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AS PROMISED, I'M HERE...AND PLEASE...I WANT HONEST REVIEWS. I DON'T WANT YOU ALL TO GET BORED AFTER READING THIS...🥱
PROLOGUE: THE FIRST LOOK...
BANNER CREDIT- ImmortaLove 😊
"I THINK I'VE DONE IT
I'VE FOUND THE OTHER PART OF ME
NOW IT ALL WILL FIT
BECAUSE I FINALLY
KNOW WHAT I NEED
THE FINAL PIECE
MY HEART AND MIND CAN END THEIR PLEAD..."
(CREDIT TO THE AUTHOR)
Love...that's what I'd ever dreamt of...I've craved for it all my life...finally I've found it in HIM...my husband...my better half. Our tale was not a bed of rose but still with him, even a path full of pot-holes seemed worth walking...now, after a long struggle, we're going to be one. I'm going to pour my heart in front of him. I know he also feels for me but after what he's gone through...so what if he's hesitant...I'll do all the talking and his eyes will let me know...that's what he always do!!
There! My name is being called...Let me go, but wait for me...I'll surely confess today...till then wanna have a look at my...oops...our story?? Okie!! Tighten your seatbelts...It's me Zoya Farooqi taking you on a journey of trials and tribulations...of struggles and failure...on the path that led me to my LOVE...
5 YEARS BACK...
MUMBAI, INDIA
Night stars twinkled in the clear sky and moon was shining in all its glory. A girl in her mid twenties was sitting on the window sill in her room. The glowing moon reflected her beautiful face, full of happiness, her raven hairs flew with each stroke of the blowing breeze...giving her a divine appearance. She seemed extremely happy. Why...you may ask?? Why wouldn't she be? After all, it was her wedding... day after tomorrow. The biggest day of her life...
"Finally!! You're going to be entering this new phase of your life...Gosh Zoya!! That's making me nervous...but I'm happy too!!" she thought aloud.
Her thoughts drifted back to the first time she saw him...HIM...her soon-to be husband...a few hours back.
MORNING
10:00 am
"I couldn't believe it...Mr. Rashid Ahmed Khan, such a big personality was in our house. He's an affluent man of our city...he owns a big...I mean a really big construction firm...What does he want from us??" I politely asked him in and called my parents.
Gaffur came with a knowing look on his face and Razia faked sweetness and asked Zoya to arrange refreshments for the guests. "Guests??" I thought.
When I came back, a dumb looking woman with curly, brown hairs was sitting beside Mr. Khan, his wife, I supposed. But what are they doing here?
My mother's voice broke me out of my thoughts, "Arey Zoya! Come here..." Then she turned to Mr. and Mrs. Khan and introduced me as the elder daughter of this house. "She works in Qureshi industries...computer mein Masters hai humari Zoya...aur khana toh aisa banati hai ki bas poocho hi mat!!" flaunted Razia.
I was completely taken aback...as far as I remember...this is the first time she and in fact any member of my so-called family is talking so highly of me. All they ever want from me is my salary.
"My Api also knows singing and she had even won many awards for it in her college!!" chimed my sister Tanveer.
I was like WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON!!?? Why are they acting all sweet and mushy...like they care for me but the truth is that whole of my life they have just used me as a money making machine...an object to take out their frustrations on. Yes! This is my so called family...my home...where no one cares for me...
"We like her Gaffur!! We'll come tonight with our son and we can proceed with the engagement ceremony. We want it to be a family affair only."
That was it for me...I ran towards my room and shut the door but not before hearing my mother's sugar-coated voice, "Sharma gayi lagta hai!!"
I was sitting in my room dumbstruck by the turn of events...Why were they thinking of marrying me off and that too without asking me?? Wouldn't that mean that they won't have anyone to take care of their monetary needs? I was just puzzled...
My parents came into my room some half an hour later after seeing the GUESTS off. Tanveer came and hugged me, "Api! Bahut bahut Mubarak ho...Aaj sham 7 baje aapki sagayi hai." My mother too took me into her embrace and ranted about how they liked me and want this marriage as soon as possible.
"But Ammi...Abbu...you never told me about this. Why all this is happening suddenly? I even don't know anything about them or their son...Hell I'd even never seen him!!" I yelled exasperated.
That's when I realized I've crossed my limits and I just closed my eyes...ready to accept whatever punishment I deserve for this MISBEHAVIOUR. But surprisingly, nothing happened. Instead, my mother came and patted my head (like never before) and said, "Bas itni si baat!! Yeh dekho, Asad ka photo...tum bhi Zoya, choti si baat se pareshan ho jati ho."
"But Ammi, I don't know him...I mean we should at least meet once and-" but Abbu cut me in between, "Zoya, they're very big people, cultured and follow certain rituals. They've given the photo, that's more than sufficient and don't you have trust on our choice?"
I couldn't deny to that tone of my father's voice. I lowered my head and nodded lightly. Yes! I gave my consent...I've taken everything in life...I'll face this also and besides they're coming today for the engagement and we'll meet that time.
EVENING:
6:00PM
Tanveer and Ammi were busy getting me ready in the saree and jewellery that the Khans sent for me. They are super-excited, that's hard for me to believe that my family is happy for me but still I'm liking all this...maybe they've realized that I'll go away from them soon.
