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-then  azma  began  to  moan god  had  given  just  one  daughter  and  that  too  such  a  duffer and  stupid, shakil  had  chosen nazi"s  daughter danya  for  their  son sarab, could  her  own  daughter not   make  friends  and  hook  that  boy   , what  a  chance  of  life  time  did  they  miss,  anshal  poured  a  glass  of  water  and  handed  it  to  her  mom , cool  down  drink  it, but  azma   was  not  in a  hurry  to  calm  down , she  kept  on groaning    if  only  god  had  given her  a  clever  girl, not  seeing  how  happy  her  girl  was  for  sarab  and  danya