❝ Ishq saccha wahi
Jisko milti nahi manzilein ❞ - Humari Adhuri Kahani
It is the mid 50's, the time when Anahita Devi was a regular teen. At first, she was soft-spoken and an ideal child to her parents. Then her life takes a drastic turn opening her...
Anahita kept her gaze fixated on scrapping her red nail paint. Her head snapped up when the door was opened. Nausheen glanced nervously at her friend. Anahita reached out to hold her hands but pulled back before anyone noticed.
The room reeked of smoke, along with a woody smell. There was the fragrance of lavender incense sticks, perhaps to nullify the effect of cigarette smoke.
Anahita gulped as her gaze darted to the two men in the room.
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Anahita heard her ears pulsating and her breath turned heavy upon seeing the tall man seated at the edge of the bed. His chin up.
"Just final touches and I will see you." He replied without opening his eyes. Anahita guessed, he didn't know yet. It saddened her to find the playfulness in his voice was missing.
"Done, sir."
Anahita flinched and darted her gaze to the men. Asif wiped his face with a pink hand towel and thanked the man. He picked out a few coins from the right pocket of his white kurta and handed them to the man.
"So, then—" He looked up and stilled.
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