BE HAYAAI KE NUQSAANAAT

Chapter 9 - Melody of the heart.

Dil Ki Raag

(Melody Of The Heart)

"Tum ko dekha to muhabbat bhi samajh aayi, warna is lafz ki tareef suna karte the."

" I saw you and then only I understood love, otherwise I would only hear praises of this word."

A/N : Ugh the translation of this doesn't sound as good as it does in  urdu ..😩
Or maybe I just suck at translating..
Well whatever it is, you gotta admit after Arabic, Urdu is a beautiful language ❤

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The tumultuous voices of the guests, along with voices of the rowdy kids greeted them as they stepped into the hall, hand in hand.

The hall was decorated elegantly. The round tables were covered with  white self printed table cloths, beige overlays weaved with golden thread  stretched across the tables. At the centre of each table, fresh bouquets of roses swam in glass bowls that rested on tall glass stands, from which tiny crystals dangled. A cute little container of gajjar ka halwa rested on each plate, along with beige organza bags in which some breathmints, sweets and a single toothpick was placed. Red and beige serviettes pinched and twisted  together, occupied each glass.
A two seater couch was placed on the stage, a chair on either side of the couch. A bunch of gifts already stood proudly perpendicular to the stage.

The aroma of  assorted  Pakistani dishes wafted past them as they stepped a little further into the hall, halting by the dividers that separated the men and the women.

Daaniyaal was clad in a beige shalwar and kurta, golden thread decorated parts of the kurta, as well as the collar, buttons and sleeves, his hair was styled  to perfection and his short beard combed meticulously.

Naailah was adorned in an exquisite lengha that had been gifted to her by Daniyaal's family. The lengha was a mixture of Turkish blue, gray blue and coral. Three thick flower patterns  of magnificent golden embroidery  ran down the skirt of the lengha, while a  thick  line  of embroidery decorated  the edge of the lengha. Golden embroidery, golden thread, gray blue and coral sequins along with golden diamantes were  scattered across the top of the lengha as well as the dupatta. The sides and edges of the dupatta were  lined with  heavy embroidery.

A simple, yet beautiful golden necklace was clasped around her slim neck, Turkish blue jewels as well as coral coloured gems were embedded into the necklace. A single coral coloured tear drop gem dangled from the chain as well as the matching earrings. Two pure gold bangles encircled her left  wrist and a set of coral and Turkish blue bangles encrusted with gold and coral diamnates and sprinkled with blue glitter, adorned her right wrist.
The ring that Daaniyaal had given her the night before glinted upon her slender finger.

The slightest bit of foundation was blended into her skin. The lightest touch of pink blush was stroked along her cheek bones. A tad bit of mascara brushed was upon her long lashes, a mixture of blue and coral eyeshadow decorated her eye lids, her black liner along with the glimmering gold eye liner painted to perfection. Her lips were coloured with a birkin brown lipstick, her brown  hair was slightly curled, resting on her left shoulder and cascading down the left side of her chest.

Over her lengha, she draped a fawn chaadar so that her hair and most of her exquisite lengha was concealed from the view of the non mahram men she would have to pass before stepping into the hall , which would be removed once  she entered the  ladies side and  settled herself on the stage.