Live In Fantasy Index updated 23/05/16 BUDDY ME FOR PM - Page 14

Asad stared at the earring and closed his eyes . And again the foul memories returned to him .

**flashback**
After the sangeet , Asad had tried numerous times to tell Zoya that he loved her, but everytime he had just failed . Everytime Tannu came up with some stupid thing , and he just couldn't confess .

Zoya had started doubting Tanveer . She always tried to bring the truth in front of family , and she failed . Her arguments with Tanveer , had irritated Asad to the core . He calmly tried to explain Zoya hundred times , but she was so stubborn , that he failed . He tried to keep cool and calm . But he was Asad , for how much time he could control his anger .

After the day Zoya had ordered the Kurti from Tanu's company , and the drama that had taken place at the dining table , asad was really angry . Tanveer had cried full night , that Zoya doubted her . She had told Asad that she will leave the house , because Zoya doesn't likes her .

Asad was really angry . But still he didn't shouted on Zoya . He was sandwiched between zoya and Tanu . He trusted Tanu completely , and could never doubt on her . And zoya , he knew that she had a golden heart and couldn't lie . His only conclusion was that Zoya was misunderstanding situation .

Only 4 days were left for wedding . Tannu and Zoya had gone shopping , and the goons had attacked on them . Asad had reached in time and had saved both the girls . Tanveer had got a deep wound on her head . Zoya had got slight bruises on her neck and hand due to manhandling .

It was night time , when Zoya enterd asad's room . He was working on laptop . He saw her and got up .

"Ms Farooqui , aap yaahan kya kar rahi hai ? Aapko iss waqt aaraam ki zaroorat hai ."
"Mr. Khan , mujhe aapse ek bahut zaroori baat karni hai."
Asad looked at Zoya's face . She was really serious .
"Kiske baare mein"
"Tanveer" she said calmly .
"Please Ms Faarooqui don't start again"
"Par Mr Khan ..."
"Khuda ke waaste , aap tanu ka pichha chhod dijiye . Uss bechari ne aapka kya bigaara hai ."
"Main uske pichhe nahi pari hu Mr Khan , mujhe bas thhode doubts hai ." replied Zoya .
"Aap aur aapke doubts . Itney baar galat saabit hone ke baad bhi aap haar nahi maan rahi hai ."
"Whatever Mr Khan . Aapko yakeen nahi karna hain , mat kijiye . Main aapko jo bataane aayi hoon , woh bataa ke chali jaungi . "
"Mujhhe nahi sunna hai "
"Par mujhe sunana hai . Aaj woh gudey ..."
"Woh gundey Tanu ke ex husband aur uskey dost thhey . Mainey unke khilaf complain kar di hai "
"Par Mr Khan mujhe nahi lagta hai ki woh uskey ex husband aur uskey dost thhey ."
"Matlab "
"Matlab , yeh ki. Tanveer un logon ko dekh kar dari hi nahi . Aap jaantey hain woh log gun Tanu pe nahi , mujh par point kar rahe thhey , as if mujhe maarne aaye ho ."
"What nonsense Ms Faarooqui . Aap ye kaisi behuda baatein kar rahi hai . Koi aapko kyun maarne chaahege . Aap tanveer ke saath thhi , isiliye aap par attack huya ."

"Aur aap yeh baat mat bhuliyein ki Tannu ko aapse zyaada chot aai hai ."
"I know Mr Khan , par .."
"Par war kuchh nahi , bahut keh liya aapne aur bahut sun liya mainey . Ab aap jaa sakti hai ."
"But..."

Asad was burning with anger . That was all that he could tolerate .
"Aapki problem kya hai . Aapne Tanu ko jhuta saabit karne ke liye uski jali hui skin tak nochney ki koshish ki . Aap tab bhi naakaamyaab hui , toh ab aapkey yeh stupid plans "
"Plans... Mr Khan aapko lagta hai ki main plan kar rahi hoon ."
"Mujhe nahi pataa . Par itna jaroor bataa hai ki aap jhoot bol rahi hai . "
"Par main jhoot kyun bolungi Mr Khan"
"Kyunki aap , Tanveer se jalti hai . Jalti hai aap uski achhaaiyon se . Uske sanskaar se . Aap chaah ke bhi waisi nahi ban sakti hai . Woh tameez aur tehjeeb aap mein aa hi nahi sakti hain , Ms Faarooqui . Woh rishton ki samajh , aap chaah ke bhi apne andar nahi laa sakti hain. "
Tears were flowing down Zoya's cheeks . She didn't shouted . She just calmly said " main tanveer ke jaisa banna chahti hi nahi hoon Mr Khan . " she left the room .

**flashback ends**

Tears were flowing down Asad's cheeks .He was holding the earring with such a force that it was hurting his fingers .
"Maine sahi kaha thha Zoya . Aap chah ke uske jaisi nahi ban sakti . Meri Zoya aisi hain hi nahi . Aap , aap iss duniya se alag hain . Yeh duniya aur iski burayiaan , aapke liye nahi hai . Mera jaisa khudgurz insaan aapke liye nahi hai . Isiliye shaayad allah ne mujhe aisi sazaa di . Ki naa main jee saku aur naa mar saku . Yaa allah , meri Zoya mujhe waapas kar de . Main jaanta hu main uske laayak nahi . Phir bhi tu usse mujhe lauta dein . Main jaanta hun ki woh itani achhi hain ki tere jannat mein bhi uski maang hain . Par mujhe uski jyaada zaroorat hai . Agar tu usse nahi lauta sakta , toh meri bhi saansein le le . Ab mujhse yeh dard aur nahi saahaa jaata . 4 saal , 4 saal se intezaar kar raahaa hoon ki meri Zoya ..."

He hears the knock on the door .
Nazma was standing there in kurti and jeans . Asad had granted her permission to wear jeans . He had understood that respect is in heart , and not the clothes .
But still Nazma wasn't happy . There was no smile on her face . Her engagement was fixed , but still she wasn't happy .How could she be happy when Zoya was ...

"Bhaijaan , ammi aapko naashte ke liye bula rahi hai ." Said Nazma . She looked at his brother and knew exactly what was he thinking . Her heart pained , to see her brother in that condition . But she couldn't do anything for him .
Since 4 years , the happiness of the house had vanished , and she didn't expected that the happiness will ever return .

"Tum jaao main aata hun ." Said Asad wiping his tears . He was in the most vulnerable state possible . But he knew , that how much also he hides , his family understood his pain .

Nazma goes away as she can't stand the sight of her strong bhaijaan crying like a baby , craving for his life .

Once again Asad closes his eyes and the foul memories tormented him .

**flashback**
It was the fateful day that he hated .
It was 2 days left for the nikaah . After the conversation of that night in Asad's room , asad and zoya had not talked . It had been full 2 days since they had last talked .

