It was too much to bear.
A lot had happened in the last two days. She had been her happiest and her saddest. And she could not stop thinking about him, his childhood friend and his family.
Chuckling, she thought about how ironic her life was. Every time she thought she was part of a family, there would come a time where she would feel like a stranger. Even with her Appi and Jiju. She always felt like she was intruding into their personal space. And here she was again, feeling like an intruder.
Deep in her thoughts, Zoya did not notice when someone came and sat beside her.
"Zoya' are you okay?"
She turned to look at her Phuppi. And with a strong conviction in her mind and a smile in her voice she said, "What would happen to me Phuppi? I'm a strong girl! Don't you worry about me. And, it should be me that should ask you that. So, my dear Phuppi ' are you okay?"
"Why do you always do that?"
"Do what?"
"Deflect. Why do you always act so strong? It's okay to let go sometimes. There's this emptiness within you'and it seems to get stronger. But you never talk about your troubles. I'm not pressuring you to talk about it, but please ' talk to someone you trust about whatever is troubling you. Okay?"
Oh my dear Phuppi, I thought I had found someone. I thought everything would have changed but nothing ever changes.
"Yes Phuppi, okay. Now please, talk to me ' are you okay?"
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It was past midnight. And the few stars that were out, were twinkling with all their might.
Zoya could not remember how long she'd been sitting on that bench. But she felt peaceful there and that is all that mattered to her right now.
She could hear faint music.
She could hear the faint laughter.
She could imagine what that must feel like.
To laugh and sing with a loving family was her dream. She used to think that it was attainable. However, lately, every single day that passed left her feeling that sometimes you have to let go of some dreams.
But she'd never stop hoping. Even if she'd had to put it on the back burner.
She looked at her watch, surprised that it was one past midnight. I should go inside. It's getting a little chilly. Before she had finished her thought, she saw a hand passing her a jacket. She knew who it was, but she wasn't interested in talking to him. Not while her heart hurt. It'd be too much.
"Thanks, but I was just heading inside."
"It's just a jacket Ms Farooqi. You can wear it while heading inside. But before you go inside, I was wondering if'well, if'we could.."
"If we could what, Mr. Khan? Talk?...Why not?"
He let out a sigh and sat down.
" I wanted to say sorry, Ms. Faro...Zoya."
"For what?"
"For everything."
"Seems like you're in a giving mood Mr. Khan. First with your family then with me."
"Well, Tannu does help me see the silver lining."
"Hmm..that she does. Well, if that was all, then I'd be heading inside."
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Now now. Remain calm. :P. Don't start cursing at me just because you hate the story. Sheesh. :P Joote chappals not allowed. Eggs - maybe. Rotten tomatoes - maybe. :D Haha.
Whatever is in italics are Zoya's thoughts. But mostly it's in a third person pov.
Also - this is obviously after Tanveer's entry...
I do hope you guys liked it.
And like I wrote above, please comment whether you guys would like to read more or not :)
Stay safe. Stay awesome.
Adieu.
INDEX:
Part 1 - above. Teehee.
Part 2: Page 3
Part 3: Page 9
Part 4: Page 13
Part 5: Page 19
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