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TRANSLATED!
Orange ball of fire shinning, spreading pinkish and yellow hue in the clear sky. Chirping of the beautiful canary birds in balcony. This is Mahi's favourite time of the day when everyone are still sleeping soundly. After offering fajr she always come to her balcony to enjoy the sukoon (peace)of the beautiful morning, sipping on her hot cup of delicious adrak wali chai. (ginger tea)
Since Mahi never had any friends in Haveli she started spending most of her time to herself with her birds in her balcony. Her Mamu gifted her a beautiful flock of canary birds when she was 17 seeing her all alone at home getting bored on weekends or when she has no school or college to attend. Since then she looks after them, talk to them pouring her heart out.
As usual she was feeding her birds while talking to them when a knock on the door disturbed her. She frowned wondering who could be at the door at this time since no one wake up this early in Haveli.
"Aaai!" Saying this she opened the door only to be frozen on her place seeing the tall broad figure, in his joggers, sweating profusely from the run. (coming!)
"Aa..aap?" she was benumbed. (You?)
"Ji main!" He leaned on the door frame lazily, gazing at her as if he has all the time in the world. His powerful eyes pinned her to her place, making her suddenly nervous and anxious. (Yes me!)
Zayan was coming back from the run when his eyes fell on the balcony of her room where she was smiling and talking to the birds while feeding them. He was bewitched by the most beautiful smile that he never witnessed on her face around him or his family. So, feeling the sudden urge to witness her from closer he aimed for her room without a second thought.
But the seen he witnessed from closer was even more beautiful when she opened the door with that cute confused expression. It was just adorable. Her shocked state and then her nervousness feeling his eyes on her skin. It all was bewitching him even more. He had seen her and felt her from close last night and he knew it then she was most sinfully beautiful woman. But its the chance where he can nestle every inch of her inside his eyes in the bright day light.
Her eyes. Her beautiful brown almond shaped eyes with thick long lashes kissing her high blushing cheek bones. Her nose. Her sharp straight nose that even can drill in the mountains of Himalaya. Her Lips. Her pink full plum lips with a little natural pout. Her jawline. It was so clean an sharp that can easily cut even a mirror glass. Her long, swan like neck that has a thin gold chain around it. Shinning so bright like stars in dark night on her flawlessly fair skin with a beautiful infinity pendant reaching right above the area of her bossom. She isn't that innocent anymore! The flat bossom is now full with right amount of swell, the slimness of her waist and perfect width of her hips he already have felt by the way he held her so close last night even after the loose kurta she was wearing. And her beautiful long brown hair brushing down there.