Asad knew it was his fault . He had crossed his limits. But he didn't say her sorry . Zoya was simply avoiding Asad since 2 days .

Asad was sitting on the breakfast table . He was reading his newspaper . Dilshad and Nazma were serving food , when Zoya walked in . She came and sat on the chair .

"Good morning phupi , good morning tammatar "said Zoya .
Then Zoya stared at Asad who was lost in his newspaper .

"Good mornong Mr Khan " said Zoya with a very calm voice .
Asad shot his head up to look at Zoya . Now that was very unexpected . Zoya talking to him calmly , was not at all normal . By the way Zoya had greeted Dilshad and nazma , asad could tell that something was disturbing her .
And when Zoya greeted him , he became all the more sure about the fact that something was disturbing her .

Asad looked at Zoya and asked
"Good morning . You ok ? "
Zoya heard his voice full of concern . She felt better.
"Yes Mr Khan . Its just that ...Nothing . Nothing at all Mr Khan . Main theek hoon "

Asad was concerned , there was something wrong for sure .
" koi problem ho toh u can share "
"Nothing Mr Khan . Its just that , main achha nahi feel kar rahi hoon ."
"Should I call the doctor " came the quick reply from Asad .
"Nahi Mr Khan . Meri tabiyat kharaab nahi hain . Par pataa nahi kyun , aaj mera mood kuchh achha nahi hai . Bahut sad sa feel kar rahi hoon "

Now asad thought of cheering her mood .
"Sad aapko nahi mujhe hona chahiye . 2 din mein humara nikaah jo hone waala hai ."
"Oh really . Sad toh mujhe hone chahiye , ki mera ek emotionally challenged robot se nikaah ho raha hai . "
"Ms Faarooqui " asad roared .
"Mr Khan " zoya yelled .
They both silenced when they saw dilshaad , staring them .

After completing the breakfast , asad got up to go to office .
"Mr Khan" Zoya called him in a very calm voice .
Asad was again surprised . Today this girl was going to drive him crazy .
"Kahiye "
Zoya got up from the chair and said .
"Mujhe apni dress lene boutique jaana hai , aap mere saath chaalenge "

It was very unlike Zoya to ask him for any favour . He had an important meeting so he said "Par Ms . Faarooqui mujhe office ..."
"Please Mr Khan"

Now Asad couldn't refuse to her . "Ok fine . Let's go"

Till than Tanveer walked in .
"Jammy humein apni factory phir se chaloon karne ke liye saamaan kharidna hai . Aap humaare saath chalenge ?"
Asad looked at Zoya's face . Anger was visible on her face . But he couldn't refuse to Tanu .
"Thik hain Tanu . Tum taiyaar ho jaao "
Zoya looked at Asad and started "Mr Khan , aapne kaha thha ki aap mere saath chalenge "
"Jaanta hoon Ms Faarooqui . But Tanu ke saath jaana jyaada important hai ."
"Woh important hai . Aur main ? Main important nahi hoon aapke liye " Zoya said with tears in her eyes . Pain clearly visible in her eyes .
"Aap baat ko kaha se kaha leke jaa rahi hai . Aap jaanti hai naa Tanu ka akele jaana safe nahi hai . Agar usse kuchh ho gaya toh ."

"Agar mujhe kuchh ho gaya toh . Mujhe kuchh ho gaya toh aapko koi fark nahi parega Mr Khan "

That was all that Asad could tolerate . He couldn't listen to the fact that anything will happen to Zoya .
"Shut up Zoya . Tumhe kuchh nahi honey waala hain . "

Asad tried to control his temper and said " aapke jaan ko koi khatra nahi hai . Koi aapko nahi maarna chahta hai . Aap hamesha ke liye , hum sabko pareshaan karne ke liye issi ghar mein rehne waali hain . Aur jaahaan tak rahi aapke saath naa chalne ki baat toh aapki dress se jyaada zaroori Tanu ki safety hai ."

Zoya didn't said anything . She left the house with tears in her eyes .
Asad and Tanveer went to the shop , from where Tanveer had to buy material for her dress .

**flashback ends **

"Asad naashta taiyaar hai , jaldi aao ." Asad heard his ammi shouting .

He quickly wiped his tears , put back the earring , set his hair properly and headed towards the hall

Asad came in the hall . He saw his ammi and Nazma were setting the table . He instead of moving towards the table , move towards the guestroom . Sorry not guestroom , it was no more a guestroom . Asad had made it her room . It was his Zoya's room . No guest was allowed in that room .

Dilshad and Nazma saw Asad going towards the guestroom . They very well knew the pain through which Asad was going through . But they couldn't do anything to help him . Since last four years Asad lived a life of robot . He had certain routine set , which he followed most religiously . This was also part of his routine . Anybody would have confused Asad with a robot , if they saw his routine . It was only in that room where Asad showed his emotions . He used to laugh , smile , plead , shout and cry .

Asad flung the door open . He stood there and stared at the room . The room was painted with bright happy colours . There were photos of Zoya all over the walls . The air of the room was fresh and scented . The interiors of the room were outstanding . Asad had personally done all the work . After all it was his Zoya's room .

Asad looked in the room . There was no laughter in the room , no stupid shaayari's to irritate him .
Asad regretted his lines "Aap hum sabko pareshaan karne ke liye hamesha ke liye yahi rehne waali hai ."
He saw the sight before his eyes , and once again the old memories returned to him .

**flashback**

Asad and Tanveer went to the shop from where Tanveer had to buy the materials . Tanveer bought a lot of materials , while Asad was full time busy on his mobile discussing his business .

He was very angry with himself . He knew he had once again hurt Zoya . Already Zoya's mood was not good . Inspite of his harsh words she had talked to him . She had asked a small thing with him . And he couldn't even give it to her . He was super pissed of with himself . He had decided that today he would say her sorry , and would try tell her his feelings.


This thought calmed him to some extent .

"Jammy , hum uss side girls section mein jaa rahe hain . Aap aayenge humaarey saath ?"
Asad was already angry . He thought it would be better if he didn't accompanied her . Obviously in such well protected building , it was safe for Tanu to go alone in the girls section .
"Nahi Tanu . Main yahi rukta hoon . Tum apna kaam jaldi kar ke aao . "
"Jaisa aap chaahey Jammy . Hum jaatey hain "

It had been ten minutes since Tanu had went . Asad was getting restless . He was thinking about Zoya , when something brought him out of his trance . It was his phone ringing . Before he could take the call , the call ended . It was Zoya's call .

Asad was confused . Why would Zoya call him . He tried to call her back , but her cell was switched off . Asad couldn't understand the situation . He wasn't getting positive feeling about what also was happening . His heart told him that something was wrong .
Suddenly he felt as if Zoya had called him . His heart was wishing to see Zoya right at the moment . He closed his eyes .pictures from Mangapur incident started playing before his eyes . He could see Zoya's lifeless body . His full body shivered due to fear . Why was he getting that feeling ?

