ArJiya OS: After the Screen Froze
Arsal: I love you!
Jiya: I love you too...
Jiya had lowered her eyes after confessing her heart directly to him. It was awkward as well romantic. She had never thought that she'd fall head over heels in love with him. But despite all the fights that ensued between them, the fact remained the same; there wasn't anyone in this entire world whom she could give her heart away, and trust her life with; except for Arsal. And in spite saying that she didn't want to have rukhsati with him, she didn't regret an ounce marrying him, and shifting her life along his.
Arsal smiled back, and lightly touched her earring... "Aisi muskuraati-sharmaati kitni pyaari lagti ho... Dekho, kitna ghussa kar rahi thi, Jhumka bhi toot gaya tumhara, mujhse ladte-ladte... he had picked up the broken piece from her lehenga spread all over the bed.
Jiya touched her earring in horror, while looking at the broken piece in his hand- "Ya Allah! Ye jhumka mere hi haathon tootna tha...? Taaiji ne koi nava katta khol lena hai ye toota hua dekhke... Waise hi amma ne unse keh keh ke walime ka set bhari uthwaya tha... Arsal, shaadi ke baad mera pehla hi din bigadne wala hai... Main kya kahungi unse... Jiya desperately tried joining the two pieces.
"Relax Jiya! Main kal subah hi jaake sunhaar ke yahan se usko judwa dunga haathon-haath... Main hi toh gaya tha uthaane tumhare liye jewellery. Tum ek-aadh din amma ko taal dena... Pata bhi nahi chalega unko... Tum tension mat lo bas... Arsal had his arm around Jiya...
Jiya swished out a worked up breath at his comforting words- "Thank you Arsal... Tum kitna badal gaye ho... Kabhi mera koi bhi kaam nahi karne se leke, mere bina bole meri pareshaaniyaan door karne tak; tum waise bilkul nahi ho, jisse maine Dadajaan ki zidd ke aage nikaah kiya tha...
"Phir se tum'? Arsal was mildly irritated again. But didn't pick up to a huge anger..
"Achha... Achha... Theek hai... Aap... Aap bohot badal gaye hain Arsal... Jiya smiled at his smile returning...
"Pehle tum ye jewellery utaar do, isse pehle dusra jhumka, haar ya teeka toot jaaye... Arsal smilingly helped Jiya take the earring off.
Jiya protested at the gooey feeling she felt at his touch, but on him not budging she gave up as well, just a small smile lingered her lips- "Ek aur jhumka toot jaaye, toh tum... I mean aap wo bhi jhudwa deejiyega... Nahi? Jiya gave him a loving smile.
"Ye maqlooq toh aapke hukm ka taabedaar hai... he gave her a small salute... "Aapki khushi mein hi meri khushi hai... Arsal bent to open the side drawer to pull out some papers, and handed over to her.
Jiya's mouth opened in astonishment, and then fell a bit, but the confusion still written over her face- "Do tickets? London ke liye? Arsal...
"Shhh... he kept a finger on her lips... "I know exactly, how much you had wanted to study ahead. Just pursue before you are bundled up with other responsibilities. Arsal had not given her a chance to say anything else.
"Par Arsal, meri baat toh... Arsal didn't let her talk any further. He was way too much into proximity for Jiya to even react. He had taken away the papers and kept them back on the side table, maintaining the same proximity.
Being inches apart, his breath mingling hers, he hushed a small- "May I? The drooping of her eyelids and the blush rushing on her cheeks gave him an answer, as he bridged the rest of the gap... Jiya's mind was fogged up, she didn't want to remember anything, she didn't talk anything. Just wanted to follow his lead, to wherever he takes her.
She felt her heart pounding with drum rolls into her chest with the onslaught of love showering on her. Though she had accepted Arsal as her husband long back, yet to complete the marriage was another thing. She thought she was nervous. But her partner in crime since ever, was now her partner in this marriage, and he made things smooth for her here as well. Amongst a few things that she remembered was his soft cooing, him asking her permission with grace, him asking if she felt alright, and of course, he wiped her tears yet again. She has forgotten the count of the number of times he had been the shoulder she had relied, ever since she had realised her love for him. This wasn't anything unusual he did, except that they no longer were partners in crime, but literal spouses in every meaning of the word.
Arsal had nestled her to his chest, like the most prized possession till date; last he had done this to her pictures in his drawer. Inadvertently, his legs came and rested over hers, truly caging her in his love... She didn't protest. She really didn't mind, or she was very tired; he didn't know. But, Jiya's soon deep breaths indicated that she was asleep. He smiled at her sleeping figure. Planting a tiny kiss on her head, he closed his eyes as well...
