After 5 years and 10 months

"Beta ab aa bhi jao wapas business toh yha se bhi handle ho jayega" his mother's concerned voice resonated in the kitchen as his phone was on speaker mode.

"Han ammi aa jaunga, mene konsa yha dera dalna h bs kuch din or" he reasoned slicing tomato in half.

"Daniyal agar yeh kuch din mahine mein badle na toh meri jutti wha zroor phunch jayegi" she threatened him making him chuckle.

"Acha, thik h. Mein rkhta hun mujhe abhi kam h" saying this he hang up his phone.

Picking up his mug of he drank it with a small sip. The delicious taste of coffee covering his taste buds making him close his eyes in amazement.

"Or phir mein wha ja kr krun bhi kya, jis jha ko mein ko khud bhula kr aya tha" he murmured looking out of the window at the pouring.

"Chal, dani bete ticket kra le wrna ammi mein sch mein yha jutti ke sth ayengi" he said to himself.

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She covered her heard before coming out of her room, hastily.

"Mein ja rhi hu papa! Allah Hafiz" she yelled to her father as he was inside his room.

"Are Sehar beta nashta woh mein canteen mein krlungi" she answered picking up her notes from sofa.

Time passed and she reached her school where she teaches political science in grade 11 and 12.

Entering her class she asked wished her students and asked them to take out their own notes.

"So class, as we all know that we have covered all the three chapters of the first unit. I will advice you all to go through your notes and ask me any topic which you are not able to understand" she said to her students who nodded back at her.

"Ma'am please tell the difference between unitary system and federal system, again" asked the girl from the middle.

"In unitary system the power is in hands of only central government and in federal government the power is divided between central government and federal government" she continued explain making kids nod at her after every two minutes.

Day passed by her teaching and she reached her home. Paying salam she went into her room to offer her Dhu'har salah.

After completed her salah she sat for a while on the prayer with her empty. She thanked the creator for every blessing and asked for only one thing "ya Allah jo mere liye behtar ho whi kr" after completing some dhi'kr which she is habitual of, she got up from her position and went downstairs to look after her father.

He noticed her coming down and said " bete tumse zra bat krni h betho" she knew something serious was on its way.

"Mujhe baatein ghumana psnd nhi isliye saf saf kahunga. Bachpan se hi tum bht smajhhdar rhi ho. Jiska mein khuda shukr ada krta hun ki mujhe aesi aulad nawaza ab waqt agya h ki mein tumhara farz jo mujhe pr h woh qubool krun" he said with his firm voice.

"Tumhare liye rishta aya h, ldka bht acha h tum chaho toh bat krlo usse" he confronted her clearly.

"Apko jo shi lge whi kre papa" she said with out any wait.

"Bete apki zindagi ka masla"

"Aap se zyada zindagi toh dekhi nhi mene aap ko zyada ache se maloom hoga. Please aap hi dekh liye apko manzoor toh mujhe bhi manzoor" she reasoned out her worry.

"Mujhe toh ladka shi lga toh kya mein han kehdu" he asked with finalty in his voice.

"Ji han" she answered with a clear voice.

As he moved out from the living room his face flashed infront of her eyes making her think "nhi mujhe unse loi lene dena nhi, unhone meri madad kri thi bs whi tk thi bat chit" she murmured to herself and moved towards the kitchen.

Suddenly she felt heavy weight on her heart. But she ignored it and continued to carry with her work.

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