Asya FF:Socho ke Jheelo ka sheher ho Epilogue Pg:117 27/06 - Page 84

How abt a small epilogue here?

Originally posted by: Aazeen02

How abt a small epilogue here?

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You don't have to ask!!!!!😃

Yeah!😳
I will write a small update soonish! 😃

Originally posted by: Aazeen02

Yeah!😳
I will write a small update soonish! 😃

Epilogue

Asad and Zoya had just return to Bhopal after a 2 weeks trip to New York, at Zoya's place, as she was missing her family; and also a week trip to Las Vegas, as a surprise from Asad to Zoya in lieu of a belated Honeymoon that had been quite delayed due some collaborations that Asad's company had to make soon after the wedding ceremonies finished...

Zoya was helping Dilshaad in making Korma, learning how to prepare it... And in the hall Najma was sitting with Asad preparing a presentation on "The Lakes of Bhopal- The City of Lakes"... Zoya was quietly listening to their conversation too... It was time to kay the dinner, when Zoya remarked... "Asad, Bhopal Jheelon ka sheher hai na? Najma ne mujhe Bada Taalaab, The Upper Lake; dikhaaya tha door se when I had first came here... I heard they have a boat club too... If not showing all the 18 lakes of Bhopal, can you atleast take me to the Upper lake for a boating?"

The innocence as well the plead in Zoya's voice didn't go unnoticed... Asad kept looking at her face while she spoke, and before he could respond Dilshaad exclaimed... "Bhai Asad, ye toh badi ghalat baat hai... Bhopal mein rehke agar Upper lake nahi dekha, toh ye toh bilkul nainsaafi hai... You should take her out there... Waise bhi kal Sunday hai, We all; your Daadi, Abbu and I are going to Raisen district, to meet some of our relatives, Najma has an extra lecture tomorrow, and Ayaan is back to his hostel... Bache tum dono... You'd be free Asad, you should take her."

Asad had his index finger on his chin with his elbow resting on the table as if pondering over something, and then he said, "Alright then... Zoya get ready by 6.30 in the morning" and next was Najma who exclaimed, "Bhaijaan? Boating Club itni subah se khul jaata hai?"... Asad was a bit embarrassed... Not because of the question Najma asked, but the way she did... The tease in her eyes was not amiss... But Asad took it sportingly and said- "Najma you know how crowded the boating club is on Sundays... She'd hardly get half an hour to boat... Even you don't enjoy such less of the time, and then she's a newbie... She must be wanting more... Wahan ke incharge se meri pehchaan hai... Wo pehle ki hui bookings ke liye Club jaldi khol dega..."... Najma found no scope for any other comment, and thus nodded smilingly...

The next morning Zoya got up at 5 am, had a bath, offered her prayers, and was getting ready... She took out another pair of Anarkali suit that she was wearing all these days in Bhopal; when Asad who had just returned after his namaz took away the suit... Zoya was non-plussed... And before she could say anything, Asad handed her a pair of Denims and a Kurti stating- "Kahan tak apna dupatta sambhaalogi... This would be comfortable."... Zoya gave a small smile to herself... He cared for her, she should care for him, and thus, she kept that Anarkali suit in a small bag that she was carrying for the trip.

It was a small 15 minute trip to the boat club, when they together got on a Rowing boat with oars with a cloth over the ceiling of the boat, that gave it look of a small hut; a Shikara boat... And with Asad rowing the oars in the deep waters giving a splashing sound, the boat took off the platform where the boat stood, where Asad and Zoya boarded on it... Rowing for a few minutes, and the boat going a few metres away from the shore, Asad found Zoya smiling to herself looking thoughtful... And he asked her the same, is when she giggled and spoke- "Mr. Khan, Mujhe do songs yaad aa raha hai iss situation par..."... To this Asad gave a mocking look of happiness- "Alhamdulillah! Thank God! Aap situations par apni phati hui shayari karne ke alaawa gaane bhi gaa leti hain..."... And then Asad roared with his laugh on seeing Zoya's glaring face... "Achha-achha... Sorry Zoya! Please share kaun sa song hai wo..." But Zoya again huffed showing she is still angry... Asad held her palms in his hands, leaving the oars, and letting the wind take the boat on its own directions... Holding her palms tight in his, he gave her an intimate squeeze... The one she knew was one of Asad's own act... The pleading look on his face made her smile again, and she was back to her jovial mood, and cleared her throat and began singing in the melodiest voice her vocal chords could give, and said "Dono songs ke paras mix kar rahi hoon."-

Socho ke jheelon ka sheher ho,

Lehron pe apna ek ghar ho,

Hum jo dekhein, sapne pyaare,

Sach ho saare, Bas aur kya...