Once again his trance was broken by the ringing phone . But this time , it wasn't his phone but Tanu's phone was ringing . She had left her purse and mobile there only . He didn't wanted to attend the call. But then it flashed
"Private number calling"

Asad thought of receiving the call . Maybe it was related to her husband . Deep down in his heart he was getting negative feelings , that what if Zoya was right . What if these feelings were trying to tell him something . Asad dreaded to pick up the call .

He picked up the call . Before he could say anything , a male voice from the other side said
"Mubaarak ho Tanveer bi . Aapka kaam aaj ho hi gaya . Humne aaj uss ladki ka kaam tamaam kar diya . Humaarey rupyein humey sahi samay par mil jaana chahiye "
Asad couldn't respond . His brain was blocked . He had turned into stone . Before he could speak anything , he heard again .
"Kya hua Tanveer bi . Khushi ke maare gungi ho gayi . Yeh lo tumko thhoda aur khush kar dete hain . Yeh suno apney dushman ki aakhri awaaz "

The next thing which Asad heard , till date that voice haunted him in kis dreams .

He heard a bullet shot and then came a loud dreadful shreik
ASSSAAADDD...
And then one more bullet shot
And again came a voice ASADDd...
It was very slow as compared to the first one .

Asad's heart stopped beating . He couldn't breath . He felt as if anybody had hold his neck tight , and was preventing him from breathing . He was dying hundred deaths in each single second .

Asad couldn't get anything . Zoya's shriek was haunting him . Only the thought that something must have happened to Zoya , was driving him crazy . What if something must have happened to Zoya . He thought to confront Tanveer . But suddenly the realisation dawnad on him that while he was wasting time in arguments of what to do , Zoya must be fighting for her life . He decided to confront that lady afterwards .

Next moment Asad was recklessly driving his car , breaking all the traffic rules , speeding his car to the boutique . His car maximum speed was not good enough for him .

Asad's feelings that time can not be described in words . His world was crashing down . But no he couldn't fall weak . He had to bring Zoya back .

He stopped the car at the boutique . It was more like a deserted place . The street eas silent and there was no sign of Zoya anywhere . He saw there was a forest area at the other side of thew area .
He ran in the forest and shouted like a mad man

ZOYAAA...
ZOYAAA...
ZOYAAA...

He called her several times , there wasn't any clue of Zoya . He had came half way . And then he saw her ipad lying . He quickly picked it up . The pink ipad had turned to red due to blood . It was obviously his Zoya's blood .

He called her name several times . And then he saw his life lying at the side of abig tree . The sight in front of his eyes was dreadful . It was worst than a nightmare . She was shot two times . One of the bullet was shot in her stomach , and other in her shoulder . There were numerous wounds as deep as trenches on her head . Her clothes had turned into read . Her beautiful face had thousands of cuts . He had never in his worst nightmare thought that he would ever see Zoya in such a condition .


He ran to her . She was unconscious or may be dea... no she couldn't leave Asad . Asad sat down , his face was flooded with tears . He took her in his arms and screamed ZOYAAA...

Asad laid her down on his legs . He wiped the blood from her face . He cupped Zoya's face and cried
"Get up Zoya , please get up . Please get up . Uthh jaao Zoya please . Please . You can't do this to me . You just can't " he shouted .

"Zoya tumne kaha thha ki tum mujhey chhor ke nahi jaaogi . Tum yehi rahogi , mujhe pareshaan karne ke liye . Tum apni baat se pichhe nahi hat sakti Zoya . Please uthh jaao . Main tumhey umr bhar jhelney ke liye taiyaar hoon Zoya . Uthh jaao please . Tum mujhe apni galtiyon ki aisi sazaa nahi de sakti .
Wake up dammit" he yelled with all his power .
He checked her breath , but couldn't feel anything .

He hugged Zoya tightly , as she was his life . He couldn't let his life go away so easily . He cried for very long which appeared like eternity . And then
Then he felt as if Zoya breathed out some air in his ears . He immediately broke the hug and gently holded her in his hands . She was breathing ,yes he could feel it . And then he saw her lips moving .

"A...Asad"
He heard her faint voice . His heart started beating again . Fresh set of tears made their way through his eyes .
"Zoya . Tum , tum thhik ho . Main tumhe kuchh nahi honey dunga . I promise , tum bilkul thhik ho jaayegi ".
Zoya tried to smile , but she couldn't . Even a small movement was causing her lot of pain .
"Mr ...Mr Khan Tanveer ."
Asad's blood boiled on listening her name .
"We can talk about that later Zoya , abhi aapko hospital le jaana jaada zaroori hai . " saying this he tried to pick her up , but she stopped him .
"Rukiye Mr K...khan . Uska koi faayda nahi par "
"Shut up Zoya . Hum abhi ke abhi hospital jaayenge . Tumhe kuchh nahi hoga . Samjhi tum ."

Asad picked up Zoya very carefully in his arms . He sarted moving towrds the street . They were very far from the street . Asad tried to increase his speed . But Zoya's scream stopped him . He stopped to look at her . Zoya was screaming due to immense pain . Due to Asad's fast speed , her body was swinging to and fro , which was causing her pain .

"Dh...dheere chaliye Mr Khan . Dard ho... raha hai."
Asad closed his eyes due to pain .He couldn't see Zoya in pain . His heart was ripped apart ,when he listened "dard ho raha hai " . She was in pain , and only because of him . This fact was killing . He wished he nust have believed Zoya . He must have accompanied her today .

"Mr Kh..khan"
Zoya's sweet voice brought him back to the earth .
He holded her tightly and very close to his body , so that his walking doesn't hurts her .

Asad started walking once again , but this time slowly so that it doesn't causes her more pain .

"Mr khan . Ta...Tanveer ne yeh hamla karwaya..."

Once Asad stopped after listening to her , but again started walking .

"M...main jaanti hoon a...aap mera vishwaas nahi karenge par maine apne kaano se suna . Unloge ne tanveer k...ko phone karne ke baad mujhe goli maari ." Said Zoya in a very slow tone .

The words "aap mera vishwaas nahi karenge" once again ripped his herat . Those words acted as daggers on his heart . He never believed her , and this was the result of his mistrust on Zoya .
He didn't stoped walking . He didn't wanted to talk about that murderer at that instant . He knew that if he talked about her , either he would lose his temper or he would be broken due to guilt . And at that time , he didn't wanted either of the cases to come true . He just wanted to reach hospital .

Zoya met with silence . She thought Asad was again doubting her .
"Mera paas saboot nahi hain , par main jhoot nahi bol rahi hoon ."

"Main jaantaa hoon . Mujhe aap par poora bharosa hain . Aur ab aap chup rahengi ."
"Par"
"Agar aapko meri thhodi bhi parwaah hain toh ab aap shaant rahengi ."

