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CHAPPY #5
zoya's pov
love's seasoning
2 days passed longer than I thought.my
father was buried on Saturday and now his soul rest in peace...that's all I can
wish.last 2 nights were terrible...my mother's totally devasted and I couldn't
help but sympathise with her. Humairah's tears just won't stop coz she was
closer to abbu than me. I used to roam around the country but humairah always
stayed with him...nd I can totally understand her plight. As for me...yes I
stayed strong only coz I know my father wanted me to. He wanted me to take care
of my family...and for one thing m very glad! My hard work all of these years
would surely support ammi and humairah...my needs are not wat I care now! 2
days and I still feel hollow...why can't these tears just flow and give my
throat some relief! The lump seems to be choking my voice box and I can't speak
much.huh! so much pity on me that I can't even cry with my family?
I miss abbu...but I was never a close
daughter to my parent's. I just used to study and if I needed something I wud
ask them.somehow I managed to get a scholarhip and started to work at playhouse
as a part time job. That was happiest moment of my life...i raised money! Then
my success flourished and I began taking care of my own needs.but now I'm
feeling like I've suddenly grown up so
much...I'm given my family's responsibility...I don't know if m ready for
this or not...? The future seems dangerous and unknown. Life goes blank when I
think now...but I remember when I was a kid ...I always used to think my life
with my love. I just wish if he wud have been here with me...he wud have
advised me or helped me to attain these responsibilities. Humairah's a big girl
and my abbu left everything to her. That kinda pricked something inside my
heart. I admit I never wanted anything from him ever but he was my abbu! Wasn't
he supposed to leave something to his elder daughter too...m not sure if I'm
important anymore.
Nobody's caring about me! Ammi and
humairah are just supporting each other in their agony and what abt me?i've
lost my father too...yet I went and hugged them but they didn't even look at me!
I can see lot of change ever since i came back from goa. Humairah seems to
ignore me...huh! but sad that when my so called ammi needed money she sent a
servant to take it. I don't mind giving money to her for she's my ammi but she
cud have come by herself! I never earned money thinking I was doing for
others...call me selfish but I was always like this...limited earning and for me...I
managed in that and rest I've kept for this day. I knew one day m gonna be left
alone...and now its like I have nobody...living in my house seems strange...indore
seems strange...if only one thing I cud wish...that wud be going to Bhopal again
and find asad if I can...the only person I feel who cares and to whom I am
somebody...that's asad and I want him badly...at the cemetery we girls are not
allowed and I don't even know if raashid uncle has come...and if he wud be there
? I didn't even see nzma and dilshaad aunty. *sigh*...
I felt my stomach grumbling again.'shut
up' I shouted like it wud hear me! But next what I hear is a knock on my door...I
stood up from my bed and walks lazily wondering who would be approaching
me...the unwanted member in this family...but also the most needed earner *sigh*.
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asad's pov
I
feel stupid now...racing on my bike to her home!its been 2 days since her abbu
died and I'm going now?? F course I was there at the cemetery when he was being
buried but I mean m meeting her now?
None
of the ladies were there so I couldn't meet her then. After dropping my abbu to
airport I had gone to her house to see her.but to my surprise her ammi and
humairah never paid heed whoever stepped on their doorstep.it was zoya who was
attending everyone.she wore white chudidaar and kurta,her hairs tied in a
pony,some hairstrands ruffled around her face as if she had pulled them out in
despair,her eyes red with dark circles below her eyes.she didn't sleep I
guessed and looking at her I felt like life has been sucked out of her.she was
moving in whole house without any expressions...but I could see her turmoil.she
needed support and I was the one who can give it! I knew if I go and tell her
that who I am she wud open up and run to me crying. But watching her sincere I
remembered how she's slapped me and what she thinks of me. The environment was
of peace at the house and I didn't wanted to create a scene in their home's
silence. so I'd returned back to farhaan's home.
But
2 days have passed now and m sure guests have gone by now...so here I am making
my way to her home.i remember how happy I was when I got to know she was my
zoya...from last 2 months the girl who was unable to leave my mind was zoya.
This is great! I mean I love someone...and after years a girl happens to haunt
my dreams and that girl turns out to be the girl I loved when I was young..very
young.i smiled and applied the brakes taking out my helmet.
Humairah
greeted me at the door and i told her I was asad and aunty looked up as if
she'd seen sunshine after ages.they led me in and I offered my
condolence.till half an hour nobody
spoke of zoya and I couldn't take it anymore!sometimes relations can be this
strange! This was new to me.i always thought zoya was a pampered child but wat
did I know! I cudn't see love in their eyes for her.even humairah was
indifferent.
"can
I see zoya?" I asked as a formality.i was sure if she wud have denied I wud
have given anything to meet her...specially after seeing her family's
indifference.
Something
fishy came out in aunty's twinkling eyes.