Ujli zameen, neela gagan,

Pani pe behta shikaara,

Sapno ki hai, duniya yahi...

Meri aankhon se dekho zara...

Asad smilingly heared Zoya sing... The lyrics were really apt... Singing and enjoying, they did not realise that they had reached another dock, where they had planned to change a boat, and take another one... And they took the next a paddle boat, enjoying... When next Asad got on the dock, and was about to ask Zoya for another boat, when he saw her on the Motor-Speed boat... She had folded her denims to her knees length and was slowly accelerating the bike of the motor boat... And as a sport she asked- "Come on Asad, let's have a race... Take another speed boat..."... Asad's eyes bulged out- "Tum chala logi?" "Oh come on Asad! Ab aaiye bhi..." And Asad immediately took another Motor boat and was on it... Within a few minutes what has started as a competition, turned into a fun affair... Zoya was riding the boat at a great speed and the waters were splashing on her, wetting her... Asad too was no where behind, and was competing with an equal spirit, uncaring about himself getting fully wet... And on finally reaching the dock did they breathe easy... Smiling and laughing like some teenagers after an adventure ride... And only after they came out of the dock to the area where their blongings were kept in the locker that they were fully dripping with waters... The way Asad was again and again brushing his hands over his denims and shirt told Zoya that he's not liking his clothes wet on his body, and so she took out her bag out of the locker and handed Asad a fresh pair of Jeans and a formal shirt... Asad was amazed at first and then smiled at her thoughtfulness... He was about to ask what she'd wear, when she took out the same Anarkali suit that he had kept aside in the morning so that she could wear something she loves... And now Zoya took out the dress her husband liked her to wear... Both smiled at each other at the unsaid words and wet to their respective changing rooms...

It was afternoon by the time they had finished with the speed boat and changed, when Asad took her for a final ride on the Cruise... The pride of the upper lake... It had partying place as well, restaurant, along with the site seeing of the lake... The clouds were getting darker and darker by the time they boarded on the Cruise... It was a really romantic Lunch for the both of them with the Skies pouring, and they having their dinner along the beautiful views of the lake and the surrounding area...

The rains had stopped by the time they came out of the Cruise ride of 2 hours... Having many hills in the city, the weather changed to quite very-very pleasant... The breeze that flowed was way too mood-lifting, and the car ride was even more pleasant... Asad took Zoya through VIP Road, the Marine Drive for the Bhopalis... An over-bridge road over the lake, that looked like it was built around the lake... The scenary was excuisite for anyone around the world, with such greenery and an ecstatic weather outside... The winds were playing hard with both Asya's hair, messing them up... But, who cared... It was no less than a picnic, and not any Fashion show...

Half and hour ride and Asad parked the car somewhere... It was a tourist spot... Zoya looked at the indication boards, that said it was "Manuabhaan ki Tekri"... Zoya was quizzical... "Ye kaun si jagah hai Asad?" "Zoya ye Manuabhaan ki Tekri hai... As the board said... It's a place up the hill, jahan he pura sheher ek baar mein dekh sakte hain... Pura ka pura rocky... By road bhi upar jaa sakte hain, but we'd go by these hangers."...They were rope hangers that took four people at a time way up and down the huge hill... Both of them soon boarded in and were dropped up the hill within a few minutes... "Wow" was all Zoya said... What the breeze she felt half an hour back was nothing... This was ecstatic... All her hair was flowing in the air... She moved up on the rocks where at one side there was a "Jain Mandir", as Asad told her... All over were Natural caves...

After having looks of all the caves, finally Asad took her to a huge rock end... And "Aah!", Zoya uttered in ecstacy... It was the arial view of Bhopal... There were many farms, and Farm houses down... The city felt to have worn the greenery... The top view of the International airport and flights taking off was a clear view... Little vehicles that were actually huge cars and bikes looked more or less like ants... And most of all the Cool breeze and greenery was providing Zoya the serentity that nothing else in the busy city could give... After closing her eyes and taking a deep breath Zoya moved to her side towards Asad, and gave a peck on his cheek... The Dusk and the setting Sun, both saw that together, with Zoya's head on Asad's shoulder... And she said- "Wakayi Asad, Aapka jheelon ka sheher bohot khoobsurat hai..." and Asad corrected closing her to him, "Humara sheher"

~~THE END~~

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Amazing
Fantastic
Brilliant
Awesome epilogue dear 😃
Beautifully written
I love your story so much 😊
Advance thanks for pm 😆

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