The next he realized was when he heard Bee-jaan's sound from somewhere. She was talking to Shahana, who was welcoming her Nagina chachi. All the three ladies were loud enough to wake the whole house up, but not Jiya, who was still sleeping soundly... He woke her up slowly... The first thing was Jiya being cranky- "Kya masla hai Arsal, kyu utha rahe ho mujhe. Meri neend puri nahi hui hai... Tumhein uthna hai toh uth jaao na, mujhe kyu pareshaan kar rahe ho? she cried.
"Jiya, ghar mehmaano se bhara pada hua hai. Aur mehmaan sunaayi de rahe hain mujhe... Mujhe tumhare sone se koi aitraaz nahi hai, par tumhein aaj jaldi uthta hua kisi ne nahi dekha, toh tumhari shaamat zaroor aa jaayegi... Main tumhari bhalaayi ke liye keh raha hoon... Arsal explained her politely.
Jiya got up from the bed, stamping her feet, grumbling- "Achhe naatak hain... Sabke saamne pretend karo, ki aap bilkul fresh ho, aur aapko koi pareshaani nahi hai... she stormed towards the washroom.
Arsal, stuffing his palms under his head kept looking in her direction, smiling at her... He closed his eyes in capturing all the moments with her; in his heart forever; not to realise that he was back to sleep, since he had spent two nights in a row having lack of sleep, the first one being waiting in the lawn for Jiya all night.
The next he knew, he was harshly woken up by some water splashing on his face- "Amma!!! Arsal sat up with a start.
"Amma nahi, aapki biwi... Mujhe nahaane bhej kar, janaab khud aaraam se so rahe hain... Waah-waah! Jiya had her hands at her hips, one hand still holding a glass of water.
"Neend lag gayi meri... Sorry! he got up from the bed, straight to the washroom, while Jiya began dressing. It was never her style to wear jewellery and all, but Arsal gave her these bangles, and she loved them, just she wore them instantly. Her wedding ring, new earrings, and a chain, made her look perfect. Her eyes looked puffy; she decided to apply something to conceal that, while Arsal was out of the bathroom, combing his hair, he passed on a smile at her through the mirror- "Main baahar sabke saath baith raha hoon, tum aa jaana...
Jiya smiled at him, while he came out, greeting salaams to everyone outside. The first question that popped out of Shahana's mouth was- "Jiya nuh, kitthe hai? Khuda na khaasta tum dono ne raat bhar mein ek dusre ka katl toh nahi kar diya? everyone in the hall roared with laughter.
"Amma, tu vi aiwayi kuch vi dass deti hai. Maine kyu katl karna hai apni votti da... Arsal was embarrassed, though he knew, all were pulling his leg... "Taiyyar ho rahi hai... Aati hogi... Ladkiyon ko pata nahi kitna time lagta hai...
Jiya could hear laughter from outside, she knew, once she joins, even she wouldn't be spared, or even more been embarrassed... Blush crept up her face... She is not going to answer anyone... She smiled to herself. Once she was ready to come out of the room, did she hear collective screams of his mother and her mother, followed by both their fathers, and even Bee-jaan. They were scolding Arsal for something. Jiya rushed outside, to be greeted by her mother, Naeema; ready to slap her- "Yeh zaroor is Jiya ki chodi hui koi shay hai...
"Chachi, ye aap kya kar rahi hain... Usne kuch nahi kiya... Arsal stopped Naeema just in time.
"Amma, hua kya hai, aap sab itne ghusse mein kyu hain? Jiya was nonplussed.
"Jiya, ye London jaake padhne ki tumne kaun si nayi shay chodi hai? Mera B.P. low ho raha hai beta... Nazakat spoke.
"Baba, main Arsal se kal hi iss baare mein baat karna chaah rahi thi, par mauka nahi mila... Jiya clarified.
"Baat kya karni hai Jiya, tum padhne jaaogi, bas! Ye mera faisla hai. Arsal was firm.
"Waah beta waah! Shaabaash! Saari duniya se ladke tumne isse isliye shaadi ki thi, ke apni shaadi ke sabse khoobsurat pehle 2 saal tum dono do alag alag vatan mein guzaro... Jiya tumhe nazro ke saamne nahi dikhti toh tumhare halaq se ek niwala nahi utarta, uske bina kaise guzaaroge ye saal...? Aawara majnu bane phiroge yahan se wahan... Bee-jaan introduced him with reality.
"Toh main usse milne chala jaaya karunga beech-beech mein! Arsal said sheepishly.
"Aur factory kaun, tumhara baap sambhaalega? Jamshed was now astonished, therefore he asked.
"Abba, ab tak aap aur chacha hi toh sambhaalte they na factory... Arsal put forth a fact.
