lilmiss_anonymous

When Mareesha's fiancé's true colors come to light the night before the wedding, she bolts. Rather than wait and deal with the pressure of being the girl left at the altar she decides to go on a treasure hunt, to find her beloved departed grandmother's jennah (treasure). With her is the event planner Kabir, whose business hangs by the balance now that this wedding has been foiled. It took everything out of him to put his past away and start this event management company. He dreads having to go back to it if this company fails. What will the two end up finding? The treasure or something far more valuable?

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~Safar~

Shabnam was drying her hair by the balcony, her watchful eyes scanning the grounds that were filled with people. Iftikhar uncle's house was always hosting something or the other but today was different. The music tastefully picked and the food delighting both the eye and the mouth. It was his wife's birthday and he had celebrated it every year after her death with the same pomp from when she was alive.

"Come in," she responded to the knock that sounded at the door.

Her room mate from college, Sharjeena waltzed it, twirling in her yellow kurta set. I had picked this out for today, since it was umma's birthday and your-" she stopped short.

"What are you feeling sorry for," Shabnam started, "I never wanted it to go through."

Sharjeena still shuffled over and hugged her long and tight. She always did when she thought Shabnam was upset, despite her protests, and she was always right to.

"You could have come to stay with us long back. Why would you let yourself be backed into a marriage of all things? Especially when we are right here?" Sharjeena began.

"How long will I stay with my friend and her father?" asked Shabnam, "I know that you don't mind, but I do."

Sharjeena made a move as if to say something but gave up. She instead asked her if there was anything she needs. Shabnam nodded no and she turned to go, Sharjeena had expected to miss a part of today's celebration owing to her wedding but now she could be here. Her family was all here, and she knew if there is any place loud enough to distract Shabnam from all that was happening in her life it would be this.

"I'll be waiting downstairs, in my room. All my cousins are here, get ready and join us, okay?" She asked.

Shabnam could only agree. She was wearing Sharjeena's white anarkali and she had picked out jewelry for her to wear too.

She decided to let herself have fun for this one night. Tomorrow she would set out to the one place she had wanted to go ever since she got back in town. And there, she'll figure out what to do till the money she stole from home runs out.

She may not have brought clothes or a bag when she left home, but what she did bring were two little wads of money. It was not exactly money she stole, more like swindled? Her dad had planned to revamp her room in time for the wedding with it. She managed to get it done with less than they gave and had not had the chance to do anything with it yet. And now it had come in handy.

She promised herself that she would return it in due course, but for now, she threw it into the dressing table. She put on the oxidized jhumkhas Sharjeena had picked out for her and headed down.

Operation Recuperation