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Ignition and my Passion--that is You!
He smashed the bottle in two. The glass shreads plunging into the skin of his hand, blood flowed-in thick colour -the colour of hate and betrayal.
'What was he supposed to do? The Sanam he loved with all his heart, mind and soul--left him in a sea of blackness! She came in his life only to leave a wound forever on his heart! Was it this he was supposed to expect? An heartbreak-betrayal-false emotions because he was Aahil Raza Ibrahim-a damaged piece?!
The whisky went down his throat but it couldn't appease the burning inside his ribcage. There was no way it can soothe the flame that Sanam had ignited !
He was a womaniser. So this was probably a fate he was to expect afteral !
He looked at the wall where just a month ago he had hung the smiling picture of a happy man; with the woman of his life at his side. He decorated this room and this whole villa to gift her as a wedding present. But now it all appeared to be a distant dream merged with lies and treachery! Now his life was a joke.
He tried to squant his eyes to see her smiling face more clearly.
Despite of all the hurt and torment that smile was still his most favourite in the world. He can do anything to have a look at it. He can just sit and look at her for hours--and days! She was like a narcotic to his senses. She was his drug! The drug that kept him sane, noble and wise.
At least it used to.
But not for long. It was the past now. He would become everything that Sanam wanted him not to be! He would benign himself to the level where there would be no return. No hope.
He again tried to look-stretching his eyes as wide as he can; but he couldn't. He tried to stand with his hands reaching out to touch the face in the picture. But he failed.
Aahil was in a maze of grief and too drunk to be able to see things clearly.
In rage he broke the 5th bottle as well. The sound of the empty bottle rolling in half , echoed through the entire house.
With hands trembling he stood up. He couldn't see the face in the dark , the water in his eyes obscured his vision.
Aahil tried to laugh thinking it was just a part of his reckless life. Sanam was just another random girl that he stumbled upon. And now she had gone for good. Then why bother? Fresh stains of water drenched his vision.
A shattering laughter coursed through him.
He doused the glass clinking it against the bottle in his other hand.
He pledged he would forget her. He swear to wipe her from his life but he couldn't take her away from his mind!
Sanam --!!
'Was he hellucinating?'
Aahil laughed hystirically. His eyelids falling like a heavy lead upon his pained eyes, so excruciating was his grief that his innards burned. Aahil spuainted his eyes further and took a step which led to lose his balance- tripping he fell and was held by someone who with an astonishing amount of kindness forced him to stand.
"Aahil---"
the sound was enough for him to recognise the voice. It was that one voice he would never forget. It must be a dream--; he thought inwardly with a sad grimace on his face.
'Aahil what have you done to yourself ! You promised me! ' , he saw the tears falling through that marble skin and Aahil knew he was not dreaming. It was indeed her. It was indeed Sanam!
The bottle fell from his hands. Unsteady, he caught her shoulders and cornered her to the wall. The anger in him was enough to lend him strength.
'Lie ! The whole time it was a lie. I know I didn't deserve you but I didn't deserve this either ! ', his voice was low but shaking. He felt his warm face and Aahil knew he was crying.
Sanam put her hands over his face, she said something Aahil couldn't understand. The blazing was so terrific in his head and heart that Aahil could scarcely follow anything. The alcohol created a dillusion that took his power of reasoning. With heavy leaded eyes he looked at her trying to catch the betrayal on her face but there was none.
'She didn't want you in her life. She fled !' Tanveer's accusing voice rang in his head and he became furious. 'how couldn't he see the treachery? What was wrong with him? How could he envision her face as the gleam of hope? How could it shine as the penacle of purity? There was no way honesty could transpire in those eyes! She was a betrayer! A liar !
there was a pause before Aahil pushed her away. Sanam tried to hold his hand but he gave a rough shoving and she fell against the floor. And that was when Aahil saw the red mark.