"ofcourse
asad. Left from the upper balcony"
I
stood up,my mind wondering why she was smiling suddenly! i followed the path to
her bedroom door and knocked.she opened the door and looked at me.i watched as
her expressions changed to acknowlegment. then to
relief,irritation,annoyance,surprise and finally anger as expected.
Before
she could say or do something like slapping me again I started "m sorry
zoya...last time I hugged you so tightly I mean I was overwhelmed by emotions...i
found you after so many years and I think u should know who I "enough!!
Whoever u are just get out of my house pls! how dare you enter my house.wait!
does ammi know? u Came stealthly or wat? Look mr. tattoo lover my abbu is no
more so it doesn't mean anyone can enter my house and I can't fight and protect
my family.guys like u shud be jailed and beaten badly.first u faked friendship
and then hugged me!! Wat r ur intentions huh? Wasn't that slap enough that ur
here again to try at me?i am not alone...I I am not alone u get that?" she
spoke thru her teeth the last sentence while her tears gave way.i was standing
there not able to bear the pain her eyes revealed to me.she was burdened and
had lots in her mind.she poured all her annoyance and irritation retorting back
to me.i understood she was angry on something else and was just trying to let
out at me.but I felt a lump in my throat when she spoke the last sentence.
"zoya
ur not alone...I I am back...I am with u" I tried to comfort her moving towards her
as she moved backwards glaring at me now.
"how
dare u speak my name thru that shitty mouth of urs...huh?i I tell u I will shout
out loud." She tried threatening me.
I
stopped in my tracks unable to take her outburst of tears. "zoya stop it pls.ur
hurting no one but urself. Pls don't stress out and listen to me once pls"
"I
said not to speak my name! chachu!!!!!" oh freak she actually shouted! Thank
god he wasn't at home and I quickly moved forward to cover her mouth and our
momentum led us to rest against the wall.
Her
muffled voices came from behind my hand on her mouth.i held her other hand
tightly.
"enough
zoya! Don't try to pretend ur not affected by ur abbu's death. For god's sake
just cry for once..u'd feel better...why r u holding back...u see this won't help
u overcome ur despair! i..." I took a deep breath and released her hand.she kept
her hand on my hand which was on her mouth still and lowered it.
"m
sorry for wat I did last tym we met. But would u be able to control now if I
tell u that ...that I am asad?"
Her
eyes grew wide and she looked straight in my eyes. "who did u say u are?" she
whispered and asked still in shock
I
smiled and held her hand as I bent down "ur lover at ur service ma'am."
"asad?
ur ...ur not joking are u?"
I
gazed in her eyes deeply and said seriously "zoya...it has always been
you...those meetings we did and I never knew u were the one I loved
wholeheartedly. Until last tym on beach..." I smiled at her and finally she came
to my level at her knees and hugged me as tightly as I had done.i reciprocated
the hug and caressed her back as she let out her suffocated tears. I cried
silent tears as I thought how alone she felt all of these years but still
managed to enjoy life independently. But now I have made my decision...from
this day zoya wouldn't face indifference and would feel needed.she is special
and life has gifted me another chance to live my love.
She
moved back and cupped my face...now her eyes showed gratitude and somewhere a
li'll bit guilt.i knew what she was thinking.
"zoya
don't look at me that way. I ain't gonna slap u" I chuckled and she smiled
finally and again her tears flowed. " m sorry but why didn't u tell me u were
asad then only?"
"like
u left me a choice?look it still hurts!"
She
giggled and shook her head at me.
"what
if this is all a dream...am I trusting the right person?"
"what
do u mean?" I asked curling her hair strands behind her ears.
"don't
u think u should have some proof...like ur really my asad?"
I
rolled my eyes and looked at her tear streaming face with a michivious hint in
her eyes.
I
wiped her tears and said "no tears pushpa.." I smirked at her knowing well she
was recalling our confession night when I stated the same lines.she smiled and
hugged me again.
"u
don't know how much I've missed u asad."
"I
love you zoya...always have,always will...till I die"
She
moved back and glared at me again "I asked u not to say that the night at the
river ghat"
"okay
sorry my sweetheart! Now pls stand up...my knees hurt"
She
rolled her eyes and stood up smiling upwards as if thanking god for sending me
back in her life.she lost her father but god has a better plan for her. Now I
knew what was I supposed to do. Love her unconditionally...pamper her,spoil
her,punish her if she turns out to be a brat. It feels like I have every right
on her...and she's mine.
"I
love you too" she said and hugged me again...the warmest feeling surrounded me
and I kissed her forehead.we were back together and this time I wasn't going to
hold back...neither was I going to go anywhere leaving her.i love her and
after those years I finally found her...my happiness knew no bounds. I know
she lost her dad but...still! god decides for us...not bad but the better. I guess
god's will is to be accepted by everyone. And in my life and zoya's...destiny
and time tested us enough...its time we unite for a lifetime.
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Yeah
now you all can pick up those stones which were aimed at me with last update.🤣
happy now??😃😃 so most of u already guessed how and when they'll meet...but partly😆
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Edited by suearmaniac - 8 years ago
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