Guman By Nimra Ahmed Novels & Stories

Sameera gets a call so she says I"ll be back you sit here only don't go anywhere..... Ok says mehak..... Mehak sitting in the garden just than some man came and hugged mehak..... She gets shocked and pushed that guy..... Guy says mehak why you pushed me? Just than Ibrahim came and sees this he gets angry he pushed that guy and says do you know what you have done? Guy says Mr Ibrahim khan she is my girl friend I came here to meet her and my child listening this Ibrahim anger cross all the limits

He snapped at him. Samanvay's lips tugged upward ever so slightly seeing his rage. Today his ego was boisterously pleased. While Niam Sehgal's face turned red in fury. He knew how Samanvay was enjoying his helplessness today. He could see how that egoistic creature was enjoying his feebleness over changing Manya's decision. And all Niam wanted to do was save his daughter from this filthy man and show him his rightful place in a reputable society where Samanvay Goenka had no place.

With in a minute, the gate was opened by Asmara, claded in light blue shalwar kamiz, dupatta, on the head. ' Assalamualaikum, auntie '. Arman salamed. ' walaekumassalam beta, kese ho, Ander aao ', Asmara opened the gate widely, letting him pass, that's when she saw Daniyal. ' assalamualaikum auntie '. Daniyal also said politely. ' arey Daniyal, bohat saalo baad Nazar aye tum dono'. ( Oh Daniyal, you both came after many years).

“I’m sorry.” Almora offered consolingly. Sympathy written over her face at Nim’s plight. Knowing that the reason she so badly wanted to get to the country was to try to save her son. In true fashion, Nim ever offered a reassurance at the apology. Merely changing the subject. “You were quite impressive, Dread.” Nim indicated. “You weren’t too bad yourself.” Almora beamed at the compliment. “Summoning the cold is only bending what exists to my will." She eyed Nim. "But to entirely change shape is something else.”

He couldn’t help himself when John stared at him. "I am John Moraes. ", John said with a smirk. Gautham's face froze in shock and recognition. No wonder he looked familiar. His face gets splashed in all sorts of Business magazines. He was one of the richest people in the country. Gautham would have probably recognized him if he had paid more attention to him but then again with Sindhu in front of him, very few things really came into his trail of vision. Knowing who he is, Gautham felt slightly intimidated… not that he was not before but knowing his identity made it worse.

The gentleman interrupted Amir. “We've been expecting you” a woman's voice made the turn. She was a beautiful woman, not even 40 years old, with a sublime face and large green eyes. Her jet-black hair made her golden skin glow. A huge smile o n her face, a s she welcomed the Mobareks. “Mrs. Adhara Romij-Alec, coordinator of the Arts Department and wife of this fine gentleman” she made a funny gesture with her hand, pointing at Dr. Kaibah. “I've heard s o many good things about you two. Welcome!”

The woman continued speaking, "Well, My name is Miss. Ahaha and I am the right hand of Ambassador Hugo Cassidy and we are here to inform you that—" "It's your birthday today? If that so, allow us to sing you the 'pamparampam Happy birthday to you, no chicken but only Grains song.'" Most of us laughed quietly, and others put their hands on their faces because of the action done. Everyone was shocked when the Manjies suddenly put a gun at him.

She stood up a little shivering. " Mam Needs the recipe for biryani, just tell her " "You can leave Mrs khan, I will talk to her hmm thank you for this much help " The old woman was hesitant at first but then she left not before glaring at the girl. Arohi stood in front of the petite girl. ' Biryani was nice ….. Sahiba " Stating this she removed the net from her face. Sahiba started crying badly, her body was shivering, Arohi didn't waste time and hugged her. When she touched her back a wince escaped from her mouth.

Mahima asked showing her pale yellow teeth. " Greetings!" The woman standing next to Mahima said Mohini Singh Chauhan i.e. the daughter-in-law of King Rajendra Singh Chauhan. " Greetings!" Gitanjali also greeted with a smile. "Gitanjali ji, this is my sister-in-law Mohini Singh Chauhan." Mahima got her introduced. "And this is my niece, Karishma Singh Chauhan" After that Mahima got Karishma's intro done while pulling her cheeks.

Manik's Dada ji had organized a big havan and arranged for the food to be distributed to the orphanages and old-age homes after the Pooja. Just then I saw the prettiest girl in the world coming there and she greeted her dada ji and he was very happy to see her. She greeted Manik and he hugged her. She was looking extremely beautiful in her traditional Gujarati dress. I could not forget what happened just a few hours back and my face was getting red out of embarrassment and guilt. Could not look at Mahi and Manik in their eyes but I could not even take my eyes off her.