Thinking to wipe her out of his life Aahil was going to speak the words and put an end to their relation forever. He opened his mouth but the unspoken words died when his eyes found numerous marks of bruises that covered most of the parts of her fair hand.
Aahil forgot what he was going to do or what he had pledged. He leaned and pulled her up with him. His hands trailed through her milk patched skin as he found bruises upon bruises. . .
His eyes astounded, roamed through the dark crosses that were almost everywhere upon her arm. His love and worry cleared each and every doubt he had.
And Aahil's black orbes wanted answers- and fast.
And Sanam told him everything. Aahil listened, not objecting for once. And he believed her.
He began to know everything he ought to have known long back.
Aahil couldn't bear to think what she could have gone through. How she had faced everything all alone!
The scars were not her's, it were upon him !
Aahil wiped the tears from her swollen face. He leaned closer and continued to touch her every scar with the love-filled touch of his lips.
Sanam couldn't hold back.Tears of joy cascaded down her pale cheeks.
For a moment they both cried and Aahil pulled her into his embrace.
That very moment he promised Sanam, he would take every measure to punish whoever had laid their hands on Sanam. He swore to take revenge.
Aahil promised himself and Sanam that none of the pain she'd received would he let go in vain. He would no more remember he had a mother! Tanveer would have to pay!
With his fiercely protective arms around Sanam, Aahil roared in mad fury.
If his love was great then his hate was even greater !
And Aahil Raza Ibrahim will destroy her--! Tanveer will not be spared !
---The End.
So that's it. 😊
The thing is finally i got a day off. . .😉 and so when Nafi(flora) requested me to write something on Saahil- I thought to give it a shot! As i was also nt too happy with the recent turn of events. So there it is. Please do tell me whether you like it or not. I'll wait to hear from you!😳 and it might seem too short and also there were many parts left to explore. . but because of time issues i couldn't. I could only manage this. Sorry.
And Nafi this is for you.😊 Sorry for being late dear but you know i hardly get time off.
and all of you-love you loads my dears. . . take care.🤗
He smashed the bottle in two. The glass shreads plunging into the skin of his hand, blood flowed-in thick colour -the colour of hate and betrayal.
'What was he supposed to do? The Sanam he loved with all his heart, mind and soul--left him in a sea of blackness! She came in his life only to leave a wound forever on his heart! Was it this he was supposed to expect? An heartbreak-betrayal-false emotions because he was Aahil Raza Ibrahim-a damaged piece?!
The whisky went down his throat but it couldn't appease the burning inside his ribcage. There was no way it can soothe the flame that Sanam had ignited !
He was a womaniser. So this was probably a fate he was to expect afteral !
He looked at the wall where just a month ago he had hung the smiling picture of a happy man; with the woman of his life at his side. He decorated this room and this whole villa to gift her as a wedding present. But now it all appeared to be a distant dream merged with lies and treachery! Now his life was a joke.
He tried to squant his eyes to see her smiling face more clearly.
Despite of all the hurt and torment that smile was still his most favourite in the world. He can do anything to have a look at it. He can just sit and look at her for hours--and days! She was like a narcotic to his senses. She was his drug! The drug that kept him sane, noble and wise.
At least it used to.
But not for long. It was the past now. He would become everything that Sanam wanted him not to be! He would benign himself to the level where there would be no return. No hope.
He again tried to look-stretching his eyes as wide as he can; but he couldn't. He tried to stand with his hands reaching out to touch the face in the picture. But he failed.
Aahil was in a maze of grief and too drunk to be able to see things clearly.
In rage he broke the 5th bottle as well. The sound of the empty bottle rolling in half , echoed through the entire house.
With hands trembling he stood up. He couldn't see the face in the dark , the water in his eyes obscured his vision.
Aahil tried to laugh thinking it was just a part of his reckless life. Sanam was just another random girl that he stumbled upon. And now she had gone for good. Then why bother? Fresh stains of water drenched his vision.
A shattering laughter coursed through him.
