Your comments are fab...just fab ...love you all..
Ok, I dont know how a single line went on to become a full chapter...consider this as an OS...it is a part of the story whatever happened between them ...I always believe the unconscious mind secretly picks words and weaves a story ...this is Aaliyas version ..it is not nice ..infact horrible..and I didnt want to update it ...but I just wanted to share it ...the next update maybe tonight again if I am not that sleepy..
Dedication: To Sakeena ...Zaya Crazy ...
You are a very beautiful writer yourself ..please write ...the shayris and the dept speaks volumes to the thoughts and feelings that are drapped in that heart dear ...open up...I want you to write ..to the most keen reader of my story, a small tribute to you ...
This is tangent writing ...when I am in a weird mood ..sorry for hurting any religious sentiments for me khuda and ishwar are same ..had it been a hindu setting the curse to god would still be same..so please dont feel offended ...
Wont ask you to enjoy ...but once u read close ur eyes and see harshads face ...and prees too
love you all loads
Sim
Chapter 10
Khauff...
Aaliya Ghulam Haider ...mai tumhe talaaq deta hoo...talak talak...talak ...she stood there in a daze as the rain splashed on her face ...the tears vaporized with the rain drops as she stood there ...with a fistful of mud ...he walked away from her
...plunging her world in a darkness ...she wept till her tears had dried ...Mamu ...kyu kiya usne aisa ...kyu ..
the sobs faded with the splatter ...seeping through the soil towards her Mamus grave ...his restless soul ...trying to stop them ...from breaking a relationship that he had fixed ...
Aaliya heard some noise as the rain dimmed its lashes ...the shoveling of mud ...the metal click ...mixing with the stoney noise ...
Sobbing as she turned ...she saw someone close by ...a new tomb was being dug ...the wet dress and her weak legs walked to see if someone can help her ...she called out ...Suniye ...
He turned around ...those eyes that had an innocence ...a repentance ...a need to be held ...to be loved ...
the wet mud painted his bare legs ...it was a disrespect to wear shoes in a grave ...the gravel ...and tiny pebbles ...few of which had embedded in those not so soft soles ...
Legs that shook a bit from the cold ..hands that had never ever dug soil even for a small pod ...the length and breath of the tomb ...she could see only his face ...as the mud levels towered his height ...
Ji Boliye ...he spoke as he wiped his muddy hands on his tired arms ...smudging his shirt a bit ...
Tum yaha ...
Aap kaun ...
Zain tum yaha kya kar rahe ho ...yeh sab ...the pain of seeing him in that place was unbearable ...
Zain kaun hai ...
Tum ho ...aise kyu bol rahe ho ...
Nahi mai zain nahi hu ...
Toh kaun ho tum ...
Naam toh pata nahi ...par ...mujhe log choote nahi hai ...
Kyu, she asked to ponder what those eyes that had an over caste of pain were questioning her ...
Haram hu na ...uske liye ...sab ke liye ...log toh bas yeh naam se pukarte hai mujhe ...Haram ...he was smiling
Khude ke liye aise mat bolo ...
Kaunsa khuda ...
Wahi jisne tumhe ye zindagi di hai ...
Ohh...aap uski baat kar rahi hai ...he laughed ...who waha peeche he pointed out ...
Aaliya turned back...uski waha kabra hai ...maine hi khodi hai ...dafan kar diya usse...jab dekho mere peeche pada tha ...tang aa chukka tha ...toh wahi par daal dya usse ...
Accha ek baat batiye ...she was crying ...
Aap koh kisine bataya nahi ...
Kya ...
Ki mare huae logo se baat nahi karte ...
Kiski maut hui hai ...
Meri ...kabra par khadi ho ...ehsass nahi ho raha hai aapko ...
Kya bakwas kar rahe ho ...
Oh ...ab bhi shayad thodi jaan baaki hai ...woh bhi chali jaayegi ...raund ne aayi ho na ...his eyes blazed with anger ...
Zain ...aise kyu bol rahe ho ...
Ab adat si ho gayi hai ...woh kya hai na nafrat ikhata karte karte ab jubaan se sirf kadvahat hi utarti hai
chaleiye ..jaiye ...mujhe bahut kaam hai ...abhi tak hissab poora nahi hua
kaisa hissab...
aree apne gunaho ka ...wahi toh bhar rah ahu ...kishto mai ...aajkal EMI ka zamana hai na...log tadpate aur sazaa bhi har mahine ...har hafte kiston mai dete hai ...he laughed ...meri jaan bhi kishton mai jaa raha hai..
Zain ...kyu bol rahe ho aise baatein ...
Mehsoos karta hu ...bolta nahi hu ...koi baat hi nahi karta mujhse ...
Aap se ek baat kaho ...agar izazaat ho toh
She stood quiet enhancing the deafness of the graveyard ...
Maine dekha abhi aap ke saath joh hua ...dariye mat ek din lautega who ...
aur haa tab maaf mat karna usse ...khoob tarsana ...jaise mai tarsta hu ...theek hai ...
Aur haa ...kisise boliye mat mujhse baat hui ya dekha ...log pagal samjhenge ...jaise mujhe samjhte hai ...
She stood still as her legs buried in the soil...
Auraton ka andarr aana mana hai ..pata hai na ...phir bji chali aayi ...bahut aziz the na who aapke liye ...reham dil the ...janat mile unhe ..isliye unki kabra nahi chuyi maine ...maila ho jaata ...
She was crying ...bitter tears as his words digged her grave ...
Ek kaam karegi mera ...choti si guzarish hai ...
Kya ...
Usse kehna ..bahut pyaar kart ahu ...intezaar karunga ...yehi hu ...issi jagah ...tadapta hua ...akela ...
Zain ...khuda ke liye chup ho jao...
Ho jaunga ...humesha ke liye ho jaunga ...andhere aur khamoshi se ab toh ek pyaar sa hota jaa raha hai ...aap bahut boti hai ...who bhi mujhse aise hi baat kiya karti thi...ab sirf nafrat karti hai ...
Jaiye na ...akele rooh koh satate nahi hai ....he turned around to continue digging as she turned back...
she wanted to tell him to stop ...as she mustered up her courage ...and turned again ..there was a fresh tomb ...sealed with wet mud ...a living dead man ...
Aaliya screamed as she got up...crying her heart out ...nightmares that haunted her ...she wiped her tears and the got up from the bed ...walking towards the balcony ...shaking
Allah ...kaisa sapna tha ...please hifazzat karna uski ...bahut dard mai hai ...mai bhi hu ...
Par ...aisa manzar kabhi nahi dikhana ...uski kahi hare k baat ...nazar aayi ...kaise samjhao usse ...ab nahi mud sakti peeche ...chut gaya hai who haath ...her sobs faded ...as she saw his face ...
Halki si hasi chaiye ...mujhe tere labo se bas ek maafi chaiye ...
SIM
Pre-cap: Aaliya takes Zain out where 😉
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