ShortFic:'Ramin'...Ch 2..

I am starting a new short fic.its not inspired by any serial whose characters i could chose.a random one.not more than 6-7 chapters.

CHAPTER ONE

"ye kaam ramin ko de de...wo hi ise anjaam dega."
"ji khalid bhai."

khalid bhai ws the man who took care of all the work and acts that were to b carried in delhi.he had a big workshop of bombs , guns , bullets...etc.

"lekin bhai wo to naya hai..kya kar paayega??"
"bilkul karega , naya josh hai...hamara bacha hai..bilkul karega.saari barikiyaan bata diyo..aur ye tasveer bhi de diyo."
"ji bhai."

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"faizaan , zara chachajaan ke haath to baandh de , inhein bhi to pata chale ki khaalid bhai ke ilaake mein rehkar , unke khilaaf police mein byaan dene se kya hota hai."
"arrey ramin bhaijaan , jaane dete hain...budhi haddiyaan hain.."said faizaan.

it ws all mocking concern.

ramin , faizaan n sadiq were togeder since childhood.they were very close frnz.ramin ws tall , fair , had brown eyes and always wore black colored long kurta with black jeans and had long scarf resting around his shoulders.he had very fine physique.
faizaan was also handsome as his name meant so....bt sadiq ws golumolu of the 3.

"ab pervez chacha soch rahe honge ki hamein ye sab kaise pata chala?"

ramin looked towards old man.he was quiet.but had a look of worry.

"arrye aap jis officer ko khalid bhai ke khilaaf sabut de kar aaye the , wo pichhle 5 saal se hamara diye ghar mein rehta hai , hamara diya TV dekhta hai , uske bache hamari wajah se aaj skool ja rahe hain...aur aap unhi ke aage sach bol aaye...wo bhi sabut ke saath..."

they cud see the hurt expressions in his eyes.bt still he ws worried of something.

"kya hua chacha..pehle sab kuchh pata karke aisa kaam karna tha na...chalo ab jaldi se bata do...baki ki tasveerein kahan hai??"askd ramin.

he was quiet.

"to aap aise nahin maanenge..theek hai , faizaan inki 1 ungli kaat do."

faizaan looked up in horror.it was nt the usual ramin.he was violent bt not this much.

"faizaan , suna nahi tumne.."he screamed.
"par.."

before he could complete...

"abbu...darwaza kholiye , hum hain naaz."

and pervez was suddenly restless.he was worried coz of his daughter , naaz , she ws bold and courageous , studied in 1st year in college , n it ws time for her to return.and like every father he too was scared for his naaz.

she knocked hard this time.

"abbu aap theek to hain na...kholiye darwaza."

"to aapki beti hai."askd saadiq this time.
"use in sab se dur hi rakho."the old man spoke to three.

ramin opened the door suddenly n holding her wrist , pulled her inside.she was panicked.she was slightly leaning on him due to sudden moment.he felt warmth flowing from her shoulder that touched his chest.

n her eyes caught his attention...well only her eyes , with perfect black kohl , were visible.she was wearing black coloured burka.

"chhodiye humein."she told him.
"humne kaha chhodiye hamara haath."n she pulled away her hand from his.

"abbu aap theek to hain...aur ye sab kaun hain?"

"faizaan , saadiq...chalo yahan se aur chacha aap , hamari kahi baaton par gaur farmaiyega."

they stormed out of their single room house in very busy patli gali , nayi sadak , area of chandni chowk.logon ki bheed mein wo 1 pal mein kahan kho gaye , pata hi nahi chala.

**

it ws few hrs aftr the whole thing , ramin sat still in his room.faizaan n saadiq were playing cards.he still could see those eyes behind that veil of burka.
he stood up n walked towards the same house.it was almost night and all shops were closing down.no1 noticed his , fast walking.one lane after the other , entering into congested lanes of chandni chowk n then leaving them , in 10 mins he reached her house.hid behind a pillar , n waited. 8.30PM...9PM...she came out aftr complete an hour , to throw away the dirty water , this time minus her burkha.she had long hair coz they were tied into a strong bun.she was fair , coz her skin was glowing in the street light.she had a b'ful figure , he could see it clearly as she was without her dupatta.and white color perfectly suits her , she was wearing a white coloured suit.
it was just a moment he saw her.and he noticed everything.he didnt even realised that half the dirty water fell on him...he didnt complained.

she had seen girls...bt not like her.naaz.true to her name.

