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Hi friends,😃
How are you all this morning? I hope you all have a great weekend ahead.
Dont give me those amused look please. I am already running my hand in hair in nervous.
Actually I woke up early today so I had a lot of empty time to waste, thinking about to make it productive I thought to update this story.😳
This story is divided in to two parts A and B⭐️
The first part you will find below and the next one will be updated as soon I get some more time.
I am ressing its position just below this.😳
Please I request actually beg to like both updates separately and leave review on them to separately.
And please don't forget my poor chapter 12 which I had updated yesterday. If you all do so, I would never pen down my writing in spare time. Yes its dhamki!😆
Ok, so lets talk business. I am making a deal from my side if you all shower me with your wonder ful comments for chapter 12 and 13 separately I would give PART B today it self.👍🏼
So don't forget to like and comment, and those who have already done, I will reply for chapter 12 here after this. Thanks a lot.
Note: Jas I do reply to all, its simply wrong accusation, I object my lord!😡😆
CHAPTER 13
The door of asad's room opened with a soft queak revealing the man in dark, whose back is now facing to the door where ayaan is standing , "bhaijaan?" he asked softly, he blinked his eyes for a few times trying to match with the contrast brightness of the room. He swayed his hand to the direction of switches before hitting up a singled button with L' written on it. In a flash of a second the room lighten up with colours of red orange hue; making his eyes go shut down again in order to adjust with new source. "bhaijaan" ayaan called again , eyes fixed on the image standing near the huge balcony with his back to him.
When not getting any reply from him, he shifted awkwardly on his feet, cautiuously taking steps towards him; "bhaijaan, ye sab-." Before he could complete asad turned to him meeting his eyes, he sighed ; " ayaan you are not so grown up to ask me any questions on my decision, I suggest you should leave!" asad said sternly looking at the door in the end. The sudden rude behaviour of asad did not go well with ayaan, his mind forced him to suspect on what his elder brother was not saying and not on what he is saying. He kept quite for a minute before he fidgetted with the wooden bar of the table besides him; "I can bhaijaan" he simply said not looking in to asad's eyes. He was rebelling on something with his bhaijaan for the first time, and he knew in the end of discussion he would feel much guiltier than before, but still he decided to talk at least for his good; "yes bhaijaan I can ask" he again repeated this time meeting his eyes with the amused and shock expression of asad. Asad was not in the mood of saying or discussing anything with anyone. Since he woke up, everyone in the family had walked on him asking for either reason or explaining and convincing him on his decision. He wonders was it the same scenario with zoya there? He had a firm reason for his deeds but that girl she is simply forced.
"apki khamoshi apki madad nai kar sakti bhaijaan, you have to speak out the things for help." Ayaan again tried to convince him for saying something. The time when they announced to dissolve the ceremony of nikah even before it could get started. No one in the family rested with peace. Dilshad had been desperately trying ever since to talk to zoya about the matter while she was multi-tasking to convince rashid and gaffur to not give in to their demands. She was sure that there is some minor problem arised in between them and since they are young they made the mountain of the mole. Here on the other hand, ayaan had a big fight this morning with humaira; she was so angry sfter she stepped down from zoya's room. She narrated the picture of zoya in her room, which now resembled with asad's condition a lot. Ayaan patiently waited till she could take out all anger gathered after seeing what she saw in zoya's room. She also updated him about gaffur's condition which one cannot just imagine. Gaffur loved his both daughters' more than his life, things between him and his wife's did not go well after humaira was born. He had asked for a loving family, while razia's demands from life were different. Its not that they did not love their children, of course they did, but than they loved their lives too. They never thought to divorce each other that were something not in the question. After fighting initially for few month, they chose their priority razia prioritize with social well being and he surrendered himself completely in his daughters upbringing. The situation of such a man could only be imagining whose only treasure in life is harmed by wrong decision. He wanted zoya's happiness and he very well knew it was with asad only.she had never hided anything from him. Maybe it's her first distinction in reports or a first puff on cigar on her friend altaf's encouragement obviously she got a good scolding and good long lectures on tehzeeb and morals for two days; but still she shared. Hiding things was simply not her things than why was she trying now? This question ated up gaffur's brain since the time of announcement. He was so troubled that he took a midnight off and walked called up rashid out in lawn to discuss about their children. He begged rashid to not make any judgement on behalf of zoya's childish demand. He convinced rashid to wait till morning and he would find out the exact reason behind the problem between two. Ayaan was there at the time when gaffur broke down during namaaz, praying Allah to save his daughter's happiness. How could he ignore all this things going around him? Everyone was trying something to do to seek the issue but none of it helped. It added to his frustration on seeing humaira blaming him and asad for zoya's suffering. She has plainly blamed asad as heart less, which got the center of argument later between both. Oh how he wished Haider was here! If he would be than things would be under control atleast from zoya's side. He was the strenght of gaffur family. But a night before he had took off to America to deal with something important in business. Although he had promised to come soon before their engagement announcement, this sudden revealation would definitely dumbstruck him. He thought to inform him but than he needed to talk to asad first and so he is here.
