No Air [VashMay FF] ~ Pt.5 (Pg 6) - Page 3

Wow.

Loved her perspective❤️ Very well put.

Now that I know you are writing the next one..update it soon. I wont be late this time😛 Infact cant wait to read what next😳

Originally posted by: ujwal_v

Wow.

Loved her perspective❤️ Very well put.

Now that I know you are writing the next one..update it soon. I wont be late this time😛 Infact cant wait to read what next😳

Thank You 👍🏼

Will be up soon. Enjoyy! ❤️

Your perspective regarding VashmAy is very clear... Loving the depth here ❤️ LOVED it 😳

Originally posted by: nautankitadka

PART 2

The ambiguous, they said, that nothing was just black and white, good or bad, right or wrong. But Vashma was still young and, with a life like hers, it was easier to draw a line between the two anyway. There were two sides to every coin and things were simpler when a person understood which side he or she fell on. When Vashma drew the line between religion, she knew which side belonged to her and knew who was trapped on the other side. In her head, she was on the other side of the line while Amrit and Uday were on the side. That worked for Vashma. As long as Vashma was alone in this and stopped herself on time, she couldn't be hurt. The point was they were supposed to occupy opposite sides of the line. That was the way of their world.

Now she knew that they were more alike than she ever thought. And now that she knew, it was hard to see how she had missed it? No one was one hundred percent anything; they couldn't be packed into one singular box, no matter how hard she tried. Vashma liked dichotomy because it made everyone easy to define, but easy wasn't necessarily true. There was no set line between black and white, just the gray area that they all occupied. Take Uday, even when he was bad, there was good in it. He got into fights because of her, true, but it was always to protect his friends and family. He held back when the truly bad would plunge forward with fists flailing. He couldn't even bring himself to say out loud what he was so bothered about, he always had to investigate in private. The truth was, that people had both sides of the coin in them; the key was figuring out which side landed up most of the time.

Vashma didn't like that, because everything rode on people being either-or. As long as he was Uday, the righteous knight and she was Vashma, optimist but slightly impulsive, then they were nothing alike. They had nothing in common. There was nothing to bring them together. She needed their differences to be absolute, because that was the only way that their similarities couldn't give her hope. Because having hope on the wrong person was a heart breaker, a killer, an end all to the way of their world.

For so long, she was blind to their similarities, but now that she had clarity, she saw them everywhere. They grew and expanded to fill her vision. They were squeezing out of the picture and that was no good. It couldn't be that way. Vashma wouldn't allow it.

As much as full on Vashma liked chaos, she knew there was a reason why they needed order. They needed order because rules and structure were the thing that was supposed to keep Uday from following her out into the wild, unpredictable yonder. Rules wouldn't allow him to be "just like" her. Order made it so she didn't have to answer questions like, "what do I seem like to you?" Because the acceptable answers are all lies.

Vashma was not allowed to say that she saw something of herself reflecting back at her when she looked at Uday that close up. She was not allowed to say that he had the potential trapped in him to be persistent if that was what he wanted. She wasn't allowed to say that because he wasn't allowed to want that and she wasn't allowed to want him to want that. There was no use in creating that possibility. It was better if he thought he was the meant for better, and that was the only acceptable ending for their stories. It was as simple as that. She had enough difficult in her life; she didn't need Uday to complicate things for her even more.

This was not their beginning, because they were never supposed to have a beginning.

Its just awesome 👌

Beautiful ❤️

Originally posted by: A_for_Arpita

Your perspective regarding VashmAy is very clear... Loving the depth here ❤️ LOVED it 😳

Thank You 🤗

Originally posted by: Yukti4

Its just awesome 👌

Beautiful ❤️

Thank You 🤗

PART 3

Vashma's innocence was so all encompassing that it followed her around like a tangible aura. This became clear near the beginning of their final year in Lahore. Before then, through the years, there had been a few almost fights. Bhanu Veerji kept running his mouth and Uday felt obligated to protect him. It never went further than Uday showing a little aggressive flair. That was when he was trying for hockey tryouts and serious about it, so even though Vashma would give a shiver every time she witnessed that little bit of bad in him, she didn't let anyone else see that. It was one thing to look at him like that when they were kids, and were all friends on an even field. It was an entirely different thing to covet her full-grown neighbour every time he got a certain spark of fire in his eyes.

Then, suddenly, he was not selected in team and he was fine. What prompted this realization, even Vashma didn't know. Whatever may have brought it on, Uday seemed to agree. He even said that he was a couple weeks off of calling it quits himself. As sudden as it was, it didn't change much. They all went back to being busy with preparations for Randheer and Amrit’s marriage all around for the rest of the summer. It should have been fine, but everything changed again.

That July, busier with other things, Amrit left Uday and Vashma to their own devices. With the amount of time they were spending together while, Vashma feared she was too bad an influence on him. He was in a real fight within a few weeks.