He doused the glass clinking it against the bottle in his other hand.
He pledged he would forget her. He swear to wipe her from his life but he couldn't take her away from his mind!
Sanam --!!
'Was he hellucinating?'
Aahil laughed hystirically. His eyelids falling like a heavy lead upon his pained eyes, so excruciating was his grief that his innards burned. Aahil spuainted his eyes further and took a step which led to lose his balance- tripping he fell and was held by someone who with an astonishing amount of kindness forced him to stand.
"Aahil---"
the sound was enough for him to recognise the voice. It was that one voice he would never forget. It must be a dream--; he thought inwardly with a sad grimace on his face.
'Aahil what have you done to yourself ! You promised me! ' , he saw the tears falling through that marble skin and Aahil knew he was not dreaming. It was indeed her. It was indeed Sanam!
The bottle fell from his hands. Unsteady, he caught her shoulders and cornered her to the wall. The anger in him was enough to lend him strength.
'Lie ! The whole time it was a lie. I know I didn't deserve you but I didn't deserve this either ! ', his voice was low but shaking. He felt his warm face and Aahil knew he was crying.
Sanam put her hands over his face, she said something Aahil couldn't understand. The blazing was so terrific in his head and heart that Aahil could scarcely follow anything. The alcohol created a dillusion that took his power of reasoning. With heavy leaded eyes he looked at her trying to catch the betrayal on her face but there was none.
'She didn't want you in her life. She fled !' Tanveer's accusing voice rang in his head and he became furious. 'how couldn't he see the treachery? What was wrong with him? How could he envision her face as the gleam of hope? How could it shine as the penacle of purity? There was no way honesty could transpire in those eyes! She was a betrayer! A liar !
there was a pause before Aahil pushed her away. Sanam tried to hold his hand but he gave a rough shoving and she fell against the floor. And that was when Aahil saw the red mark.
Thinking to wipe her out of his life Aahil was going to speak the words and put an end to their relation forever. He opened his mouth but the unspoken words died when his eyes found numerous marks of bruises that covered most of the parts of her fair hand.
Aahil forgot what he was going to do or what he had pledged. He leaned and pulled her up with him. His hands trailed through her milk patched skin as he found bruises upon bruises. . .
His eyes astounded, roamed through the dark crosses that were almost everywhere upon her arm. His love and worry cleared each and every doubt he had.
And Aahil's black orbes wanted answers- and fast.
And Sanam told him everything. Aahil listened, not objecting for once. And he believed her.
He began to know everything he ought to have known long back.
Aahil couldn't bear to think what she could have gone through. How she had faced everything all alone!
The scars were not her's, it were upon him !
Aahil wiped the tears from her swollen face. He leaned closer and continued to touch her every scar with the love-filled touch of his lips.
Sanam couldn't hold back.Tears of joy cascaded down her pale cheeks.
For a moment they both cried and Aahil pulled her into his embrace.
That very moment he promised Sanam, he would take every measure to punish whoever had laid their hands on Sanam. He swore to take revenge.
Aahil promised himself and Sanam that none of the pain she'd received would he let go in vain. He would no more remember he had a mother! Tanveer would have to pay!
With his fiercely protective arms around Sanam, Aahil roared in mad fury.
If his love was great then his hate was even greater !
And Aahil Raza Ibrahim will destroy her--! Tanveer will not be spared !
---The End.
So that's it. 😊
The thing is finally i got a day off. . .😉 and so when Nafi(flora) requested me to write something on Saahil- I thought to give it a shot! As i was also nt too happy with the recent turn of events. So there it is. Please do tell me whether you like it or not. I'll wait to hear from you!😳 and it might seem too short and also there were many parts left to explore. . but because of time issues i couldn't. I could only manage this. Sorry.
And Nafi this is for you.😊 Sorry for being late dear but you know i hardly get time off.
and all of you-love you loads my dears. . . take care.🤗
