Part 64

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Hoor had gone outside angrily after that mannerless man made her angry. She was taking deep breaths in the air to calm herself down.

"Dr sahiba, kaisy mizaaj hain" Hoor made a face and turned to him.
(Ms Dr, how are you?)

"Dulhe mian, tum sunao" Hadeed made a face this time.
(Mr Groom, you tell.)

"Ye dulhe mian kia hota hai." He had come outside, and was now waiting for his wife to come.
(What is this Mr. Groom?)

"Wohi jo dr sahiba ha" Hoor shrugged.
(Whatever Ms Dr. is)

"But ap doctor hain." Hadeed emphasised on his comment.
(But you're doctor.)

"Tum b meri behen k dulha ho" Hoor had a point as well.
(You're my sister's groom as well.)

"Apki behen meri zindagi ka ek chota sa hissa hai, poori zindagi ya identity toh nai." Hadeed plucked a leaf from the plant and pressed it between his fingers.
(Your sister is a small part of my life, not my whole life or identity.)

"Toh medical b meri zindagi ka hissa hai, poori zindagi ya identity nai. Han I love it. Main bht bar kahugi b k medical meri life hai but that's in metaphoric sense, meri life me medical k allawa b bht kch hai and medical se zyada important, like my family etc. So don't call me dr sahiba. I am much more than Dr Sahiba." She had an identity. The doctor and medical was a part of her name and life, but she was still Dr Hoor dilawar Khan and not just Dr.

(Then medical is also a part of my life, not my whole life or identity. Yes I love it. I'll say alot of times that it's my life but that's metaphoric. There's a lot of things other than medical in my life and more important like my family etc....)

"Chalen sahi, main apko dr sahiba nai kahuga."
(Okay fine, I won't call you Ms Dr.)

"Shukrya." Hoor turned her head towards him but her eyes fell on Yumna.
(Thanks.)

"Yumna." Hoor called her but Yumna left from there. She did not like the way Hadeed referred to her as a small part of her life. Like always, Yumna had made her own conclusion after listening to a part of the talk. Hadeed's eyes followed her until she left but he didn't call her nor did he go behind her. He turned back to Hoor.

"Ye apki dosti bachpan se hi itni jazbati hai? Kasam khayi hui hai ke kabhi poori baat nahi sunni, kabhi clarification nahi krni. Bas jo suna uska apna matlab nikalna hai."
(Has your friend been emotional since childhood? She has sworn that she'd never listen to the complete talk, and would never clarify. Just takes her own meaning with whatever she hears.)

"Jazbati nai ha, possessive and hassass ha bs apne se jure logo k lye...aur tum to uske lye kia ho tmhy andaza b nai aur tmne kehdya k wo bas ek chota sa hissa ha tmhri life ka, bht buri tarah hurt hui ha wo."
(She's not emotional, she's just possessive and sensitive for those who're related to her...and you can't even imagine what you mean to her and you said k she's just a small part of your life, she's hurt badly.)

"Chota sa hissa kaha hai maine, ghair zuroori ya faltu hissa toh nai kaha..." Hadeed shook his head. He didn't think he said anything wrong. He didn't.

"Dialogue acha tha, likin ja kar usy bolo." Hadeed took a deep breath. Hoor was the only person close to Yumna he could tell everything to.
(Dialogue is nice, but tell it to her.)

"Unhy kia bolun. Wo bht ehem hain mere lye, wo janti nahi hain magar wo bht azzeez hain mjhy. Mjhy nai pata kab kaisy kiun, likin wo meri zindagi ka ek ehem hissa ban gayi...Ek saal hocuka hai hamari pehli mulaqat ko...mujhse nazren na milane k lye unhone cafe ana chordya tha...Ya ati theen to nazren nar taraf hoti thin siwaye mery.... mjhy kafi bar compliments mile...log ankhon ko ghoorty thy ek ye thi jo dekhti tk nai theen, mjhy b achi lagne lagi likin mjhy apne aur un ke drmian differences ne self conscious krdya tha...k wo doctor hain, main kia hun? Mjhy mohabbat nai thee unse, magar bs acha lagta tha unhy dekhna aur unka mujhse baat krty huy merey siwa har trf dekhna...mery imtihan ane wale thy, toh me ne chuttian leli...mjhy laga ye acha tareeka tha apna zehen unse hatane ka....likin pata nai jo chuttian unse door rehne k lye lee theen, wo unke lye amma abba ko razi krne me kaisy guzar gayin....jab wo raazi huy toh socha Azmata hun kismat, hoskta hai unhy meri job se itna fark na pary...hoskta hai wo han keh den...kiunke nayi job milne tk maine wohi continue rkhni thi....magar usse pehle hi dr Ahil ne mjhy hospital main hi job krne ka kehdya....Maine unhy propose krty huy b bata dya tha k meri promotion hogyi hai....main unhy propose krty risk nai lena chahta tha jab job mil hi gyi thi achi to..." Hadeed left his sentence in the middle. He would have married his cousin simply if she had not come into his life. She came at the right time and before his mother could talk to the parents of his cousin, he told her about her that if she says no, he'll marry his cousin and tell her the truth as well because if she came to know after marriage, she'll think of herself as second choice and it would only create problems.

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