The Lost Spring : Zaya Chronicles (#2 pg 1)

Hey guys, I have read a lot of stories round on this forum which insprired me to write one too. It is a series of short chronicles on zaya based on the current track. Hope you all like it.

Here's a poem on it. *Not written bt me*

This day you left me
And spring lost its flower forever
At early spring, young called never
Again in a low silent day,
I heard the crisping of a lost grasshopper
In a black and white glow dream
Far away from the silky moon sprung
There birds feathers were oping with high
delicate
Though Pale petals were losing their pixel
with pleasant
But the high divine melody colored the
deep purple
Then another high spring fallen to light
purple
Yellow flowers bloom on her pale face
again
At Night mild murmur cools the heart of the
passionate
And the Sunflower rises on the first shines
of sun
Melts with a dream after a long winter
washed
-Musfiq us shaleheen



- Konpal

#1

"Haider... No I can't. I won't be able to do it". Aaliya sighed as she sat back on the couch.

"Don't... Don't you dare to loose your hopes now aaliya... We have comed a long way now." he sat beside her and put a comforting arm around her.

"I'm scared haider... What if.. What if i failed? No, I can't do this"

"Aaliya, it's not about your life now... You have to do this and i'm not listening a no from your side. Just 2 more weeks aaliya, you dont knw how much happiness it will give you."

"You sure?"

"Very much!"

"Fine, only for you"



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*After 1 year*

"Good morning princess..." haider exclaimed as he entered aaliya's room, only to notice her sleeping peacefully with a small smile on her face.

Smile - the thing which is quite a rare sigth for him. The only time he saw her smile is when she is with her little angels : Zara and Ahil. These two little angels, just about an year old are the only beam of sunshine in aaliyaa's dark life.

The darkness had started to invade her life from that day. The day which ended up every single reason for which she lived for. Had he not found her and took her in, she by now had been dead.

And this is all just because of a single person : Mr. Zain Abdullah!

first part was really interesting.love to read more.

Its is very intruiging. Do continue soon. And please write more often nd more long :P
and the poem is beautiful

#2

Zain stumbled inside the barkhat villa. Full on high, he shakingly entered his home only to be balanced by Fahad.

"Ya Allah, ye kya haal bana rakha hai tumne apna zain?" exclaimed fahad as he helped him up zain's room.

"Ek saal hogaya hai zain, please baahar aao is sadmeh se. Why the don't you find her?" he asked as he made zain sit on the bed.

"I dont deserve her bhai. Shaayad ... Nahi shayad nahi, meri hi galti thi wo sab bhai... Usne mujhe rokne ki kitni koshish ki... But I... No, I don't deserve her!" zain repeated the same thing over n over again and sleep finally conquered him.

"Tum chahe kuch bhi kaho zain, aaliya ko toh main dhundke hi rahunga." oathed fahad as he made his way out.

*Next morning*

Fahad stood infront of his phupa and phuphi's house in a dellima of entering inside or not. After a lot of debating with himself he finally ringged the bell.

Shabana opened the door, only to glare at her angrily and closing it on his face. He sighed as he made his way out.

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"Aaliya, comeon wake up princess" cooed haider.

"Uhh, haider kya hai, sone do na" she grumbled and hid her face in the blanket.

"Princess, its already 9, comeon wake up!"

"WHATT! Its 9, why didnlt you told me earlier."

"You weren't ready to wake up.. Whats my fault"

"Oh shut up! Take zara and aahil out, i will just freshenup and come down in max 10 minutes."

"okies... Come with me lovelies" haider went out with the two lovelies...

Hey...
Both chronicles were nicely written...
Loved it...
Continue soon...
And do pm me when u update...

#3

wow the poem is awesome and so are the chronicles. 👏

Awsm story