"aaj 4 din ho gaye hain , ramin ne abhi tak wo tasveerein nahi di."
"maine aaj subah hi use fone kiya tha , lekin usne baat hi nahi ki."
"hai kahan ye ladka..?"
"pata nahi khalid bhai 4 din se yahan nahi aaya , fone bhi nahi uthata."
"aur faizaan , use fone kiya?"
"wo bas 1 hi baat kehta hai , 'kaam chal raha hai'."
"2 din aur dekh lo , iske baad rashid ko keh dena aur ramin ko uske abbu ke paas bhej dena.jo kaam na kare aise logon ki hamein zarurat nahi."

"tu kya karta hai ajkal , pata hai ashfaq bhai kitne baar puchh chuke hain ki us pervez se saare subut liye ki nahi lekin tu na jaane kaunsi dhun mei khoya hai."

he found him on terrace.watching ppl settling to their work.the lane ws so full of people.

"faizaan mere paas waqt nahi hai , tu ja kar dekh le."ramin still looked at the busy people of old delhi.

he held his shoulders..

"kya hua hai , tu kya kar raha hai ajkal?"
"kuchh nahi mere bhai , bas jaise hi kuchh hoga , bata dunga."
"tu janta nahi khalid bhai ko , unko tujhe khatam karwane mein 1 min bhi nahi lagega.chal aaja pehle unka kaam pura kar lete hain fir..."he was cut in between.
"tujhe kaha na ja kar dekh le..."he screamed.

last 4 days he was trying to understand his feelings.they were new.they didnt let him sleep.they felt good.

"aaram se chaliye kaka."

he heard the similar voice.he saw down on the road.it was naaz , sitting on a rikshaw , which had just hit a scooter.he smiled.he saw her in broad daylight.first time.n it was heavenly.fair , eyes , nose , lips , hands with bangles , a small jhumki in her ear.she wasnt wearing burka this time.light pink colored suit n had taken dupatta on her head.a strand of hair kept falling on her face which she tucked behind her ear time n again.

she is beautiful.the word was so not his type.but she is beautiful.n he cud watch her all day.but she was going far every moment....every second...every minute.he jumped from one terrace to another..trying to follow her...in his own way.

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CHAPTER TWO

he was on his bike , standing near the chaiwalla , outside the college.she came out , wid a girl.

"naaz chal na movie dekhne chalte hain."
"nahi shivika , ghar jaana hai."
"tujhe ghar jaane ki itni jaldi kyu lagi rehti hai??"
"bas aise hi.chal main jaati hoon."

she again took the rikshaw and started fr her home.she didnt noticed him until it ws the red light in front of red fort.he stopped his bike just adjacent to her.he glanced her.she had covered her face wid her dupatta except eyes.her best feature.

he kept on staring her.she felt something n looked in his drieection n froze.here was the same man who had threatened her abbu n he is staring her.allah ka shukra hai ki usi waqt , light changed to green and rikshaw walla brought her in the safe zone of her own lane.but was she even safe there??

"suno."

she was stunned.she had just paid the rikshaw n from here she had to walk to her house as the lanes were pretty congested , no vehicle could get in.

she ignored him.

"naaz , ruko."ramin said again.

this time she stopped.but didnt turned.she was scared.breathing

"mera naam ramin hai.aur shyad main...."

"aap hamara peechha kyu kar rahe hain?"she askd in quivering voice."kya bigada hai abbu ne aapka , aap hamein chhod kyu nahi dete apne halat par."she continued.

had he forgot how he first saw her.yes...he was there to threaten her abbu...even kill him after work was done.how could he forgot.she was scared.she had to be after all he has done.

he watched her go...far from him.he felt a stab of pain....wo khud apna hi dushman ban baitha tha.now he realised.he thought everything would be easy.how wrong he was.

he was quiet all the evening.faizaan noticed it.

