Tu jo rootha toh kaun hansega
Tu jo chhuta toh kaun rahega
Tu chup hai toh yeh darr lagta hai
Apna mujhko ko ab kaun kahega
Tu hi wajah
Tere bina bewajah bekar hoon main
Tera yaar hoon main
Tera yaar hoon main
Aditya rolled the stone with the tip of his shoe as he walked down the spiral streets of Dalhousie, a quiet town-cum-hill station in the peaceful state of Himachal Pradesh... The stone rolled out of his grip of the slide of the road, while his thoughts still tried to roll out of him... This place was his rescue in India, after the chaos that his life created six months ago... One thing into the other, and he didn't get time to take a breather, and his world went upside down. He suddenly got married with Zoya, and as he was trying to get into the life, one thing into the other led to the entry of the two villains in the name of Rajveer and his Nani, that ruined everything... His world came crashing down like a pack of cards, one after the other, what with his father's death... Aditya kicked another stone hard that went rocking down the road with the energy with which he had kicked it... He regretted every moment of his life, when he decided to drink till he dropped in that damn bar... How he wished he had listened to Zoya and had not driven away from home... He hated himself to have drunk so much. He had vowed to himself to not consume alcohol ever since Zoya came in his life, and at the first instance of tension he had immersed himself into the intoxication. Damn! How he wished he had a lot more patience like Arjun had... Things could have sorted so well... Neither they would have lost Paa, nor would maa lose her sanity, and spend the rest of her life in an asylum in Mumbai, nor would Zoya had to go what she went through...
A fat tear rolled out of his eyes thinking about her... It has been 6 months since he saw her last... In that wrecked up state... with Rajveer... He came to know that Zoya did it all for bailing him out and proving him innocent... But some things have to be done... So did they have to go thorugh... Pretending... To have separated... Do as they were told... Aditya remembered Zoya's words in the Jail before she went to Rajveer- "Aditya, aapki aur humari agni pareeksha ka time aa gaya hai... Aap wo keejiye, jo aapko karne ko bola hai... Baaki sab kuch hum sambhaal lenge... Hum papa ki maut ka hisaab, mummyji ki uss haalat ka jawaab aur aapki aur arjun ki izzat ka badla ab hum lenge... Apna khayaal rakhiyega... Khuda Hafiz!" she had hugged him one last time, after which the dramas unfolded... him coming out of jail, finding zoya in a compromising position with rajveer, all the drama that ensued, and finally their break up... She had left... Him alone... To fight alone...
He knew, whatever she did was for their, own good, yet to not have seen the piece of his soul, his soul mate for months was a sheer torture... He had no cell phone, no internet, and no means of communication here... He lived a life of total solitude, so that none can track him down... He lived an anonymous life, he ran a medium size business AdZee... An advertising company, that he ran with a new friend here... Again a part of Zoya's plan... Nobody really knew who he was, and why he was here...
Aaja ladein phir khilono ke liye
Tu jeete main haar jaun
Aaja karein phir wohi shararate
Tu bhaage main maar khaun
Mitthi si woh gaali teri
Sunne ko taiyaar hoon main
Tera yaar hoon main
Tera yaar hoon main
Tera yaar hoon
He jogged down the street... He saw the date on the calendar of the local tea vendor... It is her birthday... He wished to collect a gift for her, no matter if she wasn't with him anymore, and he had no clue where she is, and what she is up to... Yet, he jogged down the street to a gift shop... They were celebrating 20 years of Kuch Kuch Hota Hai, and a small miniature of Rahul and Anjali sitting back to back was made out of silicon, into idols... Aditya couldn't help smile at it... It so reminded him of Zoya... Their favourite movie... Without an ounce of doubt, he knew, this is what is the gift that he would have given to zoya had they been together. He paid the amount for the gift, and walked out on the street, when within a swift movement, the gift was out of his hand, and was taken away by a Buddhist monk, covered in saffron and coloured rug. Head covered with a red shawl... That was so strange for a monk to snatch away a gift... They never did such... Aditya ran behind to get the beloved gift for his beloved... Whoever this snatcher was was very agile... He ran as fast as he could, and caught up with the monk, and not caring to bicker with the monk, snatched the gift and ran at a higher speed straight to his cottage, before anyone notices anything peculiar... The snatcher ran after, and within no time, he had unlocked his main door, and shut it quickly just in time, the snatcher along with him trapped inside the house...
"Aap ek number ke besharam, behaya, aur kamzarf insaan hain, Janaab Aditya Hooda!" Zoya unwrapped her scarf as she came out of the robe of a Buddhist monk.
"Wish you a very happy birthday jaan!" he hugged her instantly, pulling her on her toes lifting her up slightly... He couldn't help but nuzzle his nose into her nape, and then lightly pecking a kiss on the spot, raising Goosebumps all over her body with the sensations.
O jaate nahi kahin rishte purane
Kisi naye ke aa jaane se
Jaata hoon main toh mujhe tu jaane de
Kyun pareshan hai mere jaane se
Toota hai toh juda hai kyu
Meri taraf tu muda hai kyu
Haq nahi tu yeh kahe ki yaar ab hum na rahe
"Thank you Aditya!" she had quietly kept her head on his throbbing chest... She craved for this warmth, this beating heart, and the strongest arms to cage her into his shelter. She so missed him!
