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....sara came back breathless  and asked mahi to allow her to take some pictures,  fearing thankful she was not  gone to bed,  mahi walked up to her posing for pictures  , Sara when satisfied  left her to herself,  mahi was back in her  place 

With smiling eyes he expressed her how much everyone including  women too were so impressed by her , he had believed he was the only admirer,  hearing him her tea spilled over, azma who was coming down the stairs overheard them and froze midway on the other hand  mahi who was quite used to  listening to her  ardent admirers  admiration  got confused for this time her heart fluttered,  she quickly got up holding on to  the empty mug, calling azma , her face turned crimson  who was this man  if not shahmir, if this was shahmir then why was he him, but who was that person who she believed was him, he turned towards her concerned  asking if she was fine,  she  gestured him to stay away from her as she stepped into her room  weakly  number, mother wasn't in, certainly  mother was sitting with other women folk, thank God,  mother wasn't there to see her in  this condition  or she would have become  worried