"kya hua ramin."he askd.

ramin knew , if int he world he had to tell some1 , it wud b faizaan n no1 else.he needed to know wat to do.his brain as for now was on strike n denied of any thots.

"faizaan , hamein hamein shayad ishq ho gaya hai?"
"sach ramin , ye to bohot naseeb waalon ko hota hai.aapko to khish hona chahiye.allah kuch hi bando ko ye rog dete hain."

he hugged ramin.he too smiled.he was correct.

"waise kaun hain jisne , ye gunaah ki gustakhi ki?"he askd teasingly.
"naaz."
"naaz...ye naam kahin suna....ramin.."he screamed his name.
"aaap kehne chahate hain ki pervez ki beti naaz.par hamein us se mile to kuchh hi din huye hain...aur aap to unhein sahi se....jaante hain...hai na??"he completed after pause.

he nodded in yes.

"aapne unka peechha kiya...."

he nodded again.

"lekin wo humse darr rahi hain , wo samajhti hain ki hum unhein maarne aaye hain."
"sahi samajhti hai wo.hamara kaam hi yahi hai ramin.khalid bhai ne kehelwa ke bheja hai ki wo 1 din aur dekhenge , uske baad kisi aur ko keh denge."
"to achha hai na , kam se kam in na pakh hhathon se hamein unke abbu ka qatl to nahi karna padega."
"aap samajh nahi rahein hain , jab khalid bhai koi aadha kaam , kisi aur ke denge matlab hamein nahi chhodenge.unka usool to aap jante hain--'jab koi kisi kaam ka nahi to use jeene ka haq nahi'."
"yaad hai faizaan , unke usool yaad hain.lekin apni mohabbat to qurbaan nahi kar sakta."
"karni to padegi , ramin , wo pervez ko zinda nahin chhodenge....aur shayad naaz ko bhi."
"main paane se pehle hi khona nahi chahata."
"bhul jaiye ramin.jo cheez sirf dukh aur dard laaye wo mohabbat nahi ho sakti."
"nahi faizaan.ab ye mohabbat to paar hogi , saare imtihaan paar karegi."
"tum kya soch rahe ho."
"bas mera saath dete raho."
"lekin hamare paas waqt hi nahi hai.pervez ne wo subut dene nahi hai , aur usne de bhi diye tab bhi uska marna to tai hai."
"1 koshish to kar sakta hoon."
"tum bohot chahate ho use?"
"haan."
"aur wo?"
"pata nahi."
"fir bhi sab kuchh dav per laga doge?"
"yahi to mohabbat hai faizaan , mera saath doge na?"

he held his hand.faizaan haccepted it more tightly.

"shukriya."
"kabhi bhi."
"to kya socha hai?"
"pehle to pervez shekh ko khabar karni hogi.unhein sanjhana hoga ki hum unke saath hain."
"ramin , 1 baar fir soch le , teri maut bhi ho sakti hai , aur ye bhi ki tujhe ishq ki ibadat na mile..."
"main samajhata hoon , fir bhi is baat ki tassali rahegi ki ek koshish to kari."

they hugged again.it was determined.going against khalid bhai will only give them death.bt they knew him n his shortcomings.there was a little hope of being saved also.and that hope was all he could ask for.it was love for ramin n friendship for faizaan.both togeder could win a war , it was just khalid bhai only.

**

the knock was a fast one.naaz opened the door.he pushed her and immidiately get in.

naaz n her abbu were too shocked to react.it was not their first time though , bt not frequent also.

"ab kya kehne aaye ho yahan."
"shh."

both father n daughter were confused.
they were silent for another 5 mins wen there was a knock on the door , again.
ramin opened the door.he knew faizaan n saadiq will be there.

"jaldi andar aa jao."

