Before that, this is dedicated to my special friend, who has her birthday today (or yesterday :P) and this is her birthday gift. The lucky girl is Firdose (zaya-firdose) and though she's 20 and I am like 12 oops I mean 18 :P, I gotta give her some respect. So DI, this one's for you.
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"Fahad Osman Abdullah, kya aapko, Nafisa Khan se nikaah Qubool hai?" Qazi Sahb called out. I love weddings! Nafisa Di is getting married. My bro. My sis. She's everything! And my parents also. Coz when I was 15, my parents died in a car accident. But not to worry, I had great support by my side. I had Nafisa Di, Fahad Bhai, and that one special person. Zain Osman Abdullah!
"Hey Aaliya, what happened?" That sweet chirpy voice of his rang into my ears. I was crying my heart out coz I won't see Nafisa Di again. Or did I overreact? Allow me to explain. I live at Zain's house for a while with Surraiya Aunti. Osman Uncle is amazing too. He always gives me advice to control Zain. And he is a good well-wisher and motivator. He should have been a councillor!
"No its nothing. I just need some time alone." I said running into the closet room and locking myself in it. I cry a lot. So much that my hands get all sweaty and my kajal spreads. I have seen other girls cry but they cry so beautifully. And me? Gosh! Don't even talk about it. Just leave it!
"Aaliya beta are you ok?" Surraiya Aunti came. She doesn't like me to call her Aunti. And she wants me to call her Mom or Ammi. And believe me when she said this, Zain had his more than long smile.
"Yeah Ma. I am fine. I am just fixing my pallu. Its gone wrong!" LIE. Why do I lie so much? Huh?
"Should I help you?" Oh so sweet Aunti!
"No Ma. I am fine. I just need some time."
"Okay beta. I'll go call Zain so that he makes sure no one enters the room." Crap! No, not Zain.
"No Ma. Its no need. I'm-" I couldn't complete myself, when I heard a masculine voice.
"Is she fine?" Zain said. Oh, such a concerned soul he is!
"I don't know. She says she is fixing her pallu. You stay here and make sure NO one enters the room ok? And don't you dare go in. I'll be back. And beware, I am standing right there. No mischiefs!" Surraiya Aunti, MA, said and walked away. Why cant I call her Ma in my mind too?
"Aaliya are you ok?" Zain asked in the most concerned voice.
"Oh yes Zain. I just- I just need to fix my saree Just a second more!"
"You are crying, aren't you?" Zain said catching my lie. Why do you do that Zain?
"No Zain, I am not crying and all. I just need some time alone. I had this stain on my saree so I am trying to get rid of it."
"Are you fixing your saree or trying to get rid of that STAIN?" What?
"Umm both."
"Aaliya the door is open. If I hear you sob, I will come inside."
"Zain really no need. I am fine. AND NOT CRYING!"
"Aaliya I have known you for 14 years. And I know that much that you always speak like this when you hide something. So I am coming in coz I know you are NOT fixing your saree!" He opened the door to see me sitting on the floor. I started crying again. Zain sat down beside me and took me into his arms. Oh they feel like heaven! I cried my heart out into his t-shirt. He tried to sooth me with his hand on my head.
Oh My God.
This feeling isn't normal.
This heavy breathings ISNT NORMAL!
You.. Aaliya you.. YOU LOVE HIM!
You've fallen in love Aaliya.
OH MY GOD!
Should I tell him? No.
"What should you tell me?" He asked. Does he read minds? Probably yes. DO NOT THINK Aaliya!
"N- nothing." I said cuddling up into him. I should step away now. But, nah, no mood!
"Well I do read minds Aaliya. And I read yours saying that this all heavy breathing isn't normal. And you've fallen in love. With whom may I ask?" Excuse me? YOU CAN'T READ MY MIND.
"You are just fascinating Zain. Its nothing like that."
"Is it Zeeshan?"
"No are you insane?"
"Mihir?"
"NO!"
"Then who is it?" He asked irritated.
"Its YOU!" Oh good lord, open the ground and swallow me in.
"I guessed that right."
"But you didn't guess its you."
"Some things do not need to be guessed." He said pulling me into a tight waala hug.
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My longest ever OS I guess.
Okay guys gotta go.
Happy Birthday Firsdose!
Bye all.