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𝓔𝓿𝓮𝓻𝔂 𝓜𝓸𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝓞𝓯 𝓤𝓼 𝓘𝓼 𝓟𝓻𝓮𝓬𝓲𝓸𝓾𝓼 𝓕𝓸𝓻 𝓜𝓮

T H I R D P E R S O N

More than 2 decades ago; Shahnawaz Siddiqui, a successful businessman started making and breaking records as he built his empire. Nothing stopped him from reaching heights that were impossible to claim for his age and experience. He became an idol for the young lads and the ideal type for his female fans.

No matter how much he kept climbing, he never forget about his roots. Roots are important for the tall tree to stand higher. Hashir Javed Ali was Shahnawaz's childhood best friend. They grew up together in the same school and Hashir came from a middle-class family whereas Shahnawaz's father owned the town they lived in their childhood.

They were so close to each other that people started calling them stuck brothers. Their love and friendship were all nice until Shahnawaz's father wanted to send him out to the city for further studies. Shahnawaz opposed. He didn't want to leave Hashir alone nor could he take Hashir with him because his father didn't want Hashir around him because of his status. After a lot of arguments as the days passed, Shahnawaz agreed and decided to leave. With a heavy heart, Hashir bid him goodbyes. They were bitter awkward but they didn't have any other choice either.

Shahnawaz kept reaching heights but his root was Hashir and he made sure to send him letters now and then to talk with him. Hashir appreciated his concern for him because no one pleased his heart as much as Shahnawaz did.

Shahnawaz's family shifted to the city and sold the small town. One day, he decided to meet Hashir and went to his town. It was the happiest reunion the townspeople witnessed. The excitement, peace, that euphoric feeling was so unique for them as Shahnawaz Siddiqui had entered again in their lives. Time passed as Shahnawaz started staying in their old house for a few days.

On a fine day, Shahnawaz met Hashir's sister Myza. Myza was a pretty beautiful and smart young lady. The whole town knew how pretty she was from her childhood but Shahnawaz never noticed her. Slowly he started developing feelings for her. Even though she knew he liked her but she was afraid of being judged. Judged by his top-notch rich family. She tried to avoid him all the time and never stepped out of her home except for school.

She didn't want to give him a chance and she was afraid if she slips into the forbidden way. But Shahnawaz knew that everything in their religion was important and top of all the Dignity of Myza was the most important for him.

He talked with his parents about it. At first, they fought with him for choosing her as his mother had already chosen her sister's daughter Isha for him but Shahnawaz played the game of life card with them. Scared of losing him, they decided to tie the knot.

Myza became the eldest daughter-in-law of the Siddiqui family. A few days passed like walking on the rose-filled carpet but as time passed Isha grew frustrated. Isha had dreamt to be Shahnawaz's wife all her life unaware of the fact that Shahnawaz loved someone else and now Myza was living in her dreams.

After one suicide attempt, Shahnawaz mother thought of a plan to remove Myza from his life and treated her different at times. When he was home, she would treat her good but when he wasn't home, Myza was forced to do house chores. One day when she was cleaning a room in the villa. Tahir, Isha's brother got locked in the room.

Shahnawaz's mother played her game and made him stand in front of her. He tried trusting her but she had slowly blinded him about her with fake lies that she never committed. It made her leave his house. She couldn't tolerate all the lies they gave. When Myza's family got to know about it, they were all heartbroken and left for abroad to start a new life but after a few weeks, Myza knew that she was pregnant but she didn't have any courage to face him. So, she started living the way she wanted.

And the rest became history.

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Silence. A moment of awkward silence. Several eyes look at each other in anticipation, confusion and fire of rage. Hashir's eyebrows knitted following rage.

"Shah-na-waz?" His voice fluctuated and he looked keenly at Shahnawaz. He walked forward towards Hashir and tears of restlessness made their way down his cheeks. Shahnawaz came towards Hashir and asked in a hushed voice, "I have been trying to find her. I searched everywhere. I was framed. Mujhe maaf kardo. Mujhe nahi pata tha ke iss sab mein Myza ki koi galati nahi thhi. I know it's too late but where is Myza?"

(Forgive me. I didn't knew that in all this Myza wasn't at fault.)

"You want to know where is Myza?" Hashir questioned. "After all these years, you are asking where is Myza?" Hashir chuckled with brimming tears crossing his cheeks. The environment is filled with silence. Hashir clenched Shahnawaz's arms as he began yelling at him, "She died! Myza died! Saari zindagi tumhara diya hua jhoota ilzaam jhel kar chali gayi vo."

(All her life, she endured your fake allegations and left)

Shahnawaz stared taken aback from the shock. His Myza was dead. He longed for her forgiveness but didn't get it. "She led a very painfull life only because of you."

"Aise mat bolo, please. Mujhe phasaya gaya thha. Yeh sab ek galati thi," Shahnawaz requested with tears shedding from his cheeks.

(Don't say like that. I was framed. This was all a mistake)

Hashir smiled mysteriously asking, "Mistake? It was all a mistake?"