"main ab bhi intezaar kar raha hu, bhaijaan" he said looking at asad.
Asad looked at him with diluted eye lids as he walked to his almera throwing out few beautiful out fits on bed.
"ayaan, jake ready ho jao, media people will be here anytime." He said checking out his closet again.
"bhai-."
"jao ayaan, abhi" asad order him in a stiff tone which could not be refused by ayaan. He quietly left in defeat.
Onseeing him shutting the door behind, asad gave his signature smile, where his eyes flowed heavy rains. He opened a wooden carved drawer inside the closet and touched the small length of hand made cards which zoya had written him from New York. For him these were his only treasures forever now.
The twenty fifth hour of the day.
Rashid looked at asad in the crowd making a small gesture of time is here'. Defeated asad tried to stand as far as possible from the place which made him feel like left alone. Rashid got his cell out and tapped a few button in row before sliding it over his ear. "Haa, ap dono please yaha aa jaiye"
The media people took their position along with anwar and zeenat who probably stood there with heads down in the last row of the crowd. Besides them were gaffur, humaira, ayaan, dilshad nikhat and nuzhat standing with their heads touched their chin and face dipped in color of worries.
Nazma decided to be with zoya in the room as she thought zoya needed her more than anyone at this time. Humaira soflty enterwined her long cylindrical fingers with ayaan, while ayaan softly tapped it in assurance. They shared a look of understanding and apology in silence, where their eyes glittered with their sibblings pain and their surrender.
"ladies and gentleman" rashid started catching everyone's attention in the party. Asad looked up in horror as he felt the floor sinking beneathe his feet. Dilshad and rest were looking at rashid with curiousity as in now what he has to say. As far anwar and zeenat question was, they were under impression of him announcing asad and zoya nikah date, but than when they landed in the mansion. They were forced to swallow this harsh decision by the Youngers. No matter how hard zeenat and anwar tried talking to zoya, she just refused to answer anything, but on anwar's insist she burst out in tears, cursing her own life. rashid sahab kehna kya chahte hai, inke chehre se lag nai raha ke zoya or asad ke nikah tutne ka ofsos hai" anwar whispered softly to zeenat, while zeenat just hummed him in response.
"thanks for joining me and my family in this auspicious occasion, as you know my elder son has grown up and this grown up kids have an ideology of freedom and old like us are left with none option but to support in their every decision." He started beating around the bush but was rewarded with few giggle from crowd.
"so I would like you all to inform that my handsome son Asad Ahmed khan' have made an important decision for his life and here I am to mark the red with my permission to it. So ladies and gentleman I am very glad to make this announcement that with my elder daughter nikhat's nikah, asad is all too set for climbing the horse in my family."
Dilshad looked up at him in shock and surprise, her heart suddenly fluttered with negative wibes while gaffur thanked god as he felt that after their short talk in midnight rashid is not affected with zoya's stupidity and hence he is announcing zoya's nikah with his son. Everyone in the family eyes blinked in happiness while humaira tightened her grip on ayaan in excitement, a small flirty smile tugged on his lips. Every one was cusious to know what he was going to say further except the only man about whom the entire discussion was. Asad actually sank deeper and deeper on floor with every passing minute. To get control of his emotion he ran to the bar gulping few consecutive drinks.
