PART 2
"ASAD ruk jao asad..." he heard her voice again .Asad stopped in between a and turned to see her.
There she ws his love his life his lady in saree a red one ..the color that never failed to glorify her beauty.
he took step quickly close to her. He raised his hand to touch her but she slipped from his touches.She moved her head in No ..teasing asad to the core.
"z..zoYA.." he heard himself calling her name and walking behind her.
His eyes never left the sight of zoya she was walking ahead and asad trying to touch her but she doesnt let to..
and then ...
and then she disappeared...!
"Zoya...zoya..." asad called her name frantically ..his eyes scanning every place in the room...
he was about to loose himself again when again he heard the beautiful sound made by him..her melodious laughter.
Asad turned his head to that direction and saw Ammi standing there with a remote in her hand and her eyes on asad.
Ammi gestured asad to look at her and then followed to the TV screen behind.
Asad skipped a heartbeat when he saw what was playing on TV.
It was their family picnic vedio.It took zoya lot of efforts to convince asad for this picnic.He was so stubborn than...
He himself dint know when he started to walk close to the Set and then in other minute he was on couch .
His eyes on screen blankly with tears. Dilshad who was watching him from when sat beside him
.She slightly turned asad head on her lap and made him sleep.Slowly slowly asad tears made their way from his eyes to nose and drop by drop making dilshad kurti wet.
she caressed his head lovingly and placed a small kiss on his forehead. She could hear him crying softly but just could not help him..It was something beyond repair she thought! her eyes too filled with tears which contained anger complaint and hurt for their kismat...
"zoya..." she heard him saying the name a number of times before engulfing in sleep...
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"humera humera ap kaha ho.."? asked a very panicked ayaan on phone..
"ayaan main bhopal pahoch gai..." she said softly
"kya??" kyu" i thought apne idea drop kar diya tha...abbu se baat hui thi na apki fir bhi chali gai aap..!" ayaan sounded more scared than angry
"ayaan per maine kaha na mujhe bhopal ana hai to main aa gai ...ab bus zyada discus mat kare aap..or suniye apna khyaal rakhiyega ..mere peeche se no khatta khana ...theek hai! warna ap ki health kharab ho jati hai...samjhe aap!" she order ayaan like a teacher
"nai ap wapas aa rahi hai bus...main abhi apki ticket book karta hu...!" ayaan said still being stubborn about her coming back
"ayaan ..a-ayaan ayaan...awaaz nai aa rahi hai..hello...he..lloo-----h-e-l-l-o!!! " zoya pretended of distaurbance in line and disconnected the call
"sorry ayaan there is no way m coming back with out finishing my work.." she smiled proudly to herself
she took her hand bag out unzipped it and took the diary which reads yaan property out..she opened few last pages and found a list of contact..
she started making them call one by one eagerly..but nothing helped her untill she heard a soft melodious and sweet sounds from the other end which calmed her down...
Her memory stuck her a little but she ignored it and spoke further
"salam aunty ...main humera!"
the receiver on the other side shivered on hearing her voice...
"ZOYA!" said a shocked dilshad from other end😲
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thanks all for reading my story ...this update is solely dedicated to Fimmy, Pari, Gun and Aaloo and sowmu...guys dekho kar diya update...😆
ab maro jute😆
Edited by MILII_BAKSHI - 10 years ago
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