"ye ho kya raha hai."pervez was furious.
"dekhiye chacha , hum yahan aapki madad ke liye hain."faizaan replied.

the previous mock tone in 'chacha' was replaced by a serious concern.

faizaan , was trying to explain things , meanwhile , ramin was in some other world.her eyes , wid kohl , were so deep , intense.
she too was staring him without blinking this time , hiding behind his father , face covered with the dupatta of light blue suit she wore.a strand of light brown hair rested above her left eye-brow.

"naaz , tum andar jao."

he had brown eyes , a perfect jawline which was tightened according to the situation but eventually got eased off.a glint of passion.his unkempt hair , little trimmed beard n tight muscles beneath his black kurta, which she could see from the sleeves which were rolled up till the elbow.

"naaz andar jao."his father reminded her strictly.
"ji abbu."

"tum sab kehna kya chahate ho ki tum ab apne khalid bhai ke khilaaf ho?"
"hum ek beech ka rasta nikalne aaye hain?"
"jaan sakta hoon kyu?"
"kyunki...."he stopped.he realised its not the right time."kyunki main jaanta hoon aap sahi ho."he completed.

it was not enuff for pervez to trust him.may be it was some kind of trap laid by khalid only.but something in ramon's eye made him to trust the guy in front of him.the fire which were in his eyes did represented truth.

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CHAPTER TWO

he was on his bike , standing near the chaiwalla , outside the college.she came out , wid a girl.

"naaz chal na movie dekhne chalte hain."
"nahi shivika , ghar jaana hai."
"tujhe ghar jaane ki itni jaldi kyu lagi rehti hai??"
"bas aise hi.chal main jaati hoon."

she again took the rikshaw and started fr her home.she didnt noticed him until it ws the red light in front of red fort.he stopped his bike just adjacent to her.he glanced her.she had covered her face wid her dupatta except eyes.her best feature.

he kept on staring her.she felt something n looked in his drieection n froze.here was the same man who had threatened her abbu n he is staring her.allah ka shukra hai ki usi waqt , light changed to green and rikshaw walla brought her in the safe zone of her own lane.but was she even safe there??

"suno."

she was stunned.she had just paid the rikshaw n from here she had to walk to her house as the lanes were pretty congested , no vehicle could get in.

she ignored him.

"naaz , ruko."ramin said again.

this time she stopped.but didnt turned.she was scared.breathing

"mera naam ramin hai.aur shyad main...."

"aap hamara peechha kyu kar rahe hain?"she askd in quivering voice."kya bigada hai abbu ne aapka , aap hamein chhod kyu nahi dete apne halat par."she continued.

had he forgot how he first saw her.yes...he was there to threaten her abbu...even kill him after work was done.how could he forgot.she was scared.she had to be after all he has done.

he watched her go...far from him.he felt a stab of pain....wo khud apna hi dushman ban baitha tha.now he realised.he thought everything would be easy.how wrong he was.

he was quiet all the evening.faizaan noticed it.

"kya hua ramin."he askd.

ramin knew , if int he world he had to tell some1 , it wud b faizaan n no1 else.he needed to know wat to do.his brain as for now was on strike n denied of any thots.

"faizaan , hamein hamein shayad ishq ho gaya hai?"
"sach ramin , ye to bohot naseeb waalon ko hota hai.aapko to khish hona chahiye.allah kuch hi bando ko ye rog dete hain."

he hugged ramin.he too smiled.he was correct.

"waise kaun hain jisne , ye gunaah ki gustakhi ki?"he askd teasingly.
"naaz."
"naaz...ye naam kahin suna....ramin.."he screamed his name.
"aaap kehne chahate hain ki pervez ki beti naaz.par hamein us se mile to kuchh hi din huye hain...aur aap to unhein sahi se....jaante hain...hai na??"he completed after pause.

he nodded in yes.

"aapne unka peechha kiya...."

he nodded again.