"uh huh! Don't look here and there all your confussion will just get clear, asad beta please come on stage." He looked at asad on bar and signalled him to stand next to him; he noticed he had empty glass in hand , but he thought such things need courage and may be it will help him so he ignored the topic.
Asad stood up banging the glass on the aisle, he wavily walked to the stage, and people left him space as he stumbled upon his feet in an attempt to walk steady. No doubt his body had not accepted this new habbit yet. He was already dizzy but it was only good for him.rashid engulfed his hand on his shoulder to support his light body from moving while he now called his future in laws on stage.
Humaira looked at gaffur and ayaan while nodding a head in yes. Gaffur smiled in relief as he walked on stage with humaira behind him. The crowd again parted letting them walk on floor, but the moment they were about to reach abdul and tanveer broke their part suddenly from no where and walked ahead of him, with out knowing gaffur's presence behind them. They were now on stage and gaffur looked at every one up in confused and worry.
"so here are they." Rashid again started with his speech,
"ladies and gentlemen I am very glad to announce my elder son Asad's nikah with Abdul sahab's one and only daughter Tanveer baig along with my daughter Nikhat - Farhaan nikah this friday. Yes gentleman, finally the rivalry between the two of us is going to change in relation ship with this young hearts nikah." He finished with his speech and was attacked by various question and flashes by media.
No body in the family dared to talk. Dilshad ayaan nikhat and nuzhat stood there blankly with tears forming in their eyes, it looked like some glaciers have hit their soon. Nothing could be heard, absolutely nothing. They stood there dumbstruck, eyes beaming with tears in shock and fear.
Here, gaffur felt his ground slipping beneath his feet. The thought of his own best friend cheated him, was too hard to digest. And what added was asad's smile through out the announcement, as if he had already known and he was happy. So this khan's had cheated not only him but to his daughter. The mere thought of it loathed him with anger.
No body knew nikhat when slipped from the party and now she was in zoya's room delivering the already broken zoya a reason to break more. It was surprise to her when zoya started laughing hard as if nikhat had cracked somekind of amazing joke to her, then suddenly she started weeping hard and sat on floor face droped between her palms . she cried her heart out in them.
Part 1...ends...
Zoya walked up to her desk in middle of the night. She picked up a frame in her hand and smiled to it.
asad main ammi ko batadungi..." zoya warned asad as she is trying to get off his grip.
"nai bataogi tum kuch bhi..." asad said serenly with a smile while griping her hands more tight.
"ammi... ammi..." Zoya started to call her mother while trying hard to get out of his grip.
"kya hua zoya bacche?" came out a worried dilshad looking at asad and then at zoya.
"ammi asad se kaho na mera haath chor de, mujhe ghar jana hai." Zoya requested dilshad with tears in her eyes. Dilshad sighed sadly as she exactly knew the reason behind asad's doing. She still tried to talk to him.
"asad , hath chor do zoya ka, dekho use kitna dard ho raha hai, or wo ro bhi rahi hai... chor do beta" dilshad looked at zoya and gave a weak smile brushing zoya's hair lovingly.
"nai chorunga, she will go away ammi. I won't let her go to New York" asad said grumpily.
"But she has to asad" dilshad tried to make him understand as she touched his chin to make him look at her.
At the age of 12 she was surprise to see these much love for his friend. The amount of tears zoya had cried on was nothing compared to the amount of tears he has been shedding all the while. His eyes went puffy because of crying yet he refused to leave her hand at once. Dilshad too wished to make zoya stay back here but she knows it would be straight selfish on her part if she asked gaffur to do so. As gaffur life was completely depend on zoya. But little did she know it's not only gaffur but now asad too had his life completely revolved around her. He was too much depended on her, his morning starts with bickering and ended with a good fight. If any one would have seen them fighting, they would have bet on him being enemy, but they weren't and dilshad very well knew this.
"ammi, bolona asad ko..asad please leave my hand or else I will bite you." Zoya warned him with her weak voice. She really wished to go with gaffur he was her father and best friend after all. Asad too had a separate place somewhere in the corner of her heart but at this innocent age she refused to think about it. As it is she was upset with asad as he forced his hubby sort of behaviour on her. He wanted her to call oji, ae ji' like his mother called his abu which obviously she refused it and this became the major part of arguments between them. He tried and behaved like his father behaving with dilshad. And she had enough of this hubby role with him.