They've left me in the room and went out to look after the decorations. I slip my hands in the drawer of my dressing-table...to take out his pic...I hadn't seen it yet. Just holding it is giving me weird sensations. Maybe this is what I've always dreamt of...someone to call my own...someone to lean upon. I slowly turned the pic and gazed at the innocent face in front of me...my insides burst with unknown emotions, blood rushed to my cheeks...those eyes...they were just entrancing me...like inviting me to drown into them and forget all my sorrows. Such was his effect on me...I don't know but just seeing him and looking at those eyes gave me a feeling that I've discovered some hidden treasure. Wait! What's that?? All that hustle-bustle...Oh my god! Is he here? What will I do now? I didn't feel like this ever before...some unknown force was tearing me apart into two...my one half was screaming in pleasure and the other was worried for the life that awaited me. I don't know what will happen next but I'm sure...I've had enough miseries...now is the time to break free...a new life was waiting for me...I closed my eyes and in the darkness that ensued, I pictured myself standing beside him...he was smiling...holding me tight. Yes! That's my dream...
When I opened my eyes, I found Tanveer looking at me curiously. She shrugged and said, "Chalo, who log aa gaye hain." I looked at her stretched hand and my mind wandered back to his smiling image that had got impacted on my heart and mind...I took her hand and stood up, taking my first step towards my future.
As I came down, I saw all the fairy lights glittering and flowers all around. Mr. and Mrs. Khan were sitting with a well-built man whose back was facing me...it was him!! I assumed.
My mother rushed to my side to escort me. I was taken to the seat beside him and was made to sit there. My hands brushed with the sides of his thighs and he sat there...just looking ahead. Why is he sitting like that? Shouldn't he acknowledge me? My heartbeats were going erratic, all irrational thoughts came in my mind...first of that..."Is he unhappy? Ya Allah! What if he has a girlfriend??" That girlfriend thing sort of irked me...Good Zoya!! Playing a typical wifey...ain't you?
Shireen aunty, Asad's mom spoke for him, "Bahut sharmila hai humara Asad. Naye logon se jyada ghul-mil nai pata!! Bas nikah ho jaye...sab apne aap theek ho jayega," she said giving a cold smile to me.
Mr. Khan called in a stern voice, "Dilshad! Bring the shagun and the engagement ring." I looked up and found a very beautiful lady in her 50s I guess...walking toward us...US...it sounds perfect!
She handed the shagun thali to my mother and gave Asad the engagement ring. She looked at me lovingly and her eyes shouted of...I know that look...helplessness!! Why is she looking so pale and that dark circles around her eyes? She passed a small smile to me and moved back.
"Zoya, put the ring on Asad's finger!!" My father said in his grave tone and soon my mom gave me our ancestral ring to put on his finger...I looked at the ring, then his hand and then his face but he didn't budge. He's really weird I told you!! What does he expect me to do?? Go on my knees and propose him...hahahaa!!
His father nudged him and said, "Asad! Come on...give your hand. All are waiting..." He gradually tilted his head up and I looked into his eyes, yet again...the photo did no justice to him...those eyes...they were some sort of temple for me...I could worship them whole my life and yet won't get enough of them. I smiled at him and he lowered his lashes. Oh god! He's so sweet...so shy! I finally put the ring on his finger and now it was his turn. His mother gave him a glittering diamond ring. I heard Tanveer's sharp intake of breath on seeing it.
Now again I'm waiting for him to put it on my finger...but he's sitting like that. My father in law signaled something to that sweet lady...I mean Dilshad aunty and she came to Asad and said something in his ears. He turned around slowly and took my outstretched hand into his. Somehow, his large manly hand is a perfect fit to my small, milky one...like two pieces of a puzzle. He gazed at me for a moment and then he was going to slip it on my middle finger but again Shireen aunty interfered, "Asad, uss ungli (finger)..." She said pointing to my ring finger. He obliged and slowly put the ring on the right finger. Everyone from my family clapped and my mother started distributing sweets.
Finally...finally I'm engaged...to HIM...
PRESENT:
"Uff!! Why are they so orthodox?? I wanted to talk to him but they just refused. Ab nikah tak wait karna hoga." Zoya sighed sadly and got down and walked towards her bed. After laying down, she kept talking to herself about Asad and how she would try to live each moment with her new family...she was happy...apprehensive as well...
"I'm waiting to start afresh...my life will be nothing but a tale full of love and care..." she exclaimed to herself.
Unknown to her, destiny had planned a rather twisted way to her love. Not everything goes as planned by us and same was the scenario here. Zoya was ready to fall in love but...
What will happen when she will marry Asad? Will he accept her? Or another heartbreak...another suffocated existence awaits her?
To know more...STAY TUNED!!
NEXT PART: https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/fan-fictions/4006557/asya-united-we-stand-1-thread-2-link-page-1?pn=20
A/N:
HEY FRIENDS! SO THIS WAS IT...I TRIED TO MAKE IT SUSPICIOUS...😆
CAN YOU ALL GUESS, WHAT AWAITS ZOYA POST-MARRIAGE??😕 WELL...KEEP THINKING...I'LL MEET YOU NEXT AFTER MY EXAMS GET OVER WHICH IS SOMEWHERE AROUND 20TH OF MAY. I KNOW IT'S REALLY LONG, I'LL TRY TO GET BACK SOON (HOPEFULLY)😊
TILL THEN, READ, LIKE AND COMMENT...
SEE YOU SOON!!
-SRASHTI.
Edited by -Crazy4AsYa- - 11 years ago
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