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part 3
part 3
the loud screech of bus and whispers of co passengers made zoya to come out of her dream.she rub her palm on her face reciting a small prayer she opened her eyes just to shut them tight again coz of the cruel rays piercing her eyes.she turned to her left and then tried to open them but again fall too weak to see.she kept her hand on her face back and rubbed a minute more when she felt that the sudden dark and coolness around her.the rays were filter and were no more piercing her eyes.she decided to open her eyes slowly as now she felt a better feel around.she clutched her hand tight to her dupata as she opened her orbs to meet the face.Face!
her eyes met the face who was probably smiling at her.it was so vague to notice for a blur eyes.she kept her face blank as she now realized the reason of sudden calmness it was him.she struggled on her feet to get up as she felt that she was no longer on the lap of woman but on a rough rug.Her legs felt cramps which made her go off balance.zoya almost screamed in fear as she was about to get fall from the bus , eventually to kiss the muddy ground.but it dint happen..out of nowhere she felt a tight grip on her wrist and felt her rest body hanging loosely in air, while completely balancing on her toes,which were griping the rallying of the bus..if it was not coz of the toe and a tug in her wrist this would be the end of her journey here itself. she mildly shivered with this thought as she tried to get on her feet back.
her eyes were still roaming wide on thinking what would have happened if someone dint have holded her. she felt a strong pull on her wrist and her body crashed to a chiseled hard rock torso.A painful moan escaped from her lips on contact of her body to him. her breathe hitched for a minute and before she knew her hands had wrapped the warmth to feel a kind of secure and alive.her mind dint even registered the soft chuckle and few talks close by public.she was lost in the moment for a minute she remained there calm and peace , taking in the moment the feel of security and warmth given by this stranger.she gripped her arms around him a little tight than required and closed her eyes shut inhaling his sent which were soothing her pain and taking away all her worries for the moment ,like a magic. she felt a hand reaching up to her back as her body went in trance.she wanted this touch..this comforting touch..she was craving to be comfort by someone since long..she was tired by handling all things alone and pretending to be strong to the world.she just wanted to rest there in his arms for the moment.
her hairs were brushed by a soft gentle finger..tangling them..then entangling them.she had never felt so good as she felt in this stranger arms.her body snuggled on its own more closure to him.after what looked like hours but were only few minutes.Her sense kicked her and slowly she started to get aware of her surrounding and the position she was standing.she quickly threw herself away from him and pulled away her body from him. embarrassed with herself she managed to finally look up to see his face.she gave a glance and quickly dropped her eyes to down. she mentally kicked herself for landing herself in such stupid situation.Embarrassment made her cheeks red.she kicked herself mentally a couple of minute more before she finally managed herself to get a quick view of the man who saved her. Her eyes darted towards his collar diluting again to his hand and than floor. she again tried hard to see him and then finally she managed at last. AS her eyes met his all she could see was hurt in them already.Curiosity kicked in giving birth to the female bond in zoya, she tried hard to read those eyes thinking deeply to get some hint for his sadness when he raised his one eyebrow. Instantly her cheeks again turned dark shade of red, as the intimacy occurred between them replayed in her mind. Suddenly she felt too embarrass to speak as few gossips of fellow passengers fell on her ears and instantly guilt pang up in her.she was really ashamed and embarrassed for the act that just passed with a stranger.the intense moment that she had shared with him!
the stranger was about to say something but she backed off showing one hand in air.
"dekhiye.." he tried to speak but was cut off
"ap ki himmat kaise hui mujhe haath lagane ki...ap jaise insaan ko main ache se pehchanti hu...ap jaise log...(disgusted look)how dare u touch me feel me!"she said the last line in whisper hiding her own guilt.
every one went quite the atmosphere turned into pin drop silence.No one dare to speak let alone be gossip while zoya no matter how hard she tried to but just could make her self look in to his eyes.
the stranger smirked and took two steps close to her and leaned a bit to her hears so that now his eyes directly murdered hers.
zoya bitted her lips in nervousness as she tried to back off with a quick moment but abruptly landed on dry grass. Dry grass??