"I missed you too!" he replied... She looked up at him, and realised, her thoughts were actually vocal. He reverted her feelings. "When did you come here? And how did you know where to find me? I was living quite an anonymous life here, after all." Aditya had awe filled on his face, love, dripping out of his eyes.
"Janaab Aditya Hooda, hum kaafi jaasoos ban gaye hain, you know... Dushmano ko sabakh sikhaane ke liye, khud ko toh pehle guru banana padega na? Aap par humari nazar rehti thi... Aap pata nahi humare baghair kaise reh liye yeh 6 mahine, humse toh aapki jhalak dekhe baghair 6 ghante bhi guzaare nahi jaate they... Aapke dost bohot achhe hain... Aapke business partner... Humare kehne par Mussourie se Dalhousie shift hue... Humare purane padosi they... Aapki dekh-rekh, khair khabar unse milti rehti thi... Aap theek hain, toh bas phir humein kya, hum har jung jeet sakte hain, aur jeet bhi li humne... Rajveer aur Uski naani ab jail mein band umar kaid ki saza kaat rahe hain..." Zoya spoke proudly.
Aditya had his fingers on his lips and a wide grin plastered his face, he kept on looking at her with awe filled eyes... His Zoya was so much unrecognisable, yet so familiarly his... Such a rare combination, truly!
"Aap humein ghoorna band karenge? Humara birthday gift?" Zoya opened her palms to see the gift... Adi handed her the box... Before opening she looked apprehensively at it, and then at him- "Ismein se phir se koi boxer's hand wagairah toh nahi niklega na?"
"Tumko mukka lagwaake kya mujhe apni shaamat laani hai...? Aaraam se kholo, tumhein achha hi lagega gift." Aditya's eyes were twinkling.
Zoya's eyes held the same twinkle that were in his... The miniatures felt so like them... She hugged it...
"Achha laga?" he asked.
"Bohot!" she reverently kept it on the side table.
"Phir mujhe bhi return gift chahiye!" Adi kept standing in the same position that he was in...
"Bataayein... Jo aap kahein... Halwa, noodles, ice cream, long drive... Whatever... Hum aaj bohot khush hain..." Zoya flared her hair.
"Mujhe meri biwi lauta do..." his face was turning pink, his throat clogged and eyes wet... The relief of finally having her with him back came to him in the form of moist happiness... He wanted her.
She went up to him, took his arms, and kept it around her waist. Her arms snaking around his neck, as she went on her toes and took his lips into a sucking kiss, and then getting back to her feet, she looked into his eyes with pure love in them- "Aapki biwi aapki hi thi... Humesha... Humesha ke liye... Bas kuch majbooriyon ne faasle rakhne par majboor kar diya tha... Hum aapke paas hain, le chaliye, jahan le jaana chaahte hain... Aapke saath-saath kahin bhi chal padenge..." Zoya confirmed her love for him till eternity... He had locked her lips into his, taking her mouth in his... his left arm on her waist, his right arm under her knees, he swiftly picked her up in his arms and walked to their bedroom, the door locking behind them; he placed her on his bed, following her on it... Caresses, kisses, soft comforting words, and a silence of love, with a tune of magic... Without any preparations, their marriage looked fulfilling to consummation... He had gently got her rid of her and his clothes, and joined her back on the bed... Loving her slow, and deep, all the way preparing her for his love... Slowly placing himself above her, he gently nudged her entrance... seeking permissions of love... With a small gasp of intrusion, Zoya was back into his arms, feeling fulfilled every moment of their lovemaking, participating with full glory, surrendering herself into his passionate insinuation. She gasped her crescendo, when his came along hers, fulfilling her with his love... Forever!
Ek teri yaari ka hi
Saaton janam haqdaar hoon main
Tera yaar hoon main!
"Zoya, apni haalat dekho, aur tumhara excitement dekho... Ye sab aaj hi zaroori tha?" Aditya tried to reprimand an adamant Zoya... Four years down the lane, past and the pain, all moved forward, now they sit together for a family photograph. It's Zoya's second godh bharayi... Noor had done the preparations... Their families were finally on track... Finally Anjana was out of the asylum; she remained quiet, but was normal... Arjun and Noor finally got married. Waseem and Roshnaq shifted back to Mussourie. Aditya's wild wish of four children was answered rather jovially by God, when they were first told by the doctors about the twins that they were expecting. They were blessed with a boy and a girl... Their family felt complete with the birth of their children; Harshad and Harsha... For some reasons, Harshad reminded Anjana of Harshvardhan Hooda, her late husband... And the birth of these children pulled her out of her mental trauma to a state of normalcy. She at least now smiled and played with the toddlers who supposed to be the life line of their grandmother. Aditya still cribbed about his, another two children, while Zoya chided him of being a greedy man, even when they have their family complete... Well, man proposes, God disposes, along with Noor and Arjun's wedding, came the revealing news of Zoya being pregnant again... Aditya was a boomer kid all along, while Zoya tried faking anger, when she actually felt amused seeing him so happy... The actual bummer came to her when she got to know that she is expecting twins again... She felt haggard thinking of the hassle of bringing up twins all over again... Well, she thought of crossing the bridge as it comes, she finally decided to smile and enjoy the remaining days of her pregnancy, while Mr. Hooda took it upon to be a fussy daddy, taking care of everything, especially Zoya, who kept her hands on her tummy, trying to smile as wide as she could, while their kids had a rock jamming session inside... Well... Things finally got fine, post the leap... Happily ever after...
~~THANKS FOR READING~~