Vashma never got around to hearing what provoked the fight, nor was she around to see it. She had been closed up in the library studying for her matriculation exam when the fist fight broke out in the boys' shower room. Rumours spread like wildfire though and by the time Uday and Randheer had joined them at their lunch in the market dhaba sporting a shiner and split lip, Randheer had heard he had Kung fu'd his way through twelve guys, Amrit had collected three separate accounts that said the other guy was in the hospital, and Vashma wasn't sure who threw the first punch. Uday evaded their questions and kept his head down in a move eerily familiar to the way Vashma acted after receiving a scolding at home.

"You're lucky you didn't get caught, or killed, or expelled," Amrit said in between glances towards Randheer. With lunch over, it was almost time for her to head back to her writing. She tried to split her time evenly, but the boy always seemed to come out with a little more of her.

"Think about your goals," Randheer added. "You can't let someone else's stupidity ruin your future."

"It's nothing," Uday insisted, digging his fork into his plate. "It won't happen again."

Uday making light of the situation, like it wasn't a big deal, doubled with the fact that Vashma's first thought after seeing him was that he could do with looking a little less perfect, made it obvious that she couldn't let this happen.

When Uday walked with her after lunch, Amrit was with Randheer to figure out how they could use Ullu Lal and Ranjhan stories to propagate social justice, so it was just the two of them together every day, he bumped his fist against hers. She was still like she had always been and the slight nudge almost sent her sprawling. She would have gone over if his quick reflexes hasn't reached out and caught her by her elbow, pulling her back in close to him. He didn't apologize, just matched her stride and kept going.

"You were quiet at lunch," Uday said. His tongue poked out to probe his split lip and Vashma wanted to pinch herself for letting her eyes fall to watch it. "Is it because you agree with them? You gonna tell me I shouldn't be fighting?"

Vashma stopped short of her house and Uday pulled up to face her. She squinted her eyes as she looked up at him. It was hard to meet his eyes; he shone so brilliantly that it was almost like trying to stare at the sun. She was almost blinded by him. Even with his battle wounds, there was no stopping the inherent gorgeous quality of his features from shining through. Before she could stop herself, she reached up and brushed her thumb over the bruise forming under his eye. Maybe she imagined it, but he seemed to lean into her touch. She snapped her hand back to her own body before she could find out for sure.

"You shouldn't be fighting," Vashma said each word carefully, because if she didn't, her tongue might spit different ones out.

"You know what it's like, Vashma," Uday licked his lip again, but Vashma was not looking at his lips. "If you had heard what he said"

"It doesn't matter what the guy said about Randheer or Amrit" Vashma replied.

"Who said anything about Randheer or Amrit?" Uday's eyebrows knit together.

"The fight wasn't about Randheer or Amrit?" Vashma matched his frown. "Isn't it always about your family?"

Uday shook his head slowly. "You've always wanted us to stick up for you. I've kept up my end of the bargain. You'd do the same for me, wouldn't you?"

"You know I would," Vashma fought off the hint of smile that threatened to appear as she realized this was about her. She couldn't encourage him. She took a step back and turned her eyes to the floor. "But the others are right. You have a future to worry about. You can't be doing things like this, especially for a nobody like me."

Before Uday could see through her, Vashma pivoted around and went straight into her house.

"You aren't a nobody, Vashma, that's the point," Uday called after her.

Vashma pretended not to hear him, because she had no other choice. The bruises on him might have been fading, but there were still traces of it. Even if Uday was throwing his first real punches in years for her, Vashma couldn't paint herself over him. It would end up ruining them both.

This was not their beginning, because she couldn't let it be.

In your version, Vashma is quite mature 😳 The best part was Randheer is a part of the group, 👏 he is their friend already and not some unknown guy coming to see Uday's sister 😆 Would love to read more group scenes, which I know, I will get from you 😛 Protective Uday Nobody woh bhi Vashma Baig to Uday Sahani? Hahaha no way... She is his everything... ❤️ Not a family friend but a friend who is family 😳

Originally posted by: nautankitadka

PART 3

Vashma's innocence was so all encompassing that it followed her around like a tangible aura. This became clear near the beginning of their final year in Lahore. Before then, through the years, there had been a few almost fights. Bhanu Veerji kept running his mouth and Uday felt obligated to protect him. It never went further than Uday showing a little aggressive flair. That was when he was trying for hockey tryouts and serious about it, so even though Vashma would give a shiver every time she witnessed that little bit of bad in him, she didn't let anyone else see that. It was one thing to look at him like that when they were kids, and were all friends on an even field. It was an entirely different thing to covet her full-grown neighbour every time he got a certain spark of fire in his eyes.

Then, suddenly, he was not selected in team and he was fine. What prompted this realization, even Vashma didn't know. Whatever may have brought it on, Uday seemed to agree. He even said that he was a couple weeks off of calling it quits himself. As sudden as it was, it didn't change much. They all went back to being busy with preparations for Randheer and Amrit’s marriage all around for the rest of the summer. It should have been fine, but everything changed again.

