Armaan" said mrs.rizvi from the door which was half opened, half closed.
"Yes ammi" replied armaan.
"What... what happened to your fashion sense armaan." mrs.rizvi said removing the brown colour coat that was armaan wearing.
"Ammi. I think it was fine." said armaan in a boring tone.
Mrs.rizvi began skimming through armaan's large wardrobe and removing out an blue colored jacket. She opened it and stood in order for armman to wear it. Without further questioning he just wore it.
"Armaan well. Sorry to inform you late but we are going to visit at mr.shah's house and are coming with us." Said mrs.rizvi.
Armaan froze at his place he never had ever done this thing before. You know seeing a girl. That typically things.
"Ahh...Errr... but you already went. Wait don't tell me you guy's didn't went. But you said you why..." armaan was completely baffled by the whole situation.
"Hold on your horses boy. Well yes we went at mr.shah's house that day. And I. I mean both me and your father had decided it would be okay to see you ayesha." Said mr.rizvi she continued but it was all blurred to armaan. As all he knew was a sudden sadness spread in his whole heart like fire in the forest. It felt to him that his heart was all in one's was broken down into thousands and millions pieces and above all he didn't knew why.
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