Another Hate Love Story

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After two years

Change is the only constant.

Time is the only purgatory.

And life...

What's life?

Life is an exam, but you do not know its syllabus. It could give you problems from any field with any difficulty level.

One shouldn't blame the syllabus for the failure or bad performance, sometimes we know the correct answer but failed to understand the question at right time.

Something similar happened with Sara and Adnaan. They know their feelings, they know the importance of one another in life but they were unable to conduct their right feelings at the right times. When they should show their love and trust, they showed up their ego.

When Adnaan gave her divorce papers, she could have expressed what she already wanted, but no. She had chosen to keep her silence and self-respect.

Though it was foolishness which she named self-respect.

On the other side, when Sara was demanding for trust, he could have think wisely and calmly before kicking out his wife, but no. He gave priority to his false male ego.

However, the past is the past. No one can alter it, but Adnaan and Sara were carrying the weight of their past which was making their present difficult.

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Rizwi Mansion was full of euphoria, fairy lights were glowing the plain walls of that old building. Fresh well bloomed flowers were spreading their fragrance in the air. Chants of Wedding bells were bringing happiness in Afnaan's life. Everyone was happy other than Sara and Adnaan.

They both were happy for Afnaan but their hearts were offended with pleasure.

Sara never asked for divorce, and Adnaan never bring up that matter again. Eventually, both wanted the same but never dared to share their feelings. After that day Sara and Adnaan never talk to each other.

Whenever they come across, they usually ignore each other.

"Fayra, no more running" Sara scolded her only daughter while changing her clothes and making a small ponytail of her curly hair. "Behave like a good girl. Okay?" Sara kissed her plump cheeks.

No one could say After seeing her balloon-like cheeks and roly-poly figure, that Fayra was a premature baby.

"Mummy main to theel lahi thi, woh to Danish Bhai ne ish cleam gila di" In her lisping way Fayra put all the blame on Poor Danish who was only trying to save Fayra to fall down, but as a result he throw the chocolate ice cream on her white frock.

(Mummy I was only playing, but Danish bhai thlow the ish cleam on me)

"Mujhe acchi tarah pata hai tum kese theelti ho... Ab jahan main bithaungi Chup chaap waha beth jana warna ek thappad marungi" after scolding her innocent daughter by using her lisping word, Sara glared at her with fake anger. But he was Adnaan's daughter who doesn't know how to feel scared.

(I know very well how do you play, now I don't want any naughtiness. I'll slap you if you'll play now)

"Aap mujhe daat lahi hain? Main aap shey baat hi nahi kalungi... Ja lahi hu main papa paash" huffing angrily Fayra jumped off the bed before running out from the room.

(You're ishcolding me,  I'm going to papa, I won't talk to you)

"Aayi badi kahi se papa ki chamchi" Rolling her eyes Sara placed the comb on the dressing table and stepped out from the room.