"lekin wo humse darr rahi hain , wo samajhti hain ki hum unhein maarne aaye hain."
"sahi samajhti hai wo.hamara kaam hi yahi hai ramin.khalid bhai ne kehelwa ke bheja hai ki wo 1 din aur dekhenge , uske baad kisi aur ko keh denge."
"to achha hai na , kam se kam in na pakh hhathon se hamein unke abbu ka qatl to nahi karna padega."
"aap samajh nahi rahein hain , jab khalid bhai koi aadha kaam , kisi aur ke denge matlab hamein nahi chhodenge.unka usool to aap jante hain--'jab koi kisi kaam ka nahi to use jeene ka haq nahi'."
"yaad hai faizaan , unke usool yaad hain.lekin apni mohabbat to qurbaan nahi kar sakta."
"karni to padegi , ramin , wo pervez ko zinda nahin chhodenge....aur shayad naaz ko bhi."
"main paane se pehle hi khona nahi chahata."
"bhul jaiye ramin.jo cheez sirf dukh aur dard laaye wo mohabbat nahi ho sakti."
"nahi faizaan.ab ye mohabbat to paar hogi , saare imtihaan paar karegi."
"tum kya soch rahe ho."
"bas mera saath dete raho."
"lekin hamare paas waqt hi nahi hai.pervez ne wo subut dene nahi hai , aur usne de bhi diye tab bhi uska marna to tai hai."
"1 koshish to kar sakta hoon."
"tum bohot chahate ho use?"
"haan."
"aur wo?"
"pata nahi."
"fir bhi sab kuchh dav per laga doge?"
"yahi to mohabbat hai faizaan , mera saath doge na?"

he held his hand.faizaan haccepted it more tightly.

"shukriya."
"kabhi bhi."
"to kya socha hai?"
"pehle to pervez shekh ko khabar karni hogi.unhein sanjhana hoga ki hum unke saath hain."
"ramin , 1 baar fir soch le , teri maut bhi ho sakti hai , aur ye bhi ki tujhe ishq ki ibadat na mile..."
"main samajhata hoon , fir bhi is baat ki tassali rahegi ki ek koshish to kari."

they hugged again.it was determined.going against khalid bhai will only give them death.bt they knew him n his shortcomings.there was a little hope of being saved also.and that hope was all he could ask for.it was love for ramin n friendship for faizaan.both togeder could win a war , it was just khalid bhai only.

**

the knock was a fast one.naaz opened the door.he pushed her and immidiately get in.

naaz n her abbu were too shocked to react.it was not their first time though , bt not frequent also.

"ab kya kehne aaye ho yahan."
"shh."

both father n daughter were confused.
they were silent for another 5 mins wen there was a knock on the door , again.
ramin opened the door.he knew faizaan n saadiq will be there.

"jaldi andar aa jao."

"ye ho kya raha hai."pervez was furious.
"dekhiye chacha , hum yahan aapki madad ke liye hain."faizaan replied.

the previous mock tone in 'chacha' was replaced by a serious concern.

faizaan , was trying to explain things , meanwhile , ramin was in some other world.her eyes , wid kohl , were so deep , intense.
she too was staring him without blinking this time , hiding behind his father , face covered with the dupatta of light blue suit she wore.a strand of light brown hair rested above her left eye-brow.

"naaz , tum andar jao."

he had brown eyes , a perfect jawline which was tightened according to the situation but eventually got eased off.a glint of passion.his unkempt hair , little trimmed beard n tight muscles beneath his black kurta, which she could see from the sleeves which were rolled up till the elbow.

"naaz andar jao."his father reminded her strictly.
"ji abbu."

"tum sab kehna kya chahate ho ki tum ab apne khalid bhai ke khilaaf ho?"
"hum ek beech ka rasta nikalne aaye hain?"
"jaan sakta hoon kyu?"
"kyunki...."he stopped.he realised its not the right time."kyunki main jaanta hoon aap sahi ho."he completed.

it was not enuff for pervez to trust him.may be it was some kind of trap laid by khalid only.but something in ramon's eye made him to trust the guy in front of him.the fire which were in his eyes did represented truth.

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