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Chapter 2

On the other side of the city, it was a typical weekday morning at the Khan household. Everyone was seated at the dining table for breakfast. A lady in her mid 40s was arranging food in a tray for her son just the way he liked it. "dilshad, tum bhi aajao, khaana thanda horaha hai," her husband said. "ha ek minute rashid, asad ka khaana dehkar aati hoon," dilshad said as she took the tray and left. "abu aapne asad se baat ki, kab tak woh aise hi," a guy at the table spoke. "kitni baar baat karne ki kosish ki hai farhan lekin woh hai keh sunta hi nahi, paata nahi kabh asad sabh bhul kar aage badega," rashid told his oldest son. "abu, main baat karo? Main samajane ki kosish karsakthi hoon," farhan's wife spoke up. Rashid smiled, "nahi nikhat, tumari ammi ne kaha hai keh woh ek baar phir se baat karengi," he told her. "mujhe nahi lagtha keh kohi bhi unne convince kar payega, thanks to that witch sabh barbaad hogaya," a guy whispered to someone. "bhai please don't say that, uski wajase hum sabh suffer karahe hai," the girl whispered back. "haider chachu, najma phuphi, aap yeh kya secret baad karahe hai," a little 3 year old boy spoke up. Najma and haider moved apart and mumbled, "kuch nahi...kuch bhi nahi," najma said. "woh hum college keh bare mein baat karahe hai," haider said trying to save them. "par aap dono toh kohi witch keh baare mein baat karahe the na?" the boy asked innocently. Now all eyes at the table were on najma and haider. They looked at each other and then at the boy. "Imran, apna cereal khatham karo, school bhi toh jaana hai," nikhat said looking at her son. "jee ami," he said as he went back nibbling on his food. "haider, najma, bacche se saamne toh aise baatein mat kiya karo," rashid said sternly. "sorry abu," they both said in unison.

Upstairs, dilshad knocked on her son's room door. "aaye ammi," a stern voice came from inside the room. Dilshad opened the door and walked in with the tray of breakfast to see her son by the mirror. He was dressed in black formal pants and a light blue shirt, struggling with a tie around his neck. She smiled, he would never learn. She placed the tray on the table and walked up to him. She turned him to face her and took the tie from him. "ammi...main karlonga," he said. "asad...zindagi mein har kaam akele nahi karsaktha beta, khabhi na khabhi kissi keh saath ki zaroorat padthi hai," dilshad said as she fixed the tie for him. "ammi main sabh karsaktha hoon, mujhe kohi help ki zaroorat nahi hai," he replied. She took his hand and made him sit on the bed next to her. "asad...main jaanti hoon keh joh kuch huwa tha woh tumare liye bhool na mushkil hai lekin asad sabh waise hi nahi hota jaise woh thi. Zindagi mein aage badh ja beta, jab tak tum aise hi rahoge toh tume kitni takleef hoti rahegi beta. Bhul jao usse...main tumare liye ek acchi ladki," dilshad said when asad interrupted her. "ammi please aabh phir se yeh sabh baatein, mujhe nikaah nahi karna hai please," asad told her firmly. "asad ek baar sooch lo beta," dilshad pleaded. "ammi, jab bhi sooch tha hoon toh sirf mujhe woh pal yaad aata hai jab sabh khatham huwa tha," asad said as he started to walk out the room. "theek hai main kuch nahi kahongi, lekin tum nashta karlena beta, aise hi mat jao," dishad said. "mujhe bhook nahi hai," he said as he grabbed his black coat and briefcase and walked out of the room. "ya allah, kab khatam hoga yeh sabh. Teen sal hogaye phir bhi mera bacche ussi waqt mein ruk gaya hai, meri bas yehi duwa hai keh uski zindagi mein kohi aaye aur uske saare duk lejaye," dilshad prayed as she took the tray of food and followed asad out of the room.

In the Siddiqui household, Zoya ran upstairs and barged into a room, "humi humi humi...guess what?," she yelled happily as she held her younger sister humeira and swung her around the room. "bhaji...abu ne aapko ha kehdiya!" humeira said excitedly. Zoya stopped looking at her sister shocked, "tume kaise paata...tum chup chup keh humari baatein sun rahi thi?" she questioned placing her hands on her hips. Humeira giggled, "nahi bhaji, lekin main jaanti hoon keh aap itne khush kyun hai kyun ki main jaanti hoon keh baccho koh paada na aap ka sapna hai aur aabh who pura hone jaaraha hai," humeira said knowing her sister very well. "ha humi...I am so happy!" zoya said as the sisters hugged. Humeira was zoya's best friend, sister, and a mother sometimes, and sometimes even her enemy to make her realize what was best for her. Humeira loved zoya the most in this world. Zoya was not related to her by blood but it didn't make a difference in the sisters' love. Both their world revolved around each other no matter what the world said. Humeira knew her mother didn't like zoya and she never knew why but she knew that zoya loved her more than anything in the world and she too wanted to give zoya everything. She wanted to make all the bitter words that her mom said to zoya disappear by giving her all the love she can. They broke apart apart happily. "accha aabh meri help kardo na, pure ek meine ki packing karni hai," zoya said. "bilkul bhaji, chaliye," humeira said and both the sisters left to zoya's room to pack for her one month internship.

Will zoya and asad meet? Who is the girl that broke asad's heart? Would asad give life a chance one more? How will this one month internship change zoya's life? To find out keep reading.