okay so this is my version of how YDM should have gotten a happy ending...i havent written anything since over 5 years so this is gonna be tedious but forgive me 😂
As the radio blared in his car, Amaan relaxed back in his seat. Suddenly the shong which was playing got interrupted with a voice.
"This is RJ Vicky. And now we have a caller on line...Hello! Can I take your name please?"
"Ayna, " came a familiar feminine voice which Amaan could recognise without a second thought.
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It had been a year since Mir Farooq's death, a year since Ayna had moved to Dariyabaagh and a year since she had parted ways from Amaan. It had been six months since Amaan had stopped contacting her because he had simply given up hope. Amaan understood what pain Ayna was going through and he knew it was impossible for her to come back to him again after all that had happened, so what was the point of forcing her?
In the last six months, Amaan had been going between Karachi and Dariyabaagh. He handles his oil refinery company in Karachi while he would also take out time every few weeks to visit his cottage in Dariyabaagh, meet Abdul Rehman baba and make sure everything was doing alright. He could never let go of his memories of Dariyabaagh and his family house.
Today was also another such day where he was driving to Dariyabaagh to spend his weekend with the memories of his long lost family who would never return to him. He had to live with their memories now.
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"Ayna! What a lovely name! Do you have any message or dedication for a loved one?" came the RJ's voice, bringing Amaan back to reality who had halted his car and frozen on the spot when he heard Ayna's voice. He had learnt to live without her during the past six months but now suddenly all the memories of her were clouding his mind again.
"Yes I do... I have a message for Amaan."
"And who is this Amaan? Is he listening right now?"
"No, he's not." Ayna took a slight pause before speaking again, "he is my husband who has been apart from me for a year yet he is still always with me. He has always been with me while I have been too selfish to acknowledge him and only saw my own pain. I know he's not listening right now, but I'm hoping someone will hear this and convey my message to him. Where are you Amaan? You always saw my pain, so why can't you see it now? The last 6 months you have stopped contacting me and that's when I realised how much I need you in my life Amaan. I was a fool to take you for granted while you were only trying to free me. Free me from the pain of my nightmares, from the lies, from yourself. Please come back Amaan. I wait for you everyday but you never come. Wo jo jhoola tha na, jahan hum khelte the, main wahin intezaar karti hoon tumhara Amaan. Mera dil kehta hai ek din tum zaroor aaoge. (you know where that swing was, where we used to play, I wait for you there Amaan. My heart says you will come there one day.)"
Amaan heard a sob as Ayna disconnected the line and before the RJ could speak, Amaan also turned the radio off. How strange life was! Ayna had come on the radio to convey her message to Amaan at the same time whle he was listening and going towards Dariyabaagh, where she was and all their memories were. It was like God's plan of reuniting them.
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Ayna sat in the swing and stared into nowhere, just like every other day. Suddenly, the glaring sun burned her eyes as she tried to cover them with both her arms. From the gap between her arms, she faintly saw a horse in the distance coming towards her. She stood up as she recognized the shadow of the man sitting on the horse without seeing his face. She could recognize him any day without even opening her eyes.
So there you go...my versionof a happy ending...i hate how it turned out though as i know i can write better than this but its been so long...i hope next time i can write better with more practice.
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Anupamaa
