Ishq

Qubool Hai|7

She was dressed in the beautiful red anarkali, her eyes bright as she looked at herself in the mirror. There were so many accessories. She wore an earring and smiled as she saw the makeup, 'Finally, I can apply makeup on my own.' her mother never allowed her to wear the dark shades, and she picked her favourite shade. Her eyes shone under the light, and a giggle left her mouth as she picked up the golden eye liner.

"Ek aankh mai golden lagati, dusri mai silver", she couldn't help but applaud herself, she applied it like Neha usually did. And it came as a straight line, 'Madhuri eyebrow pe bhi lagati haina', so she dragged the line.

Picking up the purple lipstick, she smeared it on her lips and used it on her cheeks as a blush. Red eyeshadow, grey highlighter on the brows, silver eyeliner on one eyes golden on another extended to the brows, purple blush and lipstick with Red Anarkali. Her accessory matched her clothes, Mahjabeen couldn't help but squeal as she looked in the mirror.

"Madhuri se abhi acchi lag rahi mai toh," her face glowed with happiness as she wore her chappals, the regular ones, and got out of the room drapingdupatta around her body.

Maheer, who just exited the room, stopped looking at Mahjabeen, "Ya Allah Mahjabeen ye kisne makeup kiya?" Her voice was filled with horror.

As Mahjabeen smiled, Maheer realised there was lipstick on her teeth as well, "Astagfirullah... aise nhi jaaskti tum," she said Mahjabeen had smeared some red eyeshadow and now it falling off under her eyes.

"Kyun accha nhi dikhra?" Mahjabeen asked, looking at her sad expression. Maheer shook her head, "Neha kaha hai, Gul aunty kaha hai?"

"Woh toh gaye.."Mahjabeen uttered, and Maheer clenched her jaw, "Dulhan se pehle woh log nikal gaye?" Maheer couldn't believe how could they do this.

"Kyun?" Mahjabeen asked as she saw the lost expression on Maheer's face, Maheer brought a fake smile on her face and patted her cheek, "Mahjabeen ek kaam karo muh dholo".

As Usama came running, Maheer hid Mahjabeen's face, "Kya hua?" He asked, confused, "Kuch nahi, "as Usama tried to take a peek at Mahjabeen, but Maheer blocked him from doing so.

"Arrey peeche hatto," she scolded him, and Usama raised his hand in surrender, "Mai bas chehra dekhna chah raha tha."

"Kyun ji?" Maheer asked now sceptical, Usama bit his lips, "Aisehi..."He said with an awkward smile. He wanted to look at her...

Maheer whispered in Mahjabeen's ear, "Mahjabeen andar jao aur mu dholo haan jaani?" She nodded, understanding that she looked bad.

As she was walking away, Usama said, "Maheer humein abhi nikalna padhega qaazi sahib aa chukey hain." Maheer rubbed her forehead, feeling the headache coming through. "Murtasim kab tak aayega?"

Usama rolled his eyes, "Logon ko dulhe se zyaada dulhaan ki entry dekhni hoti hai, tum abhi chalo Mahjabeen k saath aakhri gaadi mai aajayega", Maheer was unsure, she had a bad feeling," Yaar magar uska-", Usama cut her off.

"Maheer! Tum dulhan ho thoda toh apne baarey mai socho kaisa mu banaya hua hai", his words hit her, every word affecting him, "Mai buri lag rahi?"

She asked gloomily. Why couldn't he find her pretty? Wasn't she beautiful enough? Why couldn't he like her?

It was a rainy night, her eyes were teary, and Usama saw the pearly tears in them, "Nahi.... mera matlab woh nhi tha yaar. Tum bohot haseen ho".

And she was, with her dimpled smile, large hazel eyes, and round face. The sweetest chirpiest girl he had met, no wonder his elder brother fell for her.

"Sacchi? Jhoot toh nhi bol rahey?" She asked, pointing her finger. A laugh escaped his lips, "Agar jhoot bol raha hu toh jaan lelo meri."

The sweet moment was interrupted by his cheesy dialogue, and Maheer laughed, her maang tika moving to the side as her head rolled back. The dimple on her face was visible, Usama placed his thumb on her cheek where it was, and she wondered why she fell for Usama. This was one of the reasons he could make her laugh with just his words.