"nai chorunga" asad declared while looking at both. He looked down at his grip on her and more tears welled up in his eyes.
"ammi!!!" asad yelled on the red mark and a painfull stinging sensation he felt on his hand with which he had holded her tight. Involuntarily his grip loosened and seeking the oportunity sshe ran away inside the home.
Asad rubbed the oval mark of her teeth on his hand while his eyes ran waters looking his empty hand.
"yaha dikhao asad" dilshad took his hand in her and ruubed it to soothe the pain. When the pain increased, she thought to better give him first aid as she really had bited him hard to loose.
"kya kar diya dekho, kyu nai sunte mere baat kabhi... kitne ziddi ho gaye ho asad tum din pe din" his mother scolded him while he payed no heed his innocent curious eyes were trying to search for zoya to hold up again and did not let her go.
Few minutes later gaffur came out with bags and lugages with zoya and humaira. The moment zoya's eyes laid on asad , her eyes widened up and she tried to get as close as possible to cover behind gaffur from asad.
Rashid and dilshad waved them bye and wished them happy journey. dilshad noticed the imapatient look in asad's eyes and tried to hold him back before this naughty kid go behind poor zoya again.
"lets click a pic before you leave" rashid suggested and everyone cheered in excitement.
Every one stood in a row where nikhat, nazma and ayaan were kneeling, humaira in gaffoors arm and beside him stood zoya than dilshad and an empty place than nuzhat. Asad stood at far waiting everone to adjust their position and once they done he quietly shifted his feet behind and stood between dilshad and zoya. Zoya shivered in fear as she saw him next to her.
"ok ready!" rashid asked while setting timer. He quickly ran towards his position and before dilshad could notice asad again took zoya's hand in his petite palm. Holding it tighter, zoya's turned her face at asad , while asad smirked in victory and that's how the picture was clicked which she had framed it in her room.
She took the frame at her eye level, carresing it with her thumb she slided it in to the front zip of her tourist bag. She then quietly walked towards the desk and opened the drawer. One by one she pulled out the letters asad had written to her in new york.
Dear zoya,
It's been two years sice you all have shifted to New York. But in this long time you haven't yet spoken to me once. Abu had called at your home on Tuesday; we all spoke with gaffur and humaira. I asked for you to gaffur uncle, but he said you were not at home. I know he lied because he makes this stupid groan before trying to lie which is a big flop. Plus I had heard your faint voice directing gaffur uncle to say you are sleeping. Please zoya, I want to talk to you. I want to hear you fighting with me again. What are you doing is not right zoya! You know after you left I did not let anyone stay in your room, I requested ammi to keep the room as it like you left it that day. I spend day's together making study excuse so as no one asks me anything. I also have replaced your Barbie set which I accidently broke with the new one in market. At least now you can call me. Or atleast pick up my call, I will ask ammi to dial your extention this teusday again. Please come on line.
Best friend,
Asad
(Your Thakur)
The thin blue page in her hand slowly wetted with the drop of tears directly falling from her eyes, she cautiously picked one by one letter refreshing all the memories she had to take away with her back to New York. Yes she is going back to America. The decision is made. After the long and thick argument between gaffur and rashid finally the thin pool of relationships, broke in to several pieces.
The last word still drummed in her ears said by gaffur to rashid as a challenge.
"meri bati mera guroor hai rashid, uske daman pe daag lagani tumne baat bhi kaise sochli, tumhara beta asad agar tumhara chand hai. To meri betiyaan meri rooh hai or rooh kabhi maili nai hoti rashid. Tumne itni galeez baat kehkar apni soch ka saboot diya hai. Tum or tumhare aulad ne meri bachi ka man dukha ke acha nai kiya rasdhid. Main ye zakhm ko kabhi bharne nai dunga. Or agar tum sochte ho ke meri zoya tumhare bete ke liye tadpegi to bhool jao. Meri beti itni kamzor nai, ke raste ki rukawto se darkar kadam peeche kheech le. Wo jeeyegi rashid khush rahegi or tumhare bete se zyada khush rahegi. Ye ek baap ke diul se nikli badua hai ; jis tarah aj khoon ke ansu mere bahe hai, tum bhi sukoon ki zindagi kabhi nai jee paoge, tumhari aulade bhi khush nai rahengi, kabhi nai..dekh lena tum" with that gaffur had signed the curse he had given with the broken piece of vase beside him.
