ISHQ MAZHAB-The Religion of Love

♡CHAPTER-2♡

"Arey Madam thodi to kadar karlo, ek to itne acche se lift de rahe the aur upar se aap hame hi anaap-shanaap sunayi jaa rahi ho, theek hai nahi jaana hamaare saath to jaao, khud chali jaao, hamaara peecha chod do, hame maaf kardo!"
Kabir spoke out irritatingly. He literally almost cried out!

(Arey Madam, have some mercy, first of all we were ready to give you a lift and inspite of that you're scolding us? Okay fine, you don't want to come along with us then go, go by yourself. But please leave us, forgive us!)

Nimra replied, "Haan haan jaa rahi hu, koi shauk nahi hai mera ki tumse aur uljhu aur apna wakt mazeed zaya karu."

(Yes yes, I'm going! I'm not fond of staying here, then mess with you and waste my time even more.)

Kabir took a sigh of relief when he saw the figure going out of his sight. "Shukar hai jaan chooti."

(Thank God, our life is saved!)

Meanwhile, Jalal Sikander was left with no words. He did not utter a single word, he was just busy admiring her.

Kabir turned his head to look towards his boss when he found him looking in the direction where Nimra had left just a few seconds ago. He turned back to look at that route and found no one there. Kabir shook Jalal's shoulder and asked, "Sir, aap hosh me to ho? Ladki chali gayi."

(Sir, are you in your senses? The girl went away.)

This made Jalal Sikander come back to his reality. He shook his head with a jolt and replied, "Tumse matlab? Aur t-tumhe k-k-kisne kaha ki mai us ladki ko dekh raha tha? Tum chup chaap gaadi chalao."

(Why do you care? And w-who told y-you that I was looking at that girl? You drive the car silently.)

Kabir in an instance said, "Sir signal do baar khulkar band hogaya, abhi to red light hai kaise chalau mai gaadi?"

(Sir, the signal has opened and again closed for the second time. It's showing up red light, how shall I drive the car?)

And then Kabir mumbled to himself, "Lagta hai pyaar ka bhoot chad gaya hai inpe!"

(I guess ghost of love has surrounded him!)

Jalal Sikander confusingly asked, "Kya bola tumne?"

(What did you say?)

His driver quickly replied, "Ab-a-k-k-kuch nahi, kuch nahi sir wo to b-bas aise hi baat kar raha tha k-khud se."

(Ab-a-n-n-nothing, nothing sir, I'm j-just talking to myself.)

Jalal smiled and said, "Good, ab chalao gaadi signal khul gaya hai."
He instructed, a smile constantly visible on his face which he was trying his best to suppress.

(Good, now drive the car, the signal has opened.)
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Jalal's POV

I was not able to figure out what just happened today. How can someone be so very perfect? She's the best. Like no one can ever match the beauty that she has. I have seen so many girls but she's very different from them. She is unique.

Her hazel brown orbs, tiny nose, perfectly bow shaped lips, her eyebrows, her eye-lashes, her dimples, everything is just perfect. She's exactly the girl that I always wanted. "Ye to har jagah, har angle se perfect hai yaar!" I mumbled to myself.

(She's perfect from every side and every angle dude!)

"Pehli mulaakat thi ham dono ki, ham dono hi the madhosh,
Wo apne gusse ko na sambhal payi aur hum apne aap ko na sambhaal paaye!"