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Kahaniya

@Kahaniya

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Posted: 10 years ago

I AM IN A MOOD TO WRITE THIS STORY FOR MYSELF. NO. PLEASE THIS IS NOT RUDE MY DEARS. ITS JUST I WANT TO STORE THIS STORY IN MY MEMORY.
ALLOW ME TO UPDATE THIS ONE ONLY FOR MYSELF.
LOVE YOU ALL.
KAHANI 😳

Edited by Kahaniya - 10 years ago

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Posted: 10 years ago

Edited. Seemed kinda offensive.

I can't remove this emoticon though -> 🤣. I don't know why. 😕

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Kahaniya

@Kahaniya

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Posted: 10 years ago

CHAPTER 1

she is sitting on the ground, letting her white kameez get stained by the mud around her. Her beautiful long hairs are open for wind to blow them where they want. Her face is buried in between her knees which she has folded on up touching her stomach. Her arms are circled around her legs as if they are in defence of everything to let her touch her.
The green grass surrounding her at the feet are watching her body getting tensed with every passing second. The open sky which has always welcomed her with open arms is now quiet. The birds with which she sang songs are numb. The clouds are now hiding their face above her. The whole universe that had taught her to dream is now leaving her alone with their head lows. she breaks the barrier of her protective arm and leans up to wipe the tears which now have started to turn dry. She opens her mouth to breathe and cries in open without any shame. the rings on her finger sparkles ten times more in than the bright sun. Her dark black kohl eyes started to swell making her eyes almost appear into thin line. She looks here and there and then again wipes the tears that are touching her cheeks now.
The beautiful winds are trying to console her meanwhile her phone rang. She immediately brings her fingers below her face and catches few slipping tears. She inhales a deep breath and takes her phone out. Her eyes meet the face and the number on screen. It's her younger sister, humaira.
She brings her thumb over the green button and takes the call.
"Hello."
She shuts her eyes tight already knowing what news this call is going to bring.
"Hell-llo." Her lips quivered with anticipating in pain; somewhere in the corner of her heart she still hopes that her dadi is fine.
"baji, please come home. " humaira on the other end is trying to be strong , she holds the table with one hand to gain support. The back ground behind her is completely with chaos of people who are either crying or are servant who are talking about the person who left them.
"She..." she inhales deep trying her best to not cry over phone.
"She... is no...more right?" the girl finally said it to humaira. And like the words have broken all the little courage left in the poor girl she cried openly getting her hand over her mouth.
Humaira nods her head in yes few times, but couldn't reply her in words.
She understood the silence which humaira gave her. And she brought her phone down and disconnected the red button without seeing it. She threw it on mud and brought her both hands on her face crying into them. "dadi!!!" and the sky cried with her, showering her all the pain he felt in from of tears, the love she had, washed away, the belief she got washed away...leaving her complete numb as if she is some mannequin.

In the house a body of the woman is draped in the white clothe. People are waiting for someone, their eyes are at door. Humaira gets on the door, with the help of her wheel chair. She has a phone in her hand which she is checking again and again. The rain is pouring like there is n tomorrow. Relatives who know them have come to meet her dadi for the last time. They are talking with humaira building up courage and are giving her condolence in this critical situation.
Humaira is not concerned about their presence she is only worried about her elder sister who has still not come.
"beta, zoya kaha hai? ab tak to use yaha hna chahiye tha. Wo ab tak nahi aai?" a aunt she knows is from far relatives asks humaira in concerned. And soon the people started to make talks about her zoya's irresponsibility.
The winds knocks on door and the curtain flows in air indicating the climate is soon going to turn worse. A person around her asks humaira to start the rituals soon as the climate is bad and they may face problems later when they reach kabaristan/ crematory. Humaira request them to wait for a while till zoya comes but then on considering everyone views same on the situation she agrees to let dadi get taken and the rituals to begun. Just as the body face is covered with the cloth and people are ready to take her away. The loud footstep echoes in the entrance. Everybody turns the attention to the door. The footstep only gets louder and louder and soon a blur image appears before them. Humaira blinks her eyes to clear the vision. Her face breaks in to pain seeing her sister before her. zoya is covered completely in mud , she is completely drained in rain and water id dripping from her clothes and hair making a small pool of water below her feet. She is shivering in cold, her one hand has clutched her own duppata tight and her other handis holding a bouquet which has few random flower and is tied with a long leaves of the tree.
Humaira pushes the wheel of her chair and comes to zoya. Zoya is panting out of breath. Humaira holds her hand light from beneath her palm and pushes the wheel towads her dadi's sleeping form. She is about to take off the cloth hiding her dadi's face when zoya holds her hand. humaira snaps her eyes at zoya instantly and finds her saying no. zoya keeps on nodding her head in no number of times. Humaira leaves her hand and she still in the broken form keeps the flower she made near her dad's hand and runs away to the room.
Zoya runs to her room, ignoring all the eyes which are judging her for her action. She shuts the door to her room and falls right next to the wooden frame. She brings her knees back to her chest and circles her arm around her leg and cries into them.

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Kahaniya

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Posted: 10 years ago

Originally posted by: FireNIce
???!!!🤣

kind of rude. But then. Its okay 😊

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radadolcevida

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Posted: 10 years ago

beautiful and emotional 😭
however your title suggest a happy story but the start is sad. Hope to see a new ray of hope in zoya's life.
Continue 😃

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Kahaniya

@Kahaniya

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Posted: 10 years ago

Originally posted by: radadolcevida
beautiful and emotional 😭
however your title suggest a happy story but the start is sad. Hope to see a new ray of hope in zoya's life.
Continue 😃

thank you. I am happy you understood me. It means a lot 😳

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Posted: 10 years ago

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Singularity

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Posted: 10 years ago

Originally posted by: Kahaniya
kind of rude. But then. Its okay 😊

OMG you got me completely wrong!!! 😲 I was a little confused by your first post and thought you were just rambling randomly!! Please don't get offended!! 😲

I didn't think my comment would come off as being rude! I would never criticize an attempt at a fanfiction, and that too by a Newbie! 😃

I read the first part! It's beautiful! I loved how you portrayed the angst Zoya is currently feeling! 👏 I'm eagerly waiting for the next update, and Asad's entry! 😳

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Kahaniya

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Posted: 10 years ago

Originally posted by: -ABI-

thankyou 😳

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Kahaniya

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Posted: 10 years ago

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Originally posted by: FireNIce

OMG you got me completely wrong!!!😲I was a little confused by your first post and thought you were just rambling randomly!! Please don't get offended!!😲

I didn't think my comment would come off as being rude! I would never criticize an attempt at a fanfiction, and that too by a Newbie!😃

I read the first part! It's beautiful! I loved how you portrayed the angst Zoya is currently feeling!👏I'm eagerly waiting for the next update, and Asad's entry!😳

hmm..its okay. Really! 😃
And yes thankyou for reading it. I am glad i could pen down my thoughts correctly. Thanks once more.
No hard feelings!
😳