ENOUIA

Jan-e-Tamanna《2》

Baat wafaon ki hoti to kabhi na haarte
Baat naseeb ki thi kuch kar na sake
بات وفاوں کی ہوتی تو کبھی نہ ہارتے
بات نصیب کی تھی کچھ کر نہ سکے

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The whole haveli was decorated like a bride. It was Sikandar Jalal Khan's mehndi. Everyone was buzzing with happiness. The sky was clear. The weather was beautifully pleasant. The aroma of delicious sweets engulfed the environment. People in colourful and shimmery dresses could be seen walking around the garden.

A beautiful stage was made in the garden. Roses were evident in the function as they were Zarmeenay's favourite and Sikandar ordered everything to be decorated with Roses.

Murtaza was busy in the arrangements. Wearing a white shalwar kameez with brown waist coat, he was looking dangerously handsome.

A nervous looking Sikandar walked out of his room wearing white shalwar kameez with black waistcoat. Adjusting the watch on his wrist he nearly collided with his brother.

Murtaza held his arm gently and Sikandar looked up at him. A small smile embraced his lips as he saw his baby brother this happy.

Murtaza extended his hand and adjusted the collar of his kurta.

"Are you nervous?" He asked his brother. Sikandar smiled nervously and nodded his head. Murtaza patted his shoulder.
"Don't be. Everything will be alright. Abhi tumhara bhai zinda hai"

Sikandar glared at his brother"Kya bhai jan? Allah aapko meri umar bhi laga de."

Murtaza smiled at him.
"Ab jao stage pe betho. Sab intazar kar rahe hain tumhara." Sikandar walked out of the room followed by Murtaza.

The whole function was beautifully organized. Zarmeenay was looking etheral in a simple green and yellow gharara. Her face covered in veil which was only going to be revealed on her nikkah.

Sikandar sat beside her smiling nervously.
He leaned down and whispered" Bohat pyaare lag rahi ho meenay".

His bride shyly looked down again fiddling with her hands. Her bangles jingling. Sikandar chuckled at her reaction and sat straight.

The function was going great until it was time for family photoshoot.
"Murtaza bhai ko bulain" Sikandar asked his baba who then called Murtaza on the stage. Murtaza walked up the stage and stood beside Sikandar. Hands on the back he looked scary. Handsomly scary. Sikandar wrapped an arm around his brother's shoulder and smiled happily for the picture.

Function ended beautifully. Zarmeenay went inside her room to rest as it was her nikkah the next day. Sikandar walked inside the house with a goofy smile on his lips. Murtaza looked at him and smirked.

Still in a daze he nearly collided with his brother." Sorry bhai jan" he embarassingly looked down. Murtaza smiled and ruffled his hair.
"Abhi tou shadi hui nhi aur mera bhai khwabon ki duniya main rehne lag gaya hai. Kal kya hoga?" He said while smirking at him.

Sikandar chuckled" Nhi bhai jan. Kal tou main esa nhi hun ga q ke kal mera khwab hi mere paas hoga" he smiled looking at a distance.

Murtaza shook his head at his whipped brother and sent a silent prayer to His Allah for their happiness. Just when Sikandar started to walk away his friend Talha walked behind him.
"Sikandar! Buddy we are going to the market. Come with us yara. Kal se tou tu praya hojae ga" He fake pouted.

Sikandar sighed " okay. Let me change first"
Talha nodded and walked away not before greeting Murtaza bhai. Murtaza felt an uneasiness in his heart. He looked at Sikandar and held his arm.
"Don't go" Sikandar looked concerned at his brother.
"Why not bhai jan?"
"I don't know. Just don't go. You have to rest for tomorrow. Come on"

Sikandar shook his head" Bhai its just one night. I'll be back before you know it".

Murtaza frowned" You never disobeyed me before Sikandar"

Sikandar smiled at his brother's glares.
"I am sorry bhai jan. I promise its the last time that i am disobeying you."

Without waiting for a reply he walked inside his room to change.

Zarmeenay looked at her hands covered in henna. She brought her palm near her nose and sniffed the smell of henna. She loved it.
She could not believe she was going to be a bride and that to Sikandar's bride.

Uski meenay

Uski dulhan

Smiling cheekily she plopped down on her bed hiding her face in a pillow. Changing into simple off white kurta pajama, she wrapped a dupatta around her head and offered salah.

At the end she raised her hands and closed her eyes. Praying for her happiness, Sikandar's happiness. Their future together she felt at peace. Just as she was about to end her dua a face appeared in her mind that she least expected.

Being the most kind hearted girl she prayed for his happiness too.

Murtaza's happiness.

Murtaza felt worried for his brother. He shook his worried thoughts and walked towards his room. Changing into a sweatpant and black T shirt he walked towards his balcony. Taking a deep breath he placed his hands on the railing.

The restlessness in his heart didn't stop. Murtaza lightened a cigarette and placed it between his lips. Smoking always calmed his mind whenever he would be in a dramatic meeting or a tribal issue. His phone's ringing brought him out of his thoughts and he picked up the call.

"Hello"
"Hello Sir. Its me the event planner. Jasim"

"Oh yes. Jasim. Whats the matter?" He asked.

"Sir sorry to bother you but i wanted to ask one thing. Which type of decoration you want tomorrow?"

Murtaza annoyingly rolled his eyes at his stupid question. They have explained him countless of times the type of decorations but this dumbo just forgets everything.

"You should ask Sikandar. Its his wedding tomorrow. Not mine"

"I called him sir but he isn't answering my calls". Murtaza cursed under his breath.

"Decorations should be simple and elegant. Fresh flowers use karna. Lightening stage pe ziada bright na ho. Fairy lights trees pe aur garden ke har konay pe use karna"

"Okay sir. Final question Sir. What type of flowers? Mixed?"

Murtaza pulled the cigarette away from his lips. Exhaling a cloud of smoke. Closing his eyes he spoke slightly.

"Roses. Only Roses"

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