"dekhlena" he said it again.
Remebering the whole arguments where rashid had practically insulted gaffur and zoya's dignity her character and other aspect where shouldn't be brought in to pitcher with disgrace, the last damn of patience in her broked up. With anwars help and a soft discussion, she agreed to go back to America forever leaving the pain ful memory here between these four walls.
Here , asad to got the news from ayaan, ever since the announcement made he was pratically isolated by the family. No one had talked a word to him. No one had asked even for water for him, no one pratically had bothered of his absence of dinning table. I deserve it' he whispered softly again gulping one more bottle of vodka in one sip, raw. The burning of vodka was nothing compared to the burning he felt on his soul. His soul is broken yet he had these smile masked showing the people he is not affected by anything happened in the house, where the reality had been far worse than what he showed.
He took up the empty bottle in hand and threw it with a force in air , making it in to several tiny pieces kissing the cold floor he is sitting on. The glass slipped on floor while a tiny particle pierced his palm making his hand bleed lot of blood. He stood up on his feet and taking another bottle in hand he threw it in air making it to break kissing the floor. He smiled on the far memory of a zoya and her first time in New York.
"zoya may I have a dance with you?" he asked breaking altaf and zoya in between dancing floor.
Altaf got aggressive but zoya pushed him back with one hand and muttered some calming words to him. "its ok! He is just asking for a dance" she said looking at asad's hand still in air to hold by her.
Altaf gave a nod and zoya quickly looked back at asad with a frown. She slipped her hand in his and he guided her other frame over his shoulder while slipping his hands around her waist. He looked at the DJ with a smile and aired up a thumbs up behind her back. And instantly the sprang up jazz and rocks turned in to a very soft music. There were no lyrics to it just the flow of piono and drum. He smiled to himself as this always had been his favouriste music ever since he concluded that the feeling he had for zoya was not friend ship but Love.
Zoya pulled away a little so as to see his face while he just smirked on her confused and angry expression.
"asad hum bache the.." zoya said reffering the nikah at her childhood which they played.
"per hum aj bache nai hai." He simply said turning her body in circle.
"tumhe daisy kaise lagti hai, you know she is sweet and your types too." asad looked at zoya with a hurt but quickly covered ith with a smirk.
"or tumhe main kaisa lagta hu, you know mhy best friend says I am sweet and perfect." He said referring to the talk she had with humaira last night about asad.
Zoya huffed in annoyance as she mentally planned to yell at humaiara for leaking the discussion they had in private. The sudden change in her expression left asad amused.
"zoya..." he started but than thought to trail of the rest as her closeness was more important to him than anything.
" you are still close to me" eh whispered softly in her hears making her heart beat go wild with his seducive voice.
He smiled on the effect he had on her and planned to make her understand the feeling through his action and so he chose the steps which had maximum closeness and minumum parting.
Surprisingly she too enjoyed it and danced with him for the first time after they had grown up and that too with out any complaints.
Smiling again on the far memory asad stood up and hallucinated of zoya being in his arms. Not bothering about the floor covered with broken glasses he grooved his body on the silent music played by nature.
The floor turned slowly from white to red and soon the pieces of glasses disappeared behind the thick colour dripped from his bare foot but still he kept dancing with zoya, in hallucination.
He took a turn in circle and posed as if catching zoya in his arms, his turn made the near by all small big glasses break his skin deeply inside and he stopped taking a bow at no one in particular.
Then suddenly his started muttering few words in pure drunken state "now you will hate me zoya" he said walking over pieces to reach for another bottle.
"you have to because i am a bad boy"he said sipping on bottle .
Immediately his mother face came forward him with the word she used in disgust.
"you are selfish asad"
"SELFISH"
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