Rest of the way they were silent . As soon as Asad reached the street , he carefully placed Zoya at the back seat . By allah's meharbaani , he found one of his employees there , and asked him to help .

Asad's employee drived the car while Asad was sitting at the back seat wiyh Zoya in his arms .

He saw that Zoya eyes were closing . She was again becoming unconscious .
Asad yelled "DRIVE FAST".

"Zoya . Apni aakhein band maat honey do . Please jagi raho . "

Zoya opened her eyes and spoke
"Mr Khan , a...a.aap naa toh mujhe...baat karne de rahe hain , naa sone de rahe h...hain ".
"Aap bol sakti hai but please zyaada mat bolieyega "
"Thank you " said Zoya and tried to give him a big dimpled smile .

Asad saw that Zoya had already lost her more than half blood and blood was still not stoping .
He pulled out his handkerchief . And Zoya's earring fell from Asad's pocket on the seat .
( As Asad wasn't talking to Zoya in the morning , so he had kept her earring in his pocket . He had thought that in the name of returning her earring , he would again start talking to her . But he forgot to return it during breakfast .)

Zoya saw her earring fall from Asad's pocket .
Asad put the handkerchief on her stomach , on the bullet shot , as blood was continously oozing out , and he pressed it so that the blood stops . Zoya screamed
"Aaahhh"
"Dheere Mr Khan " she shouted .
Asad immediately stoped pressing the wound .

Asad looked in Zoya's eyes . The pain clearly visible in her eyes . It was unbearable fo Asad to see such pain in her eyes . He was on the verge of breaking down .

Tears continuosly flowed from his eyes .
"I am sorry . I am sorry Zoya . Sorry for everything . Main tumhe kuchh nahi honey dunga . Kuchh bhi nahi . Tum mujhey jo bhi sazaa dogi mujhe manzoor hoga , par tum mujhe chhad ke kahi nahi jaaogi . Samjhi . Do din mein humaara nikaah hai . "

Zoya saw Asad crying like a child . She had never seen him so helpless , not even the day his ammi had slapped him . She couldn't stand the sight of Asad in such a condition .

"Haww... Mr Khan , a...aap toh ladkiyon ke jaise rotey hain . Waisey aap rotey waqt bhi bare cute lagtey hain . Mr. Chor Ahmed Khan "

Asad was confused at her comment .
"Chor ???"
"Tab kya nahi toh . Aap m..meri earring chura k...ke apne paas rakhey huye thhey . Agar itna hi r...romantic aur f...filmy hona thha toh bataa dete , main a...aapko apni ek paayal de deti . Woh jyaada romantic lagta . " Once again Zoya tried to give him a big dimpled smile .

Asad also smiled at her comment .
But may be allah didn't liked to see him smile . Asad's body went stiff as he noticed that Zoya was not able to breath . Her breath was very erratic and uneven .
"DRIVE FAST ..."

"Kya hua Zoya ? "
Zoya stared in his eyes . She knew that he loved him . But she didn't knew if she had time to wait for his confession . She decided to pour her heart out .

"A..a...asad , mujhey aapko ek aakhri baat bataani hai ."said Zoya looking inhis eyes .
Asad couldn't bear the word 'aakhri' from her mouth .

"Shut up Zoya . Koi aakhri baat nahi kehni hai aapko , aapke thhik honey ke baad hum bahut saari baatein karenge . Abhi aap shaant ho jaaiyen."

"Yeh baat aapko bataaye bina main chain se mar.."

"Shut up . Just shut up Zoya . Khabardaar jo aainda se aisi behuda baatein ki toh ." Asad yelled at her .
He had not thought to shout at her , but her rubbish talks had forced him to shout .

After one minute of silence , Zoya broke the silence .
"Main aapse beintehaan mohabbat karti hoon . I love you Asad . I l...love u"
And zoya's eyes closed .

"I love you , Asad . I...I love you " said Zoya .

Asad heard the three magical words escape Zoya's lips . For a moment he was transferred to other land. He forgot everything , his surrounding , his pain , his fear to lose Zoya . He was on the seventh sky . He wanted to shout at the peak of his voice that his voice that he loved Zoya and Zoya loved him .

But the very next mement he was thrown on the ground from his wonderland . He saw Zoya closing his eyes. Asad's heart stopped beating for the second time in the same day . He was finding difficulty in breathing . But once again Asad gathered himself . He couldn't break at this critical point . He was determined that he will get back his Zoya .

"DRIVE TH DAM CAR FAST" he yelled.

Asad checked Zoya's breath . She was breathing , but it was very erratic and uneven , as if they would end at any moment .

"I love you Zoya . I really ,really love you . Main aapko apni jaan se zyaada chaahta hoon . Yahi sunna chaahti thhi naa aap , lijiye maine keh diya . Ab toh uthh jaaiye " Asad said softly .

There was no response from Zoya .

"GET UP DAMMIT. "he shouted and hugged Zoya with all his power . He crushed her body unde his with great force as if there was no tommorow . And obviously there was no tomorrow for him without Zoya.

After few minutes , which appeard like ages , finally Asad sighted the hospital . The car stopped in front of hospital . Asad broke the hug , and opened the door . He carefully picked up Zoya in his arms , and movwd out . He ran inside the hospital , commanding his employee to inform his family about Zoya .

Asad ran inside the hospital
He shouted "DOCTOR"
There came some doctors after hearing his yell . There was an empty stretcher . Asad immediately laid down Zoya on it . Doctors started taking her towards the operation theatre .
One of the doctors said "its a police case , u have to first inform police "
Asad gave him one of his angry looks , and the doctor immediately shut his mouth . When the doctors were taking Zoya inside OT , they told Asad to remain outside . The stretcher stopped suddenly as Zoya was holding Asad's shirt tightly . Asad slowly freed his shirt of her tight grip . He kissed on his forehead and wishpered in her years "tum bilkul thhik ho jaaogi ." And after that she was taken inside and the doors shut .

Asad walked aimlessly before the OT . His knees were no longer able to carry his burden . He collapsed on one of the chairs . He rested his heah on the head on the wall behind .

He closed his eyes . Incidents from his past life started painting themself before his eyelids . He remembered the numerous times he accused her for something which wasn't her fault . He remembered how many times he scolded her for Tanveer . A pang of remorse and guilt hit his heart.

"Allah usse bacha lijiye. Meri jaan leni ho toh le lijiye , par uski nahi . Main jaanta hoon maine bahut galtiyaan ki hai , par mujhe aisi sazaa mat dijiye . Allah aapne aaj tak Zoya ke saath bahut galat kiya hai , par ab nahi . Unkey paas unka parivaar nahi hai . Unhey pyaar bhi hua toh aisey insaan se jo patthar dil hai , jo pyaar toh dur unpe bharosa tak nahi kar paaya . Jo unhey woh teen lafz tak nahi keh paaya , jo woh sunna chaahti thhi . " asad was praying in his heart when he heard his ammi voice .

