Asya SS : Phir Milenge epilogue updated page 55 on 11.08.2014

Hello people, How are you all? I have a
story in my mind which I want to share on this forum.I'll just give
the character sketch and prologue today and then you people can let
me know if you want me to continue it.

CHARACTER SKETCH:

Asad Ahmed Khan: A rich and
successful architect.26 years old.Loves his family a lot.Does not
want to fall in love due to past experiences.Has no intention of
marriage any time soon.Lives in Bhopal.

Zoya Farooqi : A passionate
fashion designer.25 years old.Lives with her sister and
brother-in-law.Is ready for an arrange marriage.Lives in Lucknow.

Rehaan Rizvi : Successful
architect by profession.26 years old.Lives in Lucknow.Finding a
suitable bride and is interested in arrange marriage.

Asad's
Family :

Dilshad Ahmed Khan : Mother (Housewife)

Rashid Ahmed Khan : Father (Businessman)

Najma Ahmed Khan : Sister (studying medical)

Ayaan Ahmed Khan : Brother (studying B.arch)

Zoya's
Family :

Zeenat Farooqi : Sister

Anwar Farooqi : Brother-in-law

Rehaan's
Family :

Rubina Rizvi : Mother

<font size="3">Prologue</font>:

Location : Lucknow (Zoya's Residence)

"Zoya..Zoya tum abhi tak taiyaar nahi hui?Ladke wale aane hi
wale hain,Maine tumse kaah tha na ki waqt par taiyar ho jana."
panicked Zeenat.

"Oh ho aapi..aap kyun itni chinta kar rahi hain.Aap to jaanti hi
hain na ki duniya ka aisa koi bhi kaam nahi hai jo Zoya Farooqi nahi
kar sakti.Bas 5 min mein taiyar ho jaungi mai" said Zoya who was
really calm.

"Rehne do Zoya.Koi bhi ladki 5 minute mein taiyaar nahi ho sakti
aur specially jab baat uske rishte ki ho rahi ho."

"Kyun aapi aapko kya 5 ghante(hours) lage they jab jeeju aapko
dekhne aaye they.Uff mai bhi kaisi batein kar rahi hu.Jeeju to aap
par pehle se hi lattu they.Love marriage jo thi aapki" laughed
Zoya.

"Zoya tum meri baat choro aur chup chap taiyaar ho jao."Zeenat
was even more worried seeing Zoya's carelessness.

"Bataiye na aapi, jeeju ne aapko propose kaise kiya tha.Please"
pleaded Zoya.

"Unhone mere ghar aake sabke samne mujhe I love you bola tha.Vo
din mai zindagi bhar nahi bhool sakti.Sahi kehte hain log pehla pyaar
bohat khaas hota hai uski jagah koi nahi le sakta" narrated
Zeenat.She was so lost reminiscing the memories of her past that she
failed to notice the faded smile on Zoya's face. "Oh ho Zoya tumne
mujhe bhi pne sath baton mein laga liya.Jaldi se taiyaar ho jao mai
neeche jake taiyariyan karti hu" saying that she left.

But unknowingly she has left Zoya in the memories of her first
love,in the memories of a certain Asad Ahmed Khan.But Zoya let the
memories go as soon as they came.She didn't love him anymore.She
doesn't even think about him now.She is all ready to start a new
life.All this is not that important now.

"Galat kehte hain log aapi.Phla pyaar bhulaya ja sakta hai"
she whispered to herself and went to the wardrobe to choose clothes
for herself.Afterall she is goint to start a new life which will be
full of lo..well love she is not sure about but happiness is
guaranteed she thought.

Location : Bhopal ( Asad's Residence)

"Ammi aap abbu se kitna pyaar karti hain?" asked a confused
Najma.

"Yeh kaisa sawal hua Najma?Ofcourse mai tumhare abbu se bhot
pyaar karti hu." replied an amused Dilshad.

"Par ammi yeh pyaar hota kya hai?Kaise hota hai? Films jaisa
hota hai kya ?Jaise aas paas violon bajne lagte ho aur flowers shower
hone lage?"questioned Najma

"Chal pagli , aisa kuch nahi hot hai. Pyaar ek bohat hi
khoobsurat ehsaas hai jiske bare mein tumhe tab hi pata chalega jab
tum use mehsoos karogi.Ab mujhe pareshan mat karo mujhe bohat kaam
hai." explained Dilshaad.

Najma was still not convinced and decided to ask her brother who
appeared to be immersed in work but was actually listening to the
mother-daughter conversation.

"Bhaijaan kya aapko kabhi pyaar hua hai?"asked Najma shocking
his brother.

PYAAR. This word reminds him only of one person.His first
love.Zoya Farooqi.He doesn't know whether he still loves her or
not.All he knows is there has been no single day when he does nt
think about her.Be it for a minute ,be it for hours but she marks her
presence in his life everyday.

"Padhai pe dhyaan do tamatar." was all he could say before he
went to his room to calm the storm that najma's talks have stirred
inside him.That silent storm.

So guys this is the prologue.Do let me know if you want me to
continue this.😊

Also I am not that content with the title so if you people can suggest me a good title(Well that's only if you wish me to continue this 😛).Also let me know if there is another story in the forum with the same name because the name is quite common.Waiting for your replies.

INDEX:

Character Sketch : Above

Prologue : above

Part 1: Page 4 : https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/post/108664517

Part 2 and note : Page 8 : https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/qubool-hai/4063484/asya-ss-phir-milenge-epilogue-updated-page-55-on-11-08-2014?pn=8

Part 3 : Page 12
Part 4 : Page 18
Part 5 : Page 22

Part 6 : Page 25
Part 7 : Page 36
Part 8 : Page 40
Part 9 : Page 46
Part 10 : Page 51
Epilogue : Page 55

Awesome start buddy. Very interesting. And very beautifuly written. Looking forward to read more. And the title i think also vry good. Waiting to know what happened btwn my asya that they r apart now. One req pls dont give too many rehan zoya scene. I hate zoya with any other man and triangles. Continue soon

Wow lovely concept
Do continue soon

Aww, i am got a new story ...

Asya story .. Thank u so much for this...

And yeah Nice Concept ,

Seems very interesting,

Asad- Zoya were in love,

But broked apart ..Kyun ???

Waiting to know the reason,

And I dont want Rehaan - Zoya scenes a lot,

It suits with Sanam but not with Zoya .. Not at all.

And , Starting hi pyaar ki baare mein

Hmm, Continue soon,

Hooked to the Story ,

Loved it completely,

Update soon...

And I have sent u a buddy request, Accept it and Pm me for next updates ...

Thumbs up from my side ,,

Will be here too support If u need it ...

Once again Thanks for this new work ..

interesting

Ya nyc concept continue soon...

interesting