Sufiyan aur Ira pehli baar itne bade jahaz (Airplane) mein baithe the. Ira khidki se bahar badalon ko dekh rahi thi, lekin Sufiyan ki nazar apne system par thi.
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Flight ke Business Class mein Sufiyan ke samne ek gora aadmi baitha tha jiske baal bilkul safed the aur usne sunehri kainchi ka brooch lagaya tha. Uska naam tha Julian, jo France ka current Champion tha.
"Toh tum ho wo Indian Stylist?" Julian ne ek magroor muskurahat ke saath kaha. "Suna hai tumne Tokyo mein kuch chote-mote stylists ko haraya hai. Lekin Paris mein, hum baal nahi, 'Dreams' design karte hain."
Sufiyan ne shanti se jawab diya, "Julian sahab, khwab dekhna acchi baat hai, lekin unhe haqiqat mein badalna ek Indian hi janta hai."
Julian ne ek challenge feka. Usne flight ki ek air-hostess ko bulaya. "Dekhte hain flight khatam hone se pehle kaun ise best look deta hai, bina kisi machine ke, sirf ek kainchi se."
Sufiyan ne apni Silver Scissors nikaali. Plane 30,000 feet ki unchai par tha aur halki turbulence (hichkole) ho rahi thi. Julian ki kainchi thodi phisli, lekin Sufiyan ne [System Skill: Steady Hand] activate kiya.
Usne hawa ke rukh ko pehchana aur turbulence ke jhatkon ko hi apna tool bana liya. Jab plane Paris mein land hua, toh air-hostess ka look dekh kar Julian ke hosh udd gaye. Uske baal aise set huye the jaise wo kisi pari (fairy) ki tarah chamak rahi ho.
"Ye toh sirf trailer tha, Julian. Paris mein poori film dikhaunga," Sufiyan ne bag uthate huye kaha.
[System Notification: Reputation in France +500]
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