"Asad , Zoya kaisi hain?" Asked his ammi full in tears .
"Asad , meri bacchi kaisi hain ?"said Zoya's aapi .
"Bhaijaan Zoya theek toh hai naa ?"asked Nazma .
The three ladies bombarded him with questions and he couldn't answer any .

And then he saw the devil arrive , with fake concern on her face . Asad stepped towards her .
"Jammy , Zoya kaisi hai ?" Asked Tanveer .
Asad came and stood in front of Tanveer .
"Jammy Zoya ko kya hua . Woh phur se kisi musibat mein pad gai ?" Said Tanveer .

Asad caught Tanveer's neck with both of his hands . He dragged her towards the wall and pinned her to the wall .

"Apni gandi Zubaan se Zoya ka paak naam dobara mat lena , warna main tumhari zubaan kheech lunga"
Asad said pressing her neck .

Tanveer tried to free herself from his grip .
"Par Jammy , humne kya..."
"Apni achhai ka naatak kahi aur karna. I swear agar Zoya ko kuchh bhi hua toh MAIN TUMHEY JINDA NAHI CHHODUNGA " shouted Asad .

"Asad chhodo ussey . Yeh tumhey kya ho gaya hai ."
"Bhaijaan yeh aap kya kar rahe hai "
He heard his ammi and sister shouting . They were trying to pull him back as tanveer was unable to breath .

Asad loosened his grip on her hand .
"Tumhe maar ke main apne haath gandey nahi karnaa chaahta . Main police bila raha hoon ."
Asad took out his phone and started to make a call .
"Jammy , aap aisa nahi kar saktey humne kuchh nahi kiya hai . Aapko koi galatfahmi hui hai . Hum jaantey hai uss kambakhat Zoya ne aapko humaare khilaaf kiya hai " said tanveer . And the next moment she fell on the floor with a burning sensation on her left cheek . And her lens had fallen.

Everybody was shocked .

Asad was standing with blood shot eyes in front of her . "Meri Zoya ka naam apne muh se mat lo "

Asad saw the evil rising in Tanveer's eyes . He wanted to know the full truth so he said .

"Main police ko phone nahi karunga . Par tum mujhe saari aliyat bataao , tumne aaj tak kya kya kiya hai . Zoya ne tumhaara kya bigaada thha , jo tum uski jaan ke pichhe padi thhi ?" Said Asad .

Evil overtook Tanveer . She knew that asad knew everything , and framing any story wouldn't help . So she thought why not tell him the truth . It would save her .

She got up from the floor and gave a evil laugh surprising the three ladies .
She started
"Zoya , zoya ne humaara kuchh nahi bigaada thha . Uski itani aukat hi nahi thhi ki woh humaara kuchh kar paati . Humaari usse koi dushmani nahi thhi . Yeh sab toh humne aapke liye kiya Jammy . Humey aapse nikaah karna thha . Hume apne bachhe ko pita ka naam dena thha .Humey aapki daulat aur shauharat chahiye thhi . Aur sirf isiliye humney aisa kiya ."
She let out a loud evil laugh .

She continued " hum jab aapke ghar mein aaye , humney bahut koshish ki usse ghar se bahar karney ki . Humney unki lagai hui gas leak kar di , jaan boojhkar unse peanuts ka khana banwaya . Har mumkin koshish ki , ki aap ussey ghar se nikaal de .par aap , aap toh har baar sirf ussey daat ke chhod dete. Maine Mr Bhatawdekar ko bhi kitani baar Zoya ki informations di . Humeira ke mithhaai mein zeher milaya . Aur humara plan kaam bhi kar gaya . Lekin phir aapne Zoya ko rok liya . Phir humaari pyaari khala ne humaari musibat aur badhaa di . Unhoney aapka nikaah , uss kambakhat se tay kar diya . Humne usse maarne ke liye kya nahi kiya , par woh phir bhi bach gai . Uske bathtub mein live wire dala , usse chaaku se maarne ki koshish ki , uske upar jhoomar girwaya , par har baar woh bach gai . Par iss baar , iss baar woh nahi bachegi . " completed Tanu .

She again felt a burning sensation on her left cheek . Dilshaad had hit her .
"Mujhe vishwaas nahi ho raha hai ki tum aisi ho"

And there came police . Tanveer saw the police and shouted
"Yeh aapne thhik nahi kiya Jammy . Aapney humsey jhoot kaha"

Asad looked at her and said "allah mujhey iss chhotey se jhoot ke liye zaroor maaf kar denge ."

Tanveer was handcuffed and dragged . When she was taken away she shouted
"Aap humey toh sazaa dilwa denge , par khud ko kaise maaf karenge . Aapne kabhi uska bharosa nahi kiya . Galti aapki bhi thhi . Smjhey aap ..." her voice faded as she was taken away .


Asad's jaws clenched and his hands turned into fist . A pang of guilty and remorse ,once again striked his heart .Tanveer was right . He was equally responsible for Zoya's condition . His trance was broken when he heard the opeartion theatre opening .

"How is she doctor?"asked Asad .
Doctor saw the four pair of eyes waiting for good news ; but he had none .
"Woh ab khatrey se baahar hai , par .."
"Par kya doctor ?"asked Asad
"Sorry humne poori koshish ki par woh ... she is in coma "

**flashback ends **

Asad was looking at the fragile figure sleeping on the bed . It was his Zoya . Doctors had told him it woyld be easy if Zoya would be at hospital . But Asad being Asad had brought her home . A doctor daily visited to give her injections and check her . All three of them cared for Zoya , more than their life .

It had been 4 years since that fateful day . Daily Asad woke up with a new hope that may be today Zoya will open her eyes .
And daily he slept with his broken hopes . He used to spend hours with her , lauching , talking and what not . He usually avoided crying in front of her , since the doctor had informed that may be she can listen , what's going in her surrounding .

Asad moved towards the bed and sat near the bed .
He spoke " zoya . Mujhey maloom hai ki aaj Sunday hai , aur apney promise ke mutabik , mujhey aaj ghar par rehna hai , but sorry . Bahut important meeting hai , isiliye mujhey jaana padega . Main jaldi aaney ki koshish karunga ."
Asad waited for some time , staring her ; craving for her reply . But like ways there came no reply ...

Nazma and Dilshaad served the breakfast . All three of them had their breakfast . Breakfast was done very silently .

After all three of them had eaten , Dilshad broke the silence .
"Asad , aaj mujhey aur Nazma ko asif bhaijaan ke bete ke walima mein jaana hai . "
Asad looked up at his ammi .
Dilshad continued "jaanti hoon Asad ki tum kya kehna chaahtey ho . Maine manaa karney ki bahut koshish ki par woh nahi maaney . Mujhey aur Nazma ko jaana hi padega ."