That July, busier with other things, Amrit left Uday and Vashma to their own devices. With the amount of time they were spending together while, Vashma feared she was too bad an influence on him. He was in a real fight within a few weeks.

Vashma never got around to hearing what provoked the fight, nor was she around to see it. She had been closed up in the library studying for her matriculation exam when the fist fight broke out in the boys' shower room. Rumours spread like wildfire though and by the time Uday and Randheer had joined them at their lunch in the market dhaba sporting a shiner and split lip, Randheer had heard he had Kung fu'd his way through twelve guys, Amrit had collected three separate accounts that said the other guy was in the hospital, and Vashma wasn't sure who threw the first punch. Uday evaded their questions and kept his head down in a move eerily familiar to the way Vashma acted after receiving a scolding at home.

"You're lucky you didn't get caught, or killed, or expelled," Amrit said in between glances towards Randheer. With lunch over, it was almost time for her to head back to her writing. She tried to split her time evenly, but the boy always seemed to come out with a little more of her.

"Think about your goals," Randheer added. "You can't let someone else's stupidity ruin your future."

"It's nothing," Uday insisted, digging his fork into his plate. "It won't happen again."

Uday making light of the situation, like it wasn't a big deal, doubled with the fact that Vashma's first thought after seeing him was that he could do with looking a little less perfect, made it obvious that she couldn't let this happen.

When Uday walked with her after lunch, Amrit was with Randheer to figure out how they could use Ullu Lal and Ranjhan stories to propagate social justice, so it was just the two of them together every day, he bumped his fist against hers. She was still like she had always been and the slight nudge almost sent her sprawling. She would have gone over if his quick reflexes hasn't reached out and caught her by her elbow, pulling her back in close to him. He didn't apologize, just matched her stride and kept going.

"You were quiet at lunch," Uday said. His tongue poked out to probe his split lip and Vashma wanted to pinch herself for letting her eyes fall to watch it. "Is it because you agree with them? You gonna tell me I shouldn't be fighting?"

Vashma stopped short of her house and Uday pulled up to face her. She squinted her eyes as she looked up at him. It was hard to meet his eyes; he shone so brilliantly that it was almost like trying to stare at the sun. She was almost blinded by him. Even with his battle wounds, there was no stopping the inherent gorgeous quality of his features from shining through. Before she could stop herself, she reached up and brushed her thumb over the bruise forming under his eye. Maybe she imagined it, but he seemed to lean into her touch. She snapped her hand back to her own body before she could find out for sure.

"You shouldn't be fighting," Vashma said each word carefully, because if she didn't, her tongue might spit different ones out.

"You know what it's like, Vashma," Uday licked his lip again, but Vashma was not looking at his lips. "If you had heard what he said"

"It doesn't matter what the guy said about Randheer or Amrit" Vashma replied.

"Who said anything about Randheer or Amrit?" Uday's eyebrows knit together.

"The fight wasn't about Randheer or Amrit?" Vashma matched his frown. "Isn't it always about your family?"

Uday shook his head slowly. "You've always wanted us to stick up for you. I've kept up my end of the bargain. You'd do the same for me, wouldn't you?"

"You know I would," Vashma fought off the hint of smile that threatened to appear as she realized this was about her. She couldn't encourage him. She took a step back and turned her eyes to the floor. "But the others are right. You have a future to worry about. You can't be doing things like this, especially for a nobody like me."

Before Uday could see through her, Vashma pivoted around and went straight into her house.

"You aren't a nobody, Vashma, that's the point," Uday called after her.

Vashma pretended not to hear him, because she had no other choice. The bruises on him might have been fading, but there were still traces of it. Even if Uday was throwing his first real punches in years for her, Vashma couldn't paint herself over him. It would end up ruining them both.

This was not their beginning, because she couldn't let it be.

Woww ❤️

Very well fits with all characters.

Liked that randheer saying think about your goals and uday digging his fork...👏

Iss line se i literally imagined uday ka gusse wala expression(uday farooq bet infront of vashma scene) in front of my eyes

Its just awesome work ❤️Would like to see more of these four scenes together

Originally posted by: A_for_Arpita

In your version, Vashma is quite mature 😳 The best part was Randheer is a part of the group, 👏 he is their friend already and not some unknown guy coming to see Uday's sister 😆 Would love to read more group scenes, which I know, I will get from you 😛 Protective Uday Nobody woh bhi Vashma Baig to Uday Sahani? Hahaha no way... She is his everything... ❤️ Not a family friend but a friend who is family 😳

I've always thought of her being fun but knowing where to draw the line, so dont think she is more mature here compared to the show. The next few chapters will showcase it 😆

Randheer is living at their house before the marriage in May; UdHeer are like brothers 😳

Vashma is trying to underplay her feelings in fear of 🥺