In a fraction of seconds; Hashir yelled, "Do you have any idea how your daughter and your wife suffered because of your damn mistake?"

"Hashir!" Shaista stopped Hashir from saying further. "Stop it and let's go."

She tried to drag Sahar out of the restaurant and Anam held Hashir's hand to led him out of the restaurant; Shahnawaz stopped, "Daughter? Do you mean to say, my daughter? I had a daughter?"

Anam didn't let Hashir answer any of the questions. Once there was a time when Hashir and Shahnawaz used to be best friends and everything got spoilt because of one reason and Shahnawaz liked Myza resulting in marrying her.

"Please Hashir. I had been restless all my life. Please,"

"Shahnawaz, I could never trust-" Before Hashir could complete. Sahar began, "Yes you did. You did have a daughter."

She dragged her slender body towards him and stood in front of him. Their families face each other like two different worlds facing each other after years of burning in fire.

"But sadly she died when she discovered that her father was someone who threw away her mother for a damn ridiculous lie!" Sahar yelled.

"Your daughter isn't mentally alive anymore. She hates her whole existence because she is your daughter. She loathes her body, her skin, her blood, her flesh just because she is your daughter!" Gritting her teeth in pure anger, she sighed to make herself a little comfortable.

"Sahar is yours and Myza's daughter, Shahnawaz." Looking at Sahar, Hashir revealed. For a moment, he shook his head uncertain to answer anything. His heartfelt emotions could not be named. It was all tangled emotions.

"Hashir!" Shaista warned to stop Hashir from saying further again. She didn't want to lose Sahar's happy self as she lost Myza years ago.

"No Ammi! It's high time that he should know about what all his family did to his daughter and wife. How Sahar has been living all her life without her father's shadow? Let him know. He deserves to know that his family were nothing but snakes who bite his love life and daughter. Sahar is still suffering from the bitterness of that poison. She led a restless life because of you, Shahnawaz."

He slowly went towards his daughter, who was shedding tears in silence. Expressing the agony she felt all her life. The guilt of not having a father all her life. Telling others that her father was somewhere else working for their family was a lie she kept repeating when she knew he would never come back home for her. Even though she hated what his family did to her mother but deep down she waited for the day she would face her father.

To tell him that Myza waited for him every day. To tell him that Myza had always good virtues about him and never told anything bad about Shahnawaz to Sahar.

"T-tum meri be-ti ho?"

He stuttered as he kept looking at her.

"She is not your daughter, Shahnawaz. You lost her the moment you lost Myza." Shaista stood between Sahar and Shahnawaz, stopping him as he stood in front of her.

"Ammi, Please don't tell things like that. I was framed. I didn't know earlier that Myza wasn't with Tahir. It was all a different thing. I didn't know."

"I have no words to say, Shahnawaz either way I don't want to. My daughter suffered because of you and now you are telling me you were framed. I don't need your stupid reasons!" Shaista walked out of the VIP section of the restaurant. Shahnawaz stood in front of Sahar staring at her. Qualities of him and Myza was created in her beauty. All his life, he thought he didn't have a child when a beautiful daughter was hating him from far away.

"I didn't know... Please forgive me." He begged.

There were 2 families in the restaurant. A moment of silence passed when Sahar looked up at him. "I understand if you didn't know but you claimed to love my mother. How can you not trust her?" She cried.

"I was blind that I committed such a mistake."

"It was not a mistake. It's a sin that you committed by not standing beside her. You broke her." She started running out crying. The rest of them came out of the restaurant a moment later.

Shahnawaz stood shedding tears. Shook by the events that recently happened. Myza had died, he wasn't forgiven. She led a bitter life because of him. If only he would have trusted her then things would have been different now. His love had died because of him and he didn't even know their token of love is alive Sahar.

He lay there unconscious due to overthinking all of a sudden.

• ° • ° •

"It was not a mistake. It's a sin that you committed by not standing beside her. You broke her."

Shahnawaz opened his eyes hurriedly, breathing inappropriately. Anxiety got the best out of him. He was back in his room in Siddiqui Mansion.

"Taaya abbu?" Shahveer's voice banged in the large turquoise themed room. He passed him the inhaler and sat beside him as Shahnawaz calmed down. Anxiety had got into him the moment he discovered it was all a lie. His mother had lied about Myza to this moment Anxiety never left him.

He let out a husky chuckle. Shahveer stared at him confused.

"My daughter hates me."

He sighed and continued, "What an irony? I never knew that I had a daughter and when I did, she hates me already. I wonder if Myza had even forgiven me or not."

"Trust me Taaya abbu, she would have. It would have been hard for her but she would have forgiven you. At least you didn't marry Isha Phupho after her. You knew she wasn't for you and Myza Taayi Ammi was the only one for you forever. You were loyal to her even after she was gone."

"Would she have?" Shahnawaz asked confused at the phase of life he is facing.

"I have a request, Shahveer." He looked at Shahveer with pleading eyes.

"Aap hukum karein," Shahveer said without any hesitation.

(Order me)

"I want my daughter Sahar here in my mansion with me. I want her to live for the rest of the few days before she gets married to someone."

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