Asad didn't liked this idea . Only the thought that he and Zoya would be alone in the house , was sending shivers down his spine . Asad didn't trusted himself around Zoya . He dreaded that if he hurts Zoya then .

Since last 4 years , Asad had a great fear rooted deep in his heart . He always feared that if again he did something wrong and hurt her . He knew that he would rather die than hurting Zoya . But still even 4 years back , he hadn't done anything intentionally . But then to he had hurt Zoya . He feared that again one of his mistakes , would snatch her away from him .

Dilshad saw his son lost in his thoughts , and spoke. "Asad jab main aur Nazma rehte hai , tab bhi toh Zoya ka khayaal tumhi rakhtey ho . Tum hi toh uskey paas raat raat bhar baithey rehto ho . Toh aaj kya problem hai ."

"Woh baat alag hai ammi . Aap aur tamatar aas paas toh rehtey ho na . " replied Asad .

Dilshad very well knew her son's fear. She knew that he feared of being alone with Zoya . But she wanted to remove that fear from his heart .
"Asad , main aur Nazma jaa rahey hai , aur yeh final hai ."

Dilshaad saw Asad's face . The fear was clearly visible . She added " Raat ko Imraan bhai ki beti Noor aaa jaayegi . Par tum bhi meeting se jaldi aa jaana . "




Asad relaxed on hearing this . He got up from the chair and said " Main jaldi aa jaaunga " and headed towards the door .


It was 7:30 pm when Asad entered his house . He saw his ammi and nazma ready to leave .

Dilshad saw him and said . "Hum nikaltey hai Asad . Noor ko aatey aatey late ho jaayegi . Apna aur Zoya ka khayaal rakhna . "
With those words Dilshad and Nazma left the house , leaving Zoya and Asad alone in the house .

Asad saw his ammi and Nazma leaving . He and Zoya were alone in the house . Asad kept his bag on the sofa and headed towards Zoya's room . He saw her and said "Main 5 minute mein fresh ho ke aata hoon ." . And he left the room .

After exactlly 10 minutes he returned to the room . He was in his iconic white kurta pajama . He came and sat near Zoya on a chair close to her bed . He saw her beautiful face , and admired it mentally . Inspite of so many cuts and stitches , she still looked beautiful . She looked so innocent and pure while sleeeping . Asad saw a hair lock playing on her face . He had a great urge to tug it behind her ears , but he didn't .

Since last 4 years , he hadn't touched her . He felt that he didn't deserve to touch this beauty . When also he moved ahead to touch her , all the memories when he shouted on her , when she cried because of him ,returned to him . And he would dismiss the idea . He felt that may be Zoya would be angry on him , and wouldn't like his touch . He didn't wanted to touch her without her permission .
Many times he had urge to kiss her rosy lips . He had heard that in fairy tales , when the prince kisses the princess , she wakes up from her eternal sleep . But no , life wasn't a fairy tale . And if even it was , then he wasn't her prince charming . Infact he felt like the devil , because of whom she was in this condition .


Asad broke his chain of thoughts and looked at her , and he said .
"Sorry , mujhey aaney mein 5 minute late ho gaya . But no problem , aap kaun si prime minister hai , ki 5 minute waste nahi kar sakti hai ." Asad gave a fake smile at his own poor joke .
"Jaanta hoon bahut bura joke thha , but kya karoon , iss field mein main aapse zyaada talented nahi hoon ."

Asad waited for a minute , giving her time to reply . But like always no reply came .

"Aapko pata hai , aaj aapkey chaltey , mera kitna bada loss honey waala thha . Main Sunday ko aapsey kiya hua promise tod kar office chalaa toh gaya . Par mera mann hi nahi lag raha thha . Darr lag raha thha ki aap gussa naa ho jaaye . Meri presentation itani kharaab hui , ki woh foreign delegates toh mujhey contract detey hi nahi. But guess what ? "
Asad again waited for 2 seconds and then continued .
"Un forein delegates mein ek Aliena thhi . Sirf uskey chaltey mujhey contract mil gaya . Aleina yaad toh hai naa aapko ."
"Ofcourse yaad hogi . Wahi jissey aap mera nikaah karaney ki planning kar rahi thhi . " said Asad .

Asad continued his chit chat about office and work for another hour . Finallly when he was completed , he decided something. He decided to sing a song for her .

He got up and brought his guitar and said , "Zoya , u are too lucky main aapkey liye gaaney jaa raha hoon . So kaun sa gaana sunna pasand karengi aap ."

Asad remembered something from his past .

**flashback**
Eveyone were sitting on the dinning table , when Zoya entered the hall . She was singing any random song.
She sat on her chair and continued her singing . She stuffed a bread in her mouth still singing .

Asad looked up from his plate , and gave her a weird look .

Zoya saw it and gulped down all the food in her mouth in one go .
Asad's frown got deeper .

"What ?" Said Zoya irritated at his look.

"What , what ?" Asked Asad .




"Aap mujhey aisey kyun ghoor rahey hai , jaisey ki main alien hoon ."said Zoya .

"Aap alien hi hai Ms Farooqui . Kisi bhi normal insaan ko aap alien hi lagengi ." Replied Asad .

"Allah miyan , ab mainey kya kiya Mr Khan " said a frustrared Zoya .

"You have no manners Ms Farooqui . Khatey waqt gaaya nahi jaata "

" haan toh gaana main gaa rahi hoon . Issey aapko kya problem . And kya khaatey waqt gaana suna bhi nahi jaata , ki aap itna chilla rahey . And by the way , agar aapko mere gaaney se itni hi problem hai , toh apney kaan band kyun nahi kar letey hai aap ." Yelled Zoya .

"Pehli baat main chilla nahi raha hoon . Chilla aap rahi hai . Aur dusri baat , agar koi apney kaano ko band bhi kar le , phir bhi aapka besura gaana uskey kaano tak pahuch hi jaayega ."said Asad calmly .

"Main besura gaati hoon ,aurr aap ? Kawey se bhi karwi boli lagti hai aapki . Kisi din gaayenge toh pata chala ki duniya mein toofaan hi aa jaayega "

"Mujhey aapsey baat karney mein koi interest nahi hai . "

"Main bhi koi mari nahi jaa rahi hoon aapsey baat karney ke liye ."

"Aap ..." asad was silenced by his ammi's voice .

"Chup karo tum dono . Jab dekho bachon ki tarah ladney lagtey ho ." Said Dilshaad .

Asad and Zoya stared each other like a cat stares at the mouse . But the difference was that here both were cat .

Asad and Zoya started eating .

Nazma tried to change the topic .
"Zoya aap achha gaati hai ."

"Thanks tamaatar . But kuchh logon ko asli talent ki pehchaan nahi hoti hai ." Said Zoya, staring towards Asad .