she looked here and there and than up and found the stranger looking at her with a smirk while a crowd had surrounded beside her.she realized she had been fallen from the bus and that stupid banda dint even catch her this time. but why would he help? she thought again remembering her accusation she pulled on him. with the help of few ladies she managed to get up ,keeping her eyes fixed on the figure at the height on bus from where she had fell.
she dusted the grass off her clothes when another round of dirt blew in air .she looked up just to see the helper of bus on roof and her stuff in his hand .her eyes followed on the grass in front of her and found her small bag lying mercilessly mixed with dust she quickly picked it up and got the book out of the bag and touched it to forehead and kissed it saying sorry to god in a whisper and then another line of dust appeared and it dint took long for her to know that her suitcase is been murdered from a height by the helper.She looked up something to speak or shout but than she found the man staring at the book and his chin is touching his chest, a regret look could be easily traced from his eyes.zoya guessed he saw what he had dropped on floor with her bag. To tired to react anything she just smiled as in trying to help the man to overcome his regret and guilt and then she bent down quietly picking up her bag and suitcase.she placed the bag on her shoulder cross to her chest and inserted the book back to the one of the pocket of bag .she turned towards her suitcase pulling the handle of it, she turned to go.she still could feel all eyes on her,she had unwillingly became a centre of drama occurred and now she did not wished to be center of another drama for sure. she inhalled a bit before she turned with her suitcase.
"chal yaha se zoya!" she mentally scolded herself.
as she hardly took few steps she again turned back for no reason and unknowingly her eyes tried to search the stranger on roof but unfortunately he had already left. Nothing had made her feel so guilty as she was feeling now for this stranger. she wanted to say sorry but her situation just dint agreed to do so ..so with heave heart she walked away from the place.
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Its was evening now.zoya almost have searched the entire place in hope of small clue to reach to humaira. but by the end she was left with nothing but a bruise feet aching with pain coz of constant walking.
she had deposited her bag to safety locker in morning so she walked up to the same place to get her stuffs back. she reached to the desk registered her name for exit and got in locker room to get her bag out.as it was built somewhere near rest room there was a metallic cupboard with boxes/lockers which had a normal subtle lock.she took out key from her bracelet which she had supported with safety pin and dig the key to the paddle unlocking it. she slowly slowly started taking her bags and other stuff out as she was finished she pushed the door to close but than thought to re check it.
she moved her hand inside the locker and felt a sticky paper in.
she pulled the paper out with two finger and wiped the finger in her dupata. she took the paper with both hand and opened the fold and started reading it.
her eyes went wide in shock as her eyes felt a sudden urge to rain.
she closed the letter and turned around to left and right in order to find someone to talk but she found no one but herself in the mirror opposite to the door to her left.
she took the letter close to her heart and read it again and again.soon she felt her feet sinking on the floor and she was resting her body on her knees and her back draged to the metal locker .
her eyes refused to leave the sight of the letter as she read it again and again leaving river of tears which made her clothes wet along with her chin and cheeks.
"Dear Api,
api main theek hu. ap meri fikar mat karna main jaldi wapas aungi.hum mount abu pohuch gaye hai sahi salamat.
haan api maine apna khyal rakha hai. Api ayaan bahot tang krne laga hai.ap na iske kaan marodiyega humare lautne per.nai api jane dijiye use..use dard hoga na!😳
api main unse bahot mohabat krti hu. or main khush hu.main jaldi wapas aungi bahot jald.
apki
humaira.😳"
although this letter was old and its ink were fading but still zoya easily recognized humaira's handwriting.
does that mean destiny had started playing with her and like zoya even humaira had gotten this locker?was humaira here?? or is it a scheming of someone?
although the questions were million but zoya was least bother to think about this .for her it was the emotional and sensitive moment.all she knew was she got ray of hope again and just opeosite to the sun which was setting hopeness shined bright in zoya eyes "allah akhir sahi rah mil gai"...
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Shukriya everyone for your support this update is for Rashmi jo besabro ki tarah monthS se intezar kr rahi thi.
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