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ZaYa OS-They Fell In Love
Another of those horrendous meetings for Aliya, for her this Larka Dekho fiasco was running her patience thin. And as she counted the list this one was going to be the fifth one in a row she was sure she would end up rejecting. She wasn't difficult- no not at all, rude...not in grace's dreams...just a little, okay fine a little more than just little, WEIRD. Yes weird enough to test a guy's principles through her craziness, only on the first meeting.
"I am going to marry him mom, there has to be that thing which raises the cyclone inside me... and you know what can stir me..right." She had once told her mom when she was all frustrated with her back to back rejections. They were a part of the class where the other gender, usually, preferred doing the honors of rejecting girls but her Aliya called herself The New Girl of the 21st Century'. Oh her way of twisting morals.
And when they were finally there, the tea was already set, just to spare her the pain of bringing it in the traditional way. There he was sitting casually amidst her sis and mom, who were busy chatting the evening away with her mom. Some old friends. Aliya counted minutes as she waited for him to steal a glance at her, the way other pretending-to-be-shy guys did. But to her utter surprise he did not look up even for once. Their eyes contacted only for the slightest minute when he said that handsome hello to her and then...never. Of course until they were shown the way to her little garden where they could have a comfortable talk.
"Surprise..clears the first round..." Aliya mused.
They paced around in that tiny opening. He was all so cool and not-so-cheesy, which Aliya had accepted as a trait now.
"So what's the cost of liberty Zain?" She called him directly by his name. Formalities? Nah not her thing.
"It's how you perceive i?" He replied turning towards her just to give that handsome raised brow. Handsome smile...handsome brow, the one raised..what else? Aliya checked in her mind.
"Oh well means...letting your wife drive your favorite car.?" It was a question of course but he was too kool for questions. He actually really tossed the key towards her before making it to his car.
"This one is not my favorite." He said shifting his entire weight on the bonnet.
Who cares?' Her mind yelled at the top of world's voices. She knew how to drive but having the felicity of having to drive a car was on rare occasions only. The reason being they did not own one. The other being friends, rich ones, knew who the driver Aliya was. And of the past four specimens none had so directly offered her a drive, yes everyone was willing for a ride with her. Right now she could'nt care much.
Once the control was in her hands she had crossed that No Trespassing' sign at fifty above a mile. He faced her with a questioning look.
"Haye lady I don't break traffic rules..." He gave her the much needed piece of information.
"I'm driving...you see!" She gave him that oh-its-really-fine looks. He shrugged and she decided to give him the second ordeal. A chance to be his real cheesy self.
There sitting on the tailgate they saw the planes taking off with the black inky sky studded with micro-shining coins in the background.
"I've never been in love." She told him.
"I'm sorry." He said consoling her. "You have missed out a lot."
His audacity stunned her but that handsome curve of the lips, as he said those words, for a moment drowned the night in its essence. Things might have felt brighter if she hadn't confiscated her feeling the very moment they wanted to foment.
"So what is the feeling like?" She asked wanting to continue.
"Oh well... things turn colors and places all at once and you drown into something I cant explain..." Of course he couldn't explain. Love is something unexplainable, but the kool dude had to come up with something even when he had no slightest idea about how it felt in love. He, for the longest time, had never felt so either.
And the girl was busy trying to imagine how things would actually change colors and shift around... what came was a total mess. She rejected her thoughts and gazed at the night. And she wanted to explore more... they had an intact night ahead of them to pull it away in knowing each other until the blue and red lights came shining from a good distance. Zain saw it coming behind her, the light's danced on her excited features and he felt something close to memorization. But you don't really get to admire beauty all the time. She sprang up, he thought in desperation, but really she was all excited.
"Let's make a run..." She squealed.
"Pardon me?" He asked flabbergasted at the note.
"Of course it would make a good story... we could tell our grand children when we are old." Her words made his stomach turn cartwheels. Here he was seeing her for the very first time and she was all gone to the old age.
"My dad is going to kill me...if not yours." He said bursting her bubble.
"Come on... this is India... you can really make a good easy escape."
"You are crazy..." He said snatching the keys away. The cop car was a yard away. Two huge bellies came out. Zain half expected doughnuts to ooze out.
"You two...didn't you see that No Trespassers' sign?" One cop said pulling his cap straight. He felt drowsy but still active enough to maintain his steady glare.
"We seem to have missed that..." Aliya toppled over some extra sugary tone.
"ahan?" They other chubby fellow exclaimed. Zain shook his head knowing exactly what next was to come.
"And I never break traffic rules cop...oh nice pink badge you have there..." She quoted him and then pointed towards the cops shirt. Zain eyed her, knowing exactly that she was trying to sweet talk those cops. But she had missed the pink badge to be a pink icing from a sugar bun. Zain wanted to laugh, weird enough under such circumstances.
The cop rubbed the pink icing away and held out the cuffs for them. They signaled them to sit inside the car.
"You have a lighter sir?" She asked the cop annoying the hell out of him. Zain took a quick glance at her lips and knew it the other instant that she didn't smoke. It made him laugh out hard. The annoyed cop slammed the door shut on him laughing. They sat side by side, much closer in that smaller than a single seater couch cop car.
"You are just too much..." He wanted to say more but the blue lights came dancing on her face again. And this time he wanted to take in the beauty of the moment. She was beautiful in all the sense but there was something in the way the blue lights were shining.. bringing out the freedom in her. Any other girl in her place would have gone under the blanket of gloom but here she was blossoming in the latest shift of circumstances.
"I've never been to jail...eve!" She told him as if in a trance. Where actually she was wondering what the interior of a real jail looked like. Wondering if there where actually places and chances of a prison break. For a moment Dufresne from The Shawshank Redemption' flashed in her mind and excitement lit her face.
"and I have never wanted to be in one..." Zain said and completed the rest of his sentence to himself. "...but of course not today..."
And the police people took their all sweet time while they were locked up together in that dirty den of a hen. She told him her follies with the previous men and thanked God for having her plight ended. He did not need to wonder why. Being the chosen one was in itself a felicity. They drove past their lives shining, smiling, laughing in those few hours before they were bailed out.
She had done that, stealing his heart innocently. And he had done that, winning her trust principally.
They fel in love in the back of the cop car.
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So, here's a ZaYafied version of Keith Urban's - Cop Car
I do not know where I took it. Just a random shot. Leave me your feedback hun!
do point out anything unsuitable please😃
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