Sufiyan Paris ke Charles de Gaulle airport par utra. Saharanpur ki mitti ki mehak abhi bhi uske kapdon mein basi thi, lekin Paris ki hawa mein perfume aur mehengi wine ki khushbu thi. Usne dekha ki ek black limousine uske liye ruki hai. Driver ne bina kuch kahe uska bag liya, lekin Sufiyan ne apna purana bronze kainchi wala bag khud apne paas rakha.
Hotel pahunchte hi Sufiyan ko ek bada jhatka laga. Uske room ki deewar par ek photo lagi thi—wo photo uske abbu ki thi, lekin unke saath ek aur shakhs tha... Sabir ke mamu! Dono ke hathon mein wahi "Golden Scissor" award tha jo aaj se 30 saal pehle unhone saath jeeta tha.
[System Insight: Legacy Quest Activated!]
[Goal: Reclaim the glory of the Malik & Sabir family alliance.]
Sufiyan ne socha, "Toh kya Sabir ne mera rishta Suhaliya se isliye karwaya kyunki ye hamare buzurgon ka sapna tha?" Usne turant Sabir ko call kiya, lekin phone 'Switch Off' tha. Tabhi darwaze par dastak hui. Saamne Paris ki sabse badi fashion model, Isabella, khadi thi, jiske baal kisi ne acid se jala diye the.