitchen..."

Afeerah tried to say something but in a moment he was standing so close to her, his slick long fingers were on her button lips shutting her up.

“Aankh meri hai husn tera hai....tujhko dekhoon main, haq yeh mera hai.” ( My eyes and your body, its only my right to look at you.) Rayyan whispered in her ear and she felt a jolt of electricity in her whole body.

Afeerah was standing this close to a boy for the first time in her life. She has studied in All girls school her whole life and had never interacted with any male figure apart from her father and her elders. She was feeling different, she liked his fingertips on her lips, she liked what he just said to her. But the talisman broke, too soon.

"Interesting." Rayyan said amusingly, he was truly amazed by the changing colors of Afeerah's face. She was blushing from head to toe and her face was turning redder with every passing moment.

She ran away before anything wrong happens. She had too. Good girls don't go near troublesome boys. She reminded herself.

Afeerah had heard from the fellow servants, who were gossiping about how Rayyan Khan brutally murdered his own classmate, he had deeply cut Late Sai Moorthy with pocket knife, but only his face was cut down.

Afeerah gulped down the fear, and, taking a deep breathe. She plastered a fake smile on her face. Although she has left her heart in that empty corridor, where a troublesome whispered the lyrics of her favourite song in her ear tujhko dekhoo haq yeh mera hai.

Rayyan planted the first seed of love in Afeerah's heart. Not knowing it will flourish into a giant tree with roots so strong, that one day.... she'll turn into a Deewani.

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