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Cause here is the Miscellany of Desi Tadka from your favourite authors...
The tales worth reading...
The tales which will take you on the roller coaster rides of emo...
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𝓕𝓪𝓻𝓱𝓪𝓪𝓭 𝓐𝓵𝓪𝓶
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𝓘𝓵𝓪𝓷𝓪 𝓜𝓲𝓻𝔃𝓪
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"Ilana Mirza bint-e-Fariz Mirza apka nikah gawaho ki mojudgi me or Allah ko hazir nazir karte hue, Huzur ki sunnat par amal karte hue haq meher das lakh sikka rajulwaqt tai paya hai, apne Farhaad Alam ibn-e-Asif Alam ko apke nikah me Qubool kiya?"
(Do you accept Farhaad Alam in your Nikah?")
Her heart skipped a thousand beats the moment Quazi sahab uttered those words. Where were the people who said that it was just a moment? It was a moment of her entire life. It was the question of her entire being.
And considering the situation she was getting married in, how can she marry the person who loath her the most? But did she have any option? No. Neither she had anyone beside her that would give her moral support. She came out of her skull when Quazi sahab repeated his question. With a heavy beating heart and tightly closed fist and her eyes blood shot red she gave her consent.
"Qubool Hai!" And repeated the two words two more times. Giving herself entirely to him.
("I accept")
A chorus of mubarak baads echoed and Quazi Sahab moved forward to the groom who gave his consent in a blink not breaking his eye contact with her.
She couldn't even process how did she put herself in this situation in the first place.
The flower curtain between them was dropped making her breath hitch as she averted her eyes to her lap, not able to meet his intense once which was blank but at the same time saying so many things.
He was clad in white traditional salwar kameez, and was sitting in the position of kaida. She glanced at him from under her lashes only to see him getting up, eyes still on her making her heart go on a roller coaster once again. Coming towards her he gave her his hand to help her get up. Ilana kept her shivering hand in his broad and rough ones and got up swiftly.
"We don't have time. We have to leave." Was the only words he said in his rough voice and lead her outside the banquet where this all happened.