"Dekho beta, ab tak tumhare abba aur main sambhaalte they factory, lekin ab unki bhi umr ka lihaaz karo, aur meri sehat ka bhi... Humare paas koi 4-5 bete nahi hain ki Arsal na sahi toh dusra beta dekh lega... DJ abhi bohot chota hai. Ab waqt ka taqaaza ye hai ki tum Factory sambhaalo aur hum tumhari madad kar denge... Iss ghar ko ab tumhein chalana hai... Nazakat tried to explain this to Arsal as politely as he could.
"Par Jiya... Arsal began again, to be cut down by Jiya herself...
"KOI MERI BAAT SUNEGA??? Sab apne-apne fatwey jaari karte jaa rahe hain... Koi mujhse poochega ki main kya chaahti hoon? Jiya's eyes were popping out in anger.
"Main wahi toh kar raha hoon, jo tum chaahti thi... Tum chaahti thi ke London School of Economics se padhaai karo... Ab main bhi toh tumhare liye yahi chahta hoon... Arsal said enthusiastically.
"Arsal, wo baat pehle ki thi... Ab aisa nahi hai... Haan, main padhna chaahti hoon, apna career banana chaahti hoon, par usse pehle, main tumhein chaahti hoon... Mujhe tumhare liye kaam karna, tumhara khayaal rakhna... remembering something, she added instantly- "Aapka... khayaal rakhna, achha lagta hai mujhe...
Arsal wanted to smile at her small efforts, but there was a bigger issue at hand. Their thoughts were contradicting yet again... "Toh tum bataao, dono kaise mumkin hai...
"Guys, if you don't mind my interrupting. It was Sherry who joined the family in the room for discussion. "Maine Jiya ko pehle bhi yahi suggest kiya tha, aur ab phir yahi suggest karunga tum dono ki problem ke liye, Yahan Karachi mein kayi colleges LSE se affiliated hain. Both LSE and these colleges follow the same syllabus, and pattern. Since, she has already cleared for LSE, usko yahan par admission aaraam se mil jaayega. Iss tarah Jiya yahan aap sab ke saath bhi reh legi aur uski education bhi continue rahegi...
"Waah mere bhai! Kya idea diya hai tuney!Arsal patted Sherry's back. As he looked up at Jiya to ask her opinion. The bright smile on her face told him that the idea went well with her. "Toh phir set hai, Jiya Karachi se aagey padhegi. Aur main factory sambhaalunga. Theek chacha, abba? asked Arsal. To which everyone nodded.
"Bhayi, ab tum dono ke masle-masaail sulajh gaye ho, toh chalein hall mein? Aaj do nikaah padhaaye jaane hain. Sherry-Kinza ka, aur Jawwad Miyaan aur Arbela ka... Chalo sab... Bee-jaan ushered everyone out.
Arsal held on to Jiya's hand while everyone moved towards the hall... "Kya kar rahe ho Arsal, koi dekh lega... Nikaah ke liye jaana hai... Jiya squirmed in his arms.
"Pehle main toh dekh loon apni biwi ko nazar bhar ke... Khoobsurat lag rahi ho... he was playing with her bangles that he had gifted her.
"Thank you... Tum bhi... Jiya said shyly. She didn't know one day, his proximity would make her do things she had never given a thought. But she liked doing it for Arsal, barring to the times she just couldn't control her urge to argue with him.
He pulled her dupatta over her head, as he kissed her hair- "Tumhare liye, main kuch bhi pehen sakta hoon, tum jaisa kaho... Ye pajama-kurta achha lag raha hai aaj? she nodded at his question, that followed by a hug.
"Appi- Sallu Bhaiyya, agar aapka romance ho gaya ho toh aa jaayein, Bee-Jaan bula rahi hain... DJ came with his breaking news.
"Oye! Ab yahan ki news tu bahar jaake na break kar diyo... Arsal shouted.
"DJ, sensitive news break nahi karta... Ye sab aap dono apne room mein karein... Iss baar chodh raha hoon, agli baar se video bana ke family ke whatsapp group mein daal dunga... DJ sprang out of the room before Arsal hits him again.
"Yaar Jiya, Chachi ne kya khaake isko paida kiya tha...? Matlab humari 7 pushton mein itna bada chugalkhor aur blackmailer paida nahi hua hoga... Arsal said.
"Chodho usey, usko bade hoke journalist banna hai... Aap apni factory sambhaalein. Usko uske haalat par chodh dein. Jiya ushered him out, adjusting her dupatta over her head, as she took her seat with the other ladies as Joji Mamu and Arbela Aunty's nikaah began, followed by Sherry and Kinza's. For a change, everyone was happy, and content.
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