Why do you kidnapped me?" Suddenly she turned towards me asking.

I don't know why dada jaan kidnapped her? It took me a while to register how she was here. She accused me of her kidnapping . It was only then it clicked me that she can't be here on her own. She must be brought here. As she mentioned she was kidnapped. The bodyguard who followed her when she was marching towards me proved it. And as much as I know no one would dare to bring some kidnapped girl in dada jaan's den without his approval. So I asked Anwer to call dada jaan. And the look he gave me when I asked him about her was enough for me to confirm my doubt that she was kidnapped under his supervision. I was in rage but somehow controlled it. How can he do that? He said that he need to talk. I don't know what it would be? I hope I get some reasonable explanation from him for this indecent act of his which is obviously a crime.

"I asked you something." I snapped out hearing Miss Hasan as Umar use to call her growling.

"I didn't." I told her glancing at dada jaan.

"Don't you dare to lie." She hissed bowling her fist as if ready to blow me again.

Man it did hurt.

"He is not lying." This time I heard dada jaan and looked at him. He wasn't meeting my gaze.

Maybe he is guilty.

Obviously he should be.

"What do you mean by he is not lying? Oh wow!!! I guess you are defending him. don't you?

Why not?!! He called you dada jaan. It means he is your grandson and you are supposed to defend your grandson. Aren't you?" She was blabbering assuming everything on her own.

This girl is very fond of talking I guess.

But who's not?. Every girl I met till now has this ability of talking non stop without giving another one chance to at least say yes or no.

Maybe there will be some exceptions but those exceptional girls never paid visit to me so I'm unaware of them.

"Can we please talk? I promise, you will know everything. Just give me a little while and I don't lie." Dada jaan said gesturing her to follow him.

She nodded and followed him inside.

I don't know why dada jaan need to talk to he?

Oh My Allah I'm certainly going to end up in some mental hospital with all this chaos that is happening in my life.

Dada jaan told he wants me to meet phuppo's (father's sister) daughter and here I met...... no, no actually I got hit by a kidnapped girl whom I know as a trouble maker in my life from some days and worst part is she thinks I had kidnapped her.

"Haroon I need you to be with me." I heard dada jaan who was called me and basically wants me to join his little talk that he wanted to do with miss Hasan.

"Ok, I'm coming." I said following him.

He took us I mean Miss Hasan and me to phuppo's room.

Strange!!!

Because no one was allowed there except those maids he use to take with him to clean her room from time to time.

I didn't say anything and just followed him.

First dada jaan entered followed by Miss Hasan and then me.

My gaze instantly fell on the picture hanging over the wall above the bed post. Phuppo was smiling in it . Her smile was full of life.

I felt my eyes stinging and a lone tear fell. I instantly wiped it out before anyone could see.

I miss her a lot.

"Sit down."Dada jaan gestured us to sit on the sofa beside the window and went to the small book shelf and started to search for something

We sat there.

I looked at Miss Hasan. She was intently looking at phuppo's picture as if trying to solve some puzzle.

And she was very quite now.

Again strang!!!

Is today some strange day because today Strange things are happening around me.

"Here read this." Dada jaan forwarded some old papers towards Miss Hasan and sat beside her.

"What's this? And why you are asking me to read it?"She asked holding those paper with a frown.

What's this now?!!

I'm really very confused to even question out loud

"Please read it."Dada jaan pleaded her. He was completely opposite of his real self who never plead for anything.

She maybe thought not to make the old man beg her anymore so she nodded without questioning anymore.

She started to go through those papers. Her expressions were changing with each pages she was turning.

It was first the look of uninteresting, then it was as if she found something interesting, then she was smiling then her smiled changed into a frown and then she was looking sad and then she was angry.

Almost all the emotions human can show was illustrated by her.

As if she went through some biography or autobiography.

Don't tell me this is the letter phuppo wrote before leaving.

But dada jaan never for once gave it to me to read even after the lots of convincing and begging I did to get it.

Folding those papers properly she turned to dada jaan and asked him.

"Who's Haya Shahnawaz Khan?"

And here my assumption was right. What she read a while before was indeed phuppo's letter.

But why did dada jaan gave it to her who is not even a family member.

It's getting complicated more with each second.

"My daughter." I heard dada jaan's cracked whisper as if he was trying hard not break down then and there.

"What?!!! I'm really sorry, she had to go through all this shit." She said trying to console him with shocked expression.

"She suffered this much because of my rage and wrong decision. I'm the reason for her and her daughter's miserable life. I can't forgive myself." He said breaking down infront of Miss Hasan not able to hold back himself any more.

One wrong decision can make one's life hell from heaven and vice versa.

We shouldn't take any decision of our life in rage. It's such a big lesson if anyone wants to learn.

" Please don't cry. I know your decision was wrong but you never wanted your daughter to suffer. Even she has mentioned it that she was treated as princess. Her any wish wasn't denied accept the one." She said consoling him again.

"If anyone here who should be punished is your daughter's husband. He tried to kill his own daughter. Such a heartless monster. He should be hanged on death." She was fuming now.

"We tried to atleast put him behind the bars but there wasn't any prove for his crime and so he is still enjoying his life with his second wife and sons from his second wife. When we continued to search for some proofs he threatened us that he will tell media that my daughter ran away with her long time boyfriend ditching him."He said in defeated voice.

My daughter's self respect was more deare to me, so I gave.

"Ok, leave this. Do you think her daughter will forgive me if she get to meet me." He asked her wiping his tears and held her hand looking at her with lots of hope.

"Yes, she will definitely forgive you. You realised your mistake and that's what matters the most." She said smiling at him.

"So, you think I should meet her and ask for forgiveness."He said still holding her hand.

Why he is asking these all sort of questions to her?

"Yes, I guess you should meet her and I'm sure she will love you as much as you love her." She said assuring him.

" So, will you forgive me dear." He suddenly asked taking both of us with surprise.

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