My blank love - My blank love Part-22

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After the Silence of the Haveli – The Story One Year Later

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Ever since Zoboriya had left,

time itself felt as if it had stopped.

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A Month Passed…

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An entire month went by.

No news, no clue.

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Every single day, AbuZarr would walk to that abandoned house—

climb the steps slowly,

look at the empty courtyard,

and then, disappointed, return home.

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> “Maybe today I’ll hear something,”

he would say to himself with hope,

but every time he came back empty‑handed.

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On the other side, Safwan too had lost his peace.

He had sent people everywhere—

railway stations, bus stands, libraries,

even in other cities.

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But there was no trace of her.

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> “It’s as if she has dissolved into the air,”

Safwan muttered.

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A Long Wait of One Year

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Slowly, the days turned into months,

and months into a whole year.

But the search for Zoboriya…

remained incomplete for both of them.

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AbuZarr’s face had changed with exhaustion and longing.

In his eyes, one question had taken permanent shelter:

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> “Where are you, Zoboriya?”

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Safwan’s cleverness too had now grown tired.

Despite having a hundred plans,

he locked himself in his room—

because there was no path left.

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Around the city, people had only one thing to say:

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> “There was a girl…

who, one day, left everything behind and disappeared.

No one knows where she is now.”

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AbuZarr’s Promise

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Even after a year, every night on the haveli’s terrace,

AbuZarr whispered the same words:

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> “I will find you, Zoboriya…

even if the search takes my whole life.”

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The wind stayed silent,

but his words were etched into the sky.

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Where was Zoboriya?

Why did she leave?

Who was she with?

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Even after a year,

no one had answers to these questions.

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Canada

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It was a cold but sunlit afternoon in Canada.

Inside a small glass‑door bakery shop,

the air was sweet—

filled with the aroma of sugar, butter, and freshly baked cakes.

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The glass door opened softly,

and a little girl walked in.

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She could barely reach the counter,

so she walked slowly,

stood in front of it,

peeked from below,

and in the sweetest little voice said:

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> “Hello ma’am…

can you give me a pineapple cake?”

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Her tiny voice

was like a raindrop on glass—

innocent, soft, and delicate.

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The woman behind the counter was arranging things.

At first she thought someone was playing a prank,

but then she bent down and looked.

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There stood a little doll-like girl—

wearing a pink sweater,

cheeks blushed red from the cold,

and big, innocent eyes.

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The woman smiled.

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> “Why not, baby!

Just wait for ten minutes,

I’ll get it for you.”

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The little girl’s face lit up with joy.

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> “Thank you!”

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she said softly,

then took tiny steps toward a nearby chair.

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Her legs dangled from the seat,

swinging back and forth…

Her small hands rested in her lap,

and she sat there quietly.

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The lady went inside—

where a freshly baked pineapple cake was being decorated.

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From inside came the sweet scent of warm pineapple.

Through the slightly fogged-up bakery windows,

that little girl sat in her own small world,

legs swinging in the air.

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A few minutes later,

the bakery owner—a woman with a gentle, warm face—

returned holding a tray.

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On the tray was a small, freshly baked pineapple cake,

still steaming.

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She smiled softly and asked:

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> “What’s your name, little angel?”

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The girl first looked at the tray,

then shyly whispered:

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> “Emma…”

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“Oh, what a lovely name!”

the woman said tenderly.

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Placing the tray on the counter,

she bent down to her.

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> “Emma, did you come here alone?

Where are your mommy and daddy?”

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Emma twisted her tiny fingers nervously and said:

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> “Mommy is sitting outside in the car…

She says I’m very brave.

Today I had to come by myself and ask for the cake.”

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Her face glowed with the pride of a small victory.

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The woman’s heart filled with warmth.

She picked up a chocolate candy

and placed it gently in Emma’s palm.

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> “Then this is your reward for being brave!”

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Emma looked at the candy in surprise,

and then let out a little giggle—

a giggle that lit up the entire small bakery.

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The woman went back behind the counter,

cut a small slice of the cake into a plate,

and handed it lovingly to Emma.

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> “Here you go.

And make sure your mommy tastes it too, alright?”

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Emma held the plate with both hands—

so carefully,

as if she were holding a treasure.

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She jumped off the chair,

and as she left, she turned and said:

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> “Thank you, ma’am…

Next time I’ll bring my little sister too!”

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The woman just stood there watching her—

that tiny pink sweater disappeared out the door,

but her innocent smile

was left behind in the room.

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Through the window she saw—

outside a car was waiting,

and Emma’s mother gathered her into her arms,

while the little girl excitedly told the story of her brave adventure.

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