They shook hands before the departure. Riyan's last coffee with you, Kinza's eyes were sealed with water. Why do people call it tear? She asked this question from him. Sweetheart they are diamonds and I wouldn't permit you to shed them. He was nicely appreciating her facial feature by tickling. One cappuccino and one iced coffee, Riyan placed an order.
Are they psychologically related? Their ideologies are distinct. But he said "we understand each other", what sort of their relationship was this? Their choices were different. We belong to two places, Riyan. How can we be united?
"My love we would build up a third place for residing". He was gently pressing his hands while they were relaxing on the bank of the river. She tossed a small pebble into the stagnant water. With the noise of Shupp innumerable waves appeared. "Look, kinza tiny things can even elicit a massive change. Be the small pebble ,which will remake the whole society*.
Break the norms of society.
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You should follow this principle while formulating conclusions regarding marriage. But those spirals didn't last long and after a while the water was again stationary. She asked him, "Honey! , what about the pibble?
It would be in the bottom, living alone may be living an expired life".
He replied that "it deserved this sacrifice". Kinza's body got shirllied to think if she would be the altruist.
Mom please iron this black scarf of mine. I have to wear it on cultural day, she pleaded to her mom while she was blow drying her sleek black hair. "Kinza you always wear black"; her mom raised a serious question while sighting the enormous collection of her scarf. All of them were pastel colours, cherry pink, mustard yellow, sky blue, off white, peachy red and a few full black scarfs.
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"Mom, my life has only light shades and the black is the colour of my dark soul". A wave of sadness stroked her soul. "Stop this nonsense kinza", she was angry now. "Aresh was complaining about your depression. Why do you converse with him in this way? He wanted you, and pay acknowledgment to the Lord. She was talking in a louder voice now." But I didn't choose him". Kinza flung the cup of coffee in rage."Am I handicap, am I blind or deaf?? Why does he show gratitude to me for making this choice"? "Shut up kinza if your dad would listen he would assassinate you." She was not coming slow. Why would he do this goodness?? I would diminish your burden by myself. Kinza took a longer chunk of the cracked cup and rolled it roughly on her arm. In a moment her shirt was red because of blood. The last voice she heard was her mom saying Lord should punish you for giving all this suffering to me.
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Riyan was standing along the bedside, gently running his fingers in her hair. Where is my scarf? She moved her hands but Riyan was gone in a moment." Riyan, come back I am in pain. Save me please, I desire your backing, warmth and love". Her voice was faint and no one could listen to her mumbling . Kinza got up because of an unknown touch that made her awoke. He was Aresh wearing the white uniform and having a half mask on his face. Clearly his anxiety level was reflected on his face. Days went by and the Kinza family quit visiting her as she hasn't responded to anyone.
Aresh was penetrating slowly into the heart of Kinza.
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Have this cup of Turkish tea. What does it contain? Did Kinza talk with him for the first time? It's a traditional green tea type kinza. Sometimes it's better to remain attached to the traditions of my lady of honour. For the first time she heard this word, a refreshing wave stroked her face which was wrapped in a mustard yellow scarf. No one can interpret the scarf and her face colour.
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I am ready to attach myself with these traditions, she opposed the cappuccino. Riyan didn't respond to her calls, messages and Email. He was cold like his favourite cold coffee. But I am not a cream who would adore each black coffee bean. She was having a Turkish green tea at her reception. Three words inserted her into the life of Aresh who was holding her hands while she was covering her face fully.
The man who accepted her choices, respected her and gave her freedom.
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