# AsyaisKabhi -Madly In Love {EPISODE 1-5}

Dear Diary,

(she smiles penning down on a page)Its been 2 days, we have ever spoken or shared anything. i have lot much to share to you today. You know what? We won friend, we won, ammi abu have finally agreed to send me to Bhopal. yes! Finally I can study further, thanks to anwar jeeju he seriously has some magical wand with him, he just said once and my family not only had dropped my marriage topic but also have agreed to let me resume my studies further in Bhopal. Anwar bhaijaan is personally coming there with me, he has taken my gurantee for my family. I and anwar jeeju are going today to Bhopal, there is lot of work in the list to do as we reached there. Ihave got admission in one of the reputed college in management , now we just need to reach on time to get admission in hostel for girls then after that Ican practically consider my life on right track.Ireally want to become something friend; Iwant my father to be proud of me like he is proud of haider bhaijaan. Ireally don'tlike him when he differentiates between me and bhaijaan on sex. when Ireturn home, may be he would then appreciate me, my dreams and my love for him.(she wipes her tearsn with a finger).Diary-.

She stops writing on anwar's call "zoya" he calls again. Closing the diary , she quickly slips it under small bag, she keeps the pen on its place closing the lid before letting it fall just next to diary.

"ji jiju!" she replies looking at the metal door.

Anwar pushes the metal door and enters in hurry, he picks up his bag and checks his things above the sleepery bed on the couch.

"chalo zoya, Bhopal aa gaya hai, be ready with your stuff we had to get down in next station." He says looking out side the window bending his knees.

"ji" she simply replies as she gets up and packs the blanket and other things from alloted couch iside the bag. She hangs her side bag across her chest while she picks up her trolly bag pulling it with handle.

Anwar and zoya waits at the train door patiently watching the train reducing its speed and finally it stopped on the station. Zoya got down on the platform pulling her bag behind her, soon Behind her anwar got down with two bags on his shoulder. Zoya smiles at the view in front of her eyes, she admires the beautiful city with wide open eyes, after all this is the place where finally she could start living her dream and fulfill her every wish she ever thought somewhere in time.

"zoya ..." anwar called softly behind her as he asked her to follow behind him. zoya walked out of the station following anwar, soon she found herself standing at taxi stand. She looks here and there as she still cannot believe that she made it here, its only few days ago where she was pressurized to marry that stupid gunda akram with force and thanks to her jiju, that she got saved this time. But she knew already next time if this repeats luck won't be in her side again.

Zoya is about to say something when she gets twirled and finds herself in a warmth of a steel figure. She holds the man tight as her heart pounds under her, before she could see up to whom she is clinging to, she feels her body shifts on its own and hears anwar voice behind her "thanks bhaisahab" he says looking at the man who saved her from falling because of push that crowd gave her.

"shukriya" she said nervously as she slowly looked up but found he had already gone. Zoya looked at the space watching every one move in front of her eyes , her heart raced on the unknown feeling she had just experienced a minute before.

Zoya feels a drop sliding from her forehead , traveling from her head to her eyes, before she could reach to wipe it already got disappeared in her brown orbs . the burn that she felt forced her to raise her hand and rub her eyes. Little did she knows that was the first sigh nature gave her for her upcoming life. Anwar watched her facial expression before pulling the strand of the bag on her shoulder; She felt a tug over her shoulder and found anwar taking the bags from her shoulder and hand putting it behind the seats of the taxi. He opened the door for her and asked her to sit in.

Zoya happily obliged him taking her seat while anwars quickly hoped down next to her.

Sometimes we don't know what is there for us in other end. It's not necessary that what we had planned is same as what life have planned for us.

She thought life got her here for her, to make her dreams true; but the reality was far from what she could ever think off.

She was here brought by all plotting and planning by universe to mark his name forever engraved in her palm.

So here, I welcome you all to the twisted side of love, a love which will make you re think on the concept of love itself. A love story which will give you goose bumps yet you will fall for it.

Welcome to the story of two souls and a twisted way of his LOVE...💔

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