Hello people
This is Swapno and I am going to write a story on our
beloved ASYA. This is my first ever FF or any writings on
any forums.π³
I am posting the prologue of the story and hope it's worth
reading.π
The story is different than Qubool hai but characters are
same almost.
Given and Denied
Prologue:
She was sitting on the bed of the decorated room. Her heart was beating too fast. In a spur moment he would be here and this thought was making her aghast. She never thought she was doing this, waiting for him!
She needed to be free from her fear and then she saw the glass of milk on the side table of the bed. This could work, she thought, though she does not like milk. Without thinking she gulped the milk and took a deep breath.
Aah!! Now it feels good' she eased a little and shifted her gaze to the door. He is still not here.'
She looked around the room for the first time and thought that he has very decent taste. The room has only two colors white and black other than the decorations. Those white walls were giving the room serene and gentle look. The curtains are also white. She frowned. Too much white, only the cupboards are black!! . No other colors.
May be white is his favorite color!!' She muttered.
'Minus one' she was comparing the choices between them inadvertently.
Allah miyan!! What is wrong with me?? Why am I thinking about this' she said loudly and shook her head shooing that ludicrous thought.
She looked at her lap and distracted again. She was looking at her lehenga now. It was a combination of white and red with a red dupatta. She loved it when her eyes fell on it at the first time. It was simple but elegant.
Suddenly one thought come into her mind Allah miyan!! How come he knew this was my favorite one? This lehenga was his choice. May be this is a coincidence' she thought, rather she knew what was Allah given her a signal and she denied to acknowledge it.
She looked at the clock now. It was very late and he was not here still. She needed to talk to him.
Suddenly the door opened with a bang and she closed her eyes in reflex. The muffle sounds of footsteps approached to her and stopped near the bed. She peeked through her lashes.
It was not him! She relieved.
Dilshad waited for some time to tell the truth to that poor girl but cannot manage the actual words when she was staring at her.
'What will I tell her?' Dilshad thought. Is she sleeping? Then I think I should go, she must be tired'
Then she looked at her and without thinking Dilshad blurted, Zoya!! I am so sorry!!! Asad will not come here tonight'
Zoya stared at her dumbfounded!
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That's it for today. Do like and leave comments if you want to read more. I hope you guys liked the beginning.π
Lots of loveπ€
Swapno
--------Index--------
Prologue: Page 1
Chapter 1: Page 5
Chapter 2: Page 8
Chapter 3: Page 14
Chapter 4: Page 20
Chapter 5: Page 28
Chapter 6: Page 39
Chapter 7: Page 49
Chapter 8: Page 61
Chapter 9: Page 73
Chapter 10: Page 86
Chapter 11: Page 97
Chapter 12: Page 109
Chapter 13: Page 122
Chapter 14: Page 135
Link to Thread 2 : https://www.india-forums.com/forum posts.asp?TID=3836855#p97185559
Edited by swapno - 10 years ago