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Hello everyone,
This is just a light story ( since the episodes are so dark) about Adiya's encounter in Mussoorie years before the Poosh accident.
Aditya, Pooja and their college gang have come for a fun trip to Mussoorie where Adi meets Zoya. Enjoy.
'Adi your the best' Pooja his best friend kissed him on the cheek as Adi stood gloriously on top of his dirt bike with the black wayfarer covering his eyes and the brown leather jacket that made all the girls in the college swoon over him. Aditya Hooda had won the bike race as usual inaugurating their exciting stay in the beautiful hill station.
"Noor, please get ready fast otherwise we will be late for the preparation." Zoya Siddiqui frantically tried to wake her sister up.
"Ammi" she called out, "I cannot find my batch and Noor will be late for school and I will be late along with her."
'Aap log apne cheezein think see kyun nahin rakhte' Roshna their mother came to the rescue of her first born. Roshna saw the reflection of a young girl busy tucking her shirt inside her skirt. She continued looking at her daughter's slender figure feeling a slight tug in her heart knowing that Zoya was transforming into a beautiful young woman.
"Ammi Kya hua" Zoya was confused at her mother's tears but her mother quickly kissed her shoulder and inhaled her scent, a gesture unique to only Zoya and her ammi.
'Everyone says you will turn into a beautiful swan, I just don't want to let you go.'
"I have a pimple on my chin that refuses to go and you call me beautiful." Zoya feigned sadness to lighten her ammi's mood.
There was a light knock on the door it was her father,
"Kya hua meri shehzadi ko? Should we go to the doctor?"
Roshna chided her husband for his overprotective behaviour,
"Anyways I will drive you to school today so I am waiting for you two downstairs. By the way Mauli had called she said that the sleepover is 'on' and xoxo." Waseem teased being clueless about what that mean and Zoya and Noor burst out laughing whereas their parents smiled in confusion.
'Abbu please Appi ko samjhayi na woh school ki nahi ghar ki vi head girl ban gayi hai' Noor said annoyingly whole Zoya dragged her from the bed.
"Chiku why didn't you tell me before going? You could have atleast called before leaving."
Adi teared a little bit inside realising the pain in his mother's voice,
'Ma, Pooja had informed Sakshi aunty and Arjun also knew about our Mussoorie trip after the final exams.'
"Ek number ka nikamma hai tumhara beta, graduate toh ho jayega par uske baat Kya karega. He is not sensitive to anyone."
Adi could feel his jaws tightening when he heard Mr. Hooda's authorative voice.
"Ma, tell him that the word sensitive sounds hollow when Mr. Hooda utters it."
He clenched his fist tightly and closed his eyes shut when he heard his Ma crying, it always reminded him of those painful times when they were abandoned by Mr. Hooda for another woman.
'Bhai, I don't want to ruin your trip but you should have informed ma I am really disappointed'.
Adi heard his younger brother's cracked adolescent voice from the other line.
"Chotey take care of Ma, will talk to you later".
Adi felt a tight hold on his shoulder, he knew it was her his support, solace, his best friend. Turning around he quickly pulled her into a tight embrace snuggling his head into her beautiful long hair.
"Don't ever leave me Pooja you are the only light in this dark tunnel. I love you my best friend."
She held him tightly letting the tears fall freely, the daredevil Aditya Hooda, the most popular boy in college was deeply scarred inside and she wanted to love him like this for the rest of their life.
"Nandu, Zoya will we ever experience such a passionate love like them" Mauli was sitting on the bed hugging a pillow all starry eyed.
It was the sleepover at Mauli's place and Zoya, Nandini and Mauli had been best friends ever since kindergarten. The girls eagerly anticipated sleepover nights which were allowed only once a month.
'Which couple?' Nandini said without looking up as she was busy decorating snacks with different toppings.
"Oh...them? But I felt the girl was intense whereas the boy hugged her in a brotherly way." Nandini gave her analysis.
'Achha toh jab hum wahan bin mausam barsaat me Kal ke school function k liye shopping kar rahe the purey bheeg Kar humari best friends kisse unknown couple k pda dekh rahe the'. Both of them said ouch together for two pillows were flung at them.
"On top of that ek badtameez kamzarf ladke ne meri sare Dutch truffle cake kha liya".
Zoya was drenched so Mauli started drying her hair with a towel whereas Nandini handed her the snacks.
'Sorry yaar but you are the head girl of the school toh sare responsibility tere hue na'. Mauli teased Zoya giving a high five to Nandini.
"Aap ke jaise best friends Allah kisi ko na de. Kitna heavy tha woh bag patah vi hai aap logo ko".
Mauli and Nandini eye signalled each other making Zoya sense that they were up to something.
"Toh bulaya kyun nahin aapke unhe" they said unanimously with full on adayegi. Zoya closed her eyes with her hands tiringly for she knew what was followed by this.
They both stood for a performance and Nandini cleared her throat geared up to enact her role.
" Zoya...aapki aur humari kismat Judi huyi hai ab toh yeh baat pakki hai, hum Arshad Habib St. Matthew's School of Jesuits ke head boy aur aap Zoya Siddiqui St. Agnes Convent ki head girl". They could see Zoya controlling her laughter.
'Lekin aap jab paach saalo ke liye London chale jayenge doctor banne k liye tab humare dil ke zakhm kaun varenge.' Mauli continued but Zoya had already started throwing popcorns at her best friends this was followed by a huge pillow fight.
'Sorry yaar performance itna achha nahin hua tere jitne aasu kiss ke nahin nikalte'. Zoya attacked her with a pillow, giggling of three teenage girls echoed through the house. Mauli's mother wanted to tell the girls to tone down a bit but her father stopped her.
"Rahene do na achha lagta hai inke hasi main toh yehi prarthna karta hoon' ki meri betiyon ki yeh hasi hamesha unke saath rahe." They both smiled.
In another part of the town Aditya, Pooja and their best friends had set a bonfire. The night was starry, they were dancing and singing Pooja enveloped her arms around Adi and placed her head on his shoulders. He smiled back and asked her to dance with him, his eyes had trust, warmth and love for her but she always felt something was missing. She expected him to look at her in a certain way she did not know exactly which way but the absence of that look was always there in her best friends eyes.
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Note : Zoya is around 17 and Aditya around 21 hence it revolves around light moments with friendship as a base.
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