"Pataa hai tamaatar , I wish ki jab main gussa ho jaau , toh mera future hubby mujhey gaana gaa ke manaaye ."said Zoya .

"Crazy girls and their crazy dreams ." Murmured Asad yo himself .

"Suna mainey "said Zoya listening to his comment .

"Sunaney ke liye hi kaha thha ." Said Asad .

"Whatever " . Said Zoya and left the table .

**flashback ends**

"Aaj main aapko manaane ke liye gaana gaaney jaa raha hoon Zoya ."

Asad thought for a moment that which song should he sing and finally decided the song .


*Dard mein bhi yeh lab muskura jaatey hai *
*Beetein lamhey humey jab bhi yaad aatey hai .*
*Dard mein bhi yeh lab muskura jaatey hai *
*Beetein lamhey humey jab bhi yaad aatey hai .*

*Beetein lamhey...*

Asad remembered the numerous times when she fell in his arms . Asad remembered their numerous fights on the breakfast table . His lips curved to form a smile while remembering the past incidents .


*Chand lamhaat ke vaastey hi sahi ,Muskura ke mili thhi mujhey zindagi*
*Chand lamhaat ke vaastey hi sahi ,Muskura ke mili thhi mujhey zindagi*
*Teri aagosh mein din thhey merey katein ,Teri baahon mein thhi meri raatein katti*
*Aaj bhi jab woh pal mujhko yaad aatein hai ,Dil se saare gamon ko bhula jaatein hai .*
*Dard mein bhi yeh lab muskura jaatey hai *
*Beetein lamhey humey jab bhi yaad aatey hai .*

*Beetein lamhey...*


Asad remembered the day at Mangalpur when they were handcuffed . He remembered the night when they had eaten bhaang ; that night they had slept in each others arms . Those were the few days in his life when he had learned to smile .


*Mere kaandhein pe sir ko jhukana tera ,Mere seeney mein khud ko chhupaana tera *
*Mere kaandhein pe sir ko jhukana tera ,Mere seeney mein khud ko chhupaana tera *
*Aakey meri panaaho mein shaamon seher,kaanch ki tarah woh tut jaana tera *
*Aaj bhi jab woh manzar nazar aatey hai , Dil ki viraaniyon ko mita jaate hai *
*Dard mein bhi yeh lab muskura jaatey hai *
*Beetein lamhey humey jab bhi yaad aatey hai .*

*Beetein lamhey...*
*Beetein lamhey...*

Asad remembered the way Zoya had rested her head on his shoulders under the influence of bhaang . He remembered the way Zoya had thrown herself in his arms , on the day she had seen her abbu's photo . She had really really trusted him , but he never ever trusted her .


Those days were the most beautiful days of his life . He could give his thousands of years , in return of those few days .


A lone tear escaped his eyes on remembering those days again . He raised his right hand thumb to wipe away the tear , while his left hand fumbled on table to find a glass of water. His eyes were busy admiring Zoya's beautiful face . While searching for water , Asad's hand hit the jug and it fell down .

The water spilled everywhere and especially on Zoya . Her right side was drenched in water . Asad quickly took out his handkerchief,and took hold of Zoya's right hand .As soon as he touched her hands , a shiver ran down his spine . Oh god , he had touched her after 4 years , full 4 years . He had broken his own promise of not touching the sleeping beauty , with his filthy hands . For once Asad withdrew his hands , but suddenly he realised that Zoya's health was more important then his any damn promise .

Asad wiped Zoya's hands with his handkerchief . He rolled up her gown sleeves , and wiped her hands further . On further rolling up her sleeves , he could see Zoya's burn marks . He remembered , that after Zoya was shifted to home from the hospital , Dilshad had once told him about Zoya's burn marks ,after making her change along with the nurse . This piece of information didn't do anything apart from adding one more cause for Asad's guilt . He got one more reason to curse himself . He hated himself for shouting at her at their sangeet day , just because of that bi*ch . As far as the scars were concerned , then Asad couldn't bother less . If the scars were part of Zoya , then they would be as beautiful as her .

Asad wiped Zoya's scars with soft hands . He wiped her scars with such care , as if they were the most fragile thing in the world . Asad bent down involuntary and gave a quick kiss at her scars .

Asad finally started wiping of water from Zoya's face .
Asad wiped Zoya's cheeks slowly with his hands . He caressed her cheeks softly and wiped away water , using his thumb .
There were water droplets on her lips . Asad started cleaning her lips using his thumb . He slowly wiped away water from her lower lips . His hands were shivering in this process . He felt as if Zoya's lips were trembling .

Asad had a sudden urge to kiss her rosy lips .asad scolded himself for having such kind of thought . But the urge to kiss her was greater tha

n his resolve . He cupped her face using both his hands , and his face started tilting over her face involuntary .

Asad's lips reached near Zoya's lips . He could feel Zoya's gentle breath mingling with his breath . Asad's lips were just going th taste Zoya's soft lips,when he changed his mind . He moved a little upwards and kissed her forehead .
No, he couldn't steal her first kiss , while she was sleeping. He didn't knew when he would get the chance to kiss her , but he couldn't kiss her without her being conscious .

Asad sat back on his seat . Her touch had once again freshened all the wounds of these years . All his desires to hold her , love her once again came to him . This wounds , desires , guilt was always there in his heart . But he had tried not to show it to the world , not to Zoya . But today he wanted to cry his heart out . He wanted Allah to melt and return his Zoya back .

Tears made their way down his face . He placed both his hands on Zoya's hands and rested his head on her hand . His tears wettened her already wet hands .he cried and pleaded to her " Waapas aa jao Zoya . Main tumhaarey bine nahi ji sakta ."

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Today full day I could hear much noises of Phupi and Nazma. I feel they have to go somewhere as they were talking about Walima and gifts .

I heard some footsteps approaching my room . Since , I don't know how many years , but I have became addicted to these footsteps .
I don't have to see his face to tell that who is he . Ofcourse , he is my Mr Khan .

Mr Khan entered my room . He told me that he would fresh up and come back to me ; and he left the room .

I don't know since how long am I in this condition . Everything is black . I can't see anything , I can't move my body as per my wish . But yes I can feel , I can hear them talking .

I am proud of my family . Yes my family , phupi , tamaatar and Mr Khan . From such a long time , they have taken my care . They have never left me alone . I can always feel that one or the other is always near me , and especially Mr Khan . He spends so so so much time with me . I really wonder that how his such big compapy is still well off . Sometimes I feel that maybe , he has stopped going to work . But no he talks so much about his work , means he obviously goes to work . Allah miya , he talks so much about his work , that now I feel that I myself work in that office . I know eveything about his employees , deals and what not . I don't know how he speaks so much non stop . He wasn't the one to talk so much . Whatever , but the truth is I love this Mr Khan , and also the old Akdu Ahmed Khan .

