Dubai a modern city located in the United Arab Emirates, known for its luxury and impressive skyline. It's home to the world's tallest building, the Burj Khalifa, which towers over the city. The streets are lined with shiny skyscrapers, high-end shopping malls, and luxury hotels.
Despite its futuristic feel, Dubai also has a traditional side, with bustling markets, called souks, selling spices, gold, and textiles. The city sits on the coast, and its beaches are warm and beautiful, offering a mix of city life and nature.
The city's fast growth and wealth make it feel vibrant and full of opportunity, attracting people from all over the world.
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The heavy glass doors of the luxury hotel lobby swung open, and all eyes instinctively turned toward the man who entered. Zayd Shah khan strode in with the quiet confidence of someone who owned more than just the room. He was tall, his dark eyes sharp and unreadable, the faintest hint of a smirk tugging at his lips. Dressed in a perfectly tailored black suit, his presence commanded attention, blending the elegance of a well-known businessman with the dangerous allure of something more. Everyone in Dubai knew his name. Zayd was not just a leader in the world of finance and real estate; his control ran deeper, into the underworld, where whispers of his involvement in the mafia were both feared and respected.
His wealth was staggering, his power unquestionable, and yet his movements were always precise, calculated, as if nothing could catch him off guard. As he walked, a faint scent of expensive cologne lingered in the air, and with each step, the silent tension in the room grew. People looked at him not just with admiration, but with a certain wariness
Zayd was the kind of man you didn't want to cross. He stopped, looked around, and with a single glance, the world seemed to hold its breath.
Zayd scanned the table cloth which was slightly wrinkled and the cutlery on few tables were kept jumbled. He keenly looked at The staff that stood with there head bowed in respect for the man in power, each and every one neatly dressed in luxuriously stitched uniforms showcasing the standards of the hotel
"Mr.Ahmed" Zayd called in his authoritative voice as his secretary hurried up to him and stood in front of him bowing his head looking at the shining and spotless expensively tiled floor "Yes sir" Mr.Ahmed stuttered
"I was thinking the staff here should be provided a leave...what say"
Mr.Ahmed understood there was something that has displeased his boss also the staff shivered knowing even after trying so hard they messed up
"I am sorry sir I don't understand"
Mr.Ahmed voiced out making Zayd chuckle at him and shook his head lightly as he removed his expensively embroidered Armani coat passing it to Mr. Ahmed which he instantly took handling it like a piece of treasure
He folded his sleeves walking towards the dining area of the hotel and skillfully fixed the table cloth and unordered cutlery making the staff shiver in fear of knowing this was calm before the storm
The manager of the hotel fearfully stepped ahead and was about to say something when Mr.Ahmed signaled him not to interrupt Zayd If he want to avoid facing anymore consequences they were about to face
After finishing the Mending process he turned around and walked towards the Manager
"Do you want to say something Mr.Gupta. I guess we are overworking you and you're staff , consequently Experiencing mistakes by you're so called professional staff"
Zayd confronted him in his cold and stern voice
"Sir I'm extremely Remorseful and ashamed.I'll make sure This incident will never Recur ,please spare us this time" Uttered Mr.gupta fearfully
Zayn sighed
"I was not expecting these words Mr.gupta .I think you've overlooked the clause that was mentioned in our contract,which is also a mistake again"
Zayn patted his shoulder and walked towards the exit with his Manager and guards following him along
The staff and manager wondered about his words
Were they forgiven!!
Not after very long Mr.Ahmed returned with a folder in his hands with a sympathetic face and stood before them
"It is very Disheartening for me to announce that the present staff working for 12th floor of "The Emirates" due to there negligence regarding the reputation of the hotel will have to look for Alternate position somewhere else. The wages of this month with 20 percent bonus will be issued to all of you as a token of thanks.Have a good future ahead"
- Zayd shah khan
Mr.Ahmed announced as the staff cried and begged but all he could do was sympathize with them "The new staff will reach in an hour I hope you all will cooperate" said Mr.Ahmed and left.
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"Sir time to board for you're flight to India is tonight at 2:00 am and Mr.Hasad called to inform you about his sister's family visiting the event"
Mr.Ahmed informed Zayd who was busy reading something on his iPad sitting in his Lavish car
"Hmm", "What about the bookings of the hotel"..Inquired Zayd without looking up from his iPad , Mr.Ahmed who was driving suddenly tensed as he cleared his throat and said
"S-Sir Mr.hasad asked me to inform you that y-youll be staying at h-his sister's house"
This Drew his attention as he looked up and said "Call him now"
Mr.Ahmed nodded as he parked the car at the side of the road Signaling the trailing cars also to halt. He called Zayd's grandfather and stepped out of the car shutting the door behind
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"Assalamualikum daadu"
(Greetings grandfather)
"Waalikumassalam Zayd...sab khairiyat"
(Zayd is everything okay)
"Daadu , Mr.Ahmed ne mujhe bataya hai ki Mujhe India mai apki behan ke ghar rehna hai "
(GrandFather , Mr.Ahmed informed me about you're desicion of me staying at you're sister's house in india)
"Hm sahi hai , Hamna apse mil bhi lengi aur jab waha apna ghar hai toh tum kisi hotel mai ruko kya ye acha lagega "
(Yeah that's right , Hamna will get to meet you after so long and If you have your own house there, would it be nice for you to stay in a hotel )
"Lekin Daadu aap jante hai ki mai akela rehna pasand karta hu..aap kehte hai toh mai unse milne chala jaonga lekin waha rehna ye mujhse nahi hoga"
(But, you know that I prefer to live alone. If you insist, I will go to meet them, but staying there will not be possible for me.)
"Zayd beta mai apni behan ko Waada Kar chuka hu ki tum uske yaha he rukoge , ab apne daadu ki baat rakhna na rakhna tumhari marzi hai" Said his grandfather and the call went off
(Zayd, my son, I have promised my sister that you will stay with her. Now, whether you keep your grandfather's word or not is up to you.)
Zayd sighed holding his head and called out for Mr.Ahmed who entered the car and began driving again
"Mr.Ahmed you are very trusted employee of my grandfather...right!" Asked Zayd as Mr.Ahmed smiled gratefully
"I'm glad to be called that sir"
"Hm..Have you visited India at His sister's residence before?"
"Yes sir"
"So who all live there ,what is the house like ,how is the locality? Please tell me everything."
"Sir I've visited them 10 years ago , at that time there were 6 members in the house-
"Who are?"
"You're grandmother Mrs.Hamna Rashid khan with husband Mr.Rashid khan , their son you're uncle ,firoz Rashid khan , his wife Mrs Naziya firoz khan and their son Mr.Sufiyan and daughter Ms.Noor khan"
"Hm what about the locality?"
"10 years prior, it was not so developed, but I've heard that there are markets around. Also, the haveli is quite ancient, but it is beautiful and aesthetic,"
"You're quite an observer Mr.Ahmed I must say"
Zaid said appreciating the old man's memory and observational skills
"Thank you, sir."
"Let's visit..lucknow then," thought Zaid
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