This mr khan is too good . He never scolds me and always talks sweetly to me . I dont know ,how he manages to be this good . But I can hear in his voice that he is upset . I wish I could do anything .
I wish I can get my old Mr Khan back , who was not sad . He used to scold me , but was not in this much pain . Hearing his scoldings was far better than hearing his silent sobs .

I heard the foot steps once again approaching my room . Mr Khan came and sat beside me . He was quiet for a very long time . May be he too is thinking something like I am .

Mr Khan broke the silence by saying a poor joke . Seriously , a humerous Mr Khan is too bad idea . I felt as if Mr Khan heard ny thoughts . He himself admitted that the joke was too bad .

Mr Khan kept quiet for few seconds . He always takes long pauses after saying anything . I think he wishes that I reply him . But why does he waits for my reply , when he knows that I can't.

After that Mr Khan started talking about his work . He blamed me , that I was the reason for his spoiled meeting . Seriously somethings can never change . Like , Mr Khan blaming me . He talked lots and lots more about his work .

Finally , I heard him say that he was going to sing song for me . Seriously I heard him saying this . I couldn't believe it .

After a long pause , he started singing one of my favourite songs . Allah miyaan , he sings so good . He could have chosen to become a singer instead of architect .
Finally Mr Khan finished the song . He was silent for very long time . Suddenly I felt my right body part go numb . It was after some time , I realised that may be water had fallen on me .

I felt a warm sensation on my hand for a second . What was that ? It was a warm alien touch . Oh yes it was Mr Khan's touch . Seriously ,he was touching me . I don't know why, but he never touches me . I feel phuphi's kiss on my forehead , nazma's tight grip on my hand ; but Mr Khan , he never ever touches me .

I could feel that he rolled up me sleeves and wiped my hands . Shit he was rolling the sleeves further . He would see my scars . And then I could feel the scars exposed . I expected him to withdraw his hands . But never did it came . He wiped my scars too gently .and then I felt hard yet soft lips touch my scars . Mr khan kissed my scars . I wish I could hug him , kiss him ,love him . I tried to get up , fight with this darkness , but was not successful .

Mr khan wiped away water from my face. I could feel as if my lips were trembling , under his touch . After few seconds I could feel some warm breath collide with my breath . What was it ? Was Mr Khan so much close to me ? Was he going to kiss me ?

I felt his lips touch me forhead . Mr khan had kissed me for the fir
I felt his lips touch my forhead . Mr khan had kissed me for the first time .I could see a faint light in the darkness after Mr Khan's kiss . Slowly , that faint light grew more and more . I could feel that the darkness was getting lost . And finally my sub conscious mind slept

Zoya opened her eyes slowly . Initially she felt like an alien . She saw her surrounding and tried to comprehend , where was she . After some time she realized , she was in her room ,in Mr Khan's home . She could hear some soft sobs coming from right . Zoya turned her face to look at the source of the sound . She saw a man was sitting on the side chair . She couldn't see his face as , he had covered his face with his palms . Soft sobs were escaping his mouth .
She heard him say
"Please Zoya utth jao , waapas aa jao please ."

After some time Zoya realised that it was Asad . She tried to get up .

Asad was crying while his face was covered in his palms . He was interrupted as he felt , something moving . Asad looked at Zoya, and was surprised to see her eyes open . She was trying to get up and sit . Asad couldn't believe his ears . Was he again , imagining it . Was it truth ?

No words can describe , what Asad felt at that time . Zoya was trying to get up , but was not successful due to weakness . Zoya lost her balance , and she was gonna hit the bed , when a strong pair of arms pulled her ; and she was taken into a bone crashing hug .

Asad hugged Zoya with all his power , as if his life depended on it . Zoya too tried to reciprocate the hug , but was unable to hug him . Asad and Zoya stayed in the same position , for god knows how long .




Zoya saw a girl standing on the door . She couldn't identify the girl . "Who is she ? I have never seen her before . Is she a nurse ? No . She is wearing an expensive churidaar suit . Is she Mr Khan's wif..?
No...no this can't be true ." Shouted Zoya's brain

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Consequences Of Bhang Consumption! ASYA FS

PART 1




"Mizz .. Umm Zoya . Look here . Please stop crying , please . Zooyaa ." Said Asad trying to calm a very hysterical Zoya down .






FLASHBACK ************************

He went staright to her , caught her and ran his fingers through her back .. Zoya turned around , laughed and said "hahahah.. Haww Mr. Khan , aap toh bade batameez nikle , hahaha , but don't you talk about tehzeeb always " laughed some more . "Lekinn mere paas har kyun ka jawaab hai , Mr. Khan !!" Zoya said smiling away .

"acha toh fir meko yeh bataeye ... AGAR AAP ITNI BATAMEEZ HAI , TOH MUJHE AAP ITNI ACHI KYUN LAGTI HAI ? * mitwaaa , ishq pe zor nahii .. mitwaaa * SERIOUSLY MIZZ FAROOQUI MAINE AAPSE WEIRD LADKI KABHI NAHI DEKHI ." they laughed , he continued , " TOH FIR AAP MEIN ITNI KASHHISH KYUN HAI ? *MITWAAA* Zoya just stared lookingg dazed this time , "JAB AAP MUJHE ITNI NA PASAND HAI , TOH MERE KHWAABON PE AAPKE SAAYEIN KYUN HAI ? KYUN MERE TANHAYEON MEIN KHALAL DAALTI HAI AAP ?! KYUN MERE ANDHERON MEIN ROSHNI BANKE AATI HAI AAP ?!!" They just stared at each other , while Asad kept up with his confession , looking into each others eyes . And then Zoya laughed again , while Asad just stared , mezmerised .


"Mr. Khan iska jawaab bahut simple hai ..yeh sab isliye , kyyunki aap mujhe pasand karte hain." said Zoya excitedly . Asad laughed again . "Aur Ek baat batou MAIN BHI AAPKO BAHUT PASAND KARTI HOON .!!!!" Asad hi-fived Zoya . Before Zoya knew it , she was in Asad's arms , into the house , in a room , on the bed ...


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Asad came out of his reverie , when he felt fresh hot tears on his naked body . Asad knew now, it was him , who had acted in the heat of the moment. He remembered all of last night. And now was the time to make amends , fix the mess . He looked at Zoya , who was crying still, in his arms . Well, he did like the feel of Zoya in his arms. Just not crying . That killed him. He gently pulled her out of his arms and cupped her face into his palms and said " MARRY ME, MISS ZOYA FAROOQUI !!!"

PART 2




Zoya couldn't believe her life had changed so drastically over a night and how. The change wasn't even a good one . She was dying of self loathe .What had she done?!! How would she face Aapi , Jiju and Phupi and Asaa.. , nah Mr. Khan mostly . How ? When she didn't even have the courage to meet her own eyes in the mirror . Just please make this a nightmare , Allah Miya . Please . How she detested herself ,right now .