I love you Zoya...❤️
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Part: 2
Confessions and candid talks
Asad was frustrated. He learnt from a distraught Najma that Zoya had already left, she was taking a train from Bhopal to Delhi and Asad was shattered. How was he supposed to find her? He knew she was leaving because of him. Somewhere deep down, he also knew that she too shared his feelings. His final hope was to spot her in the railway station and that too diminished as he heard announcement on the mike set that the train was speeding away.
He ran hoping to get into the train, wanting to pull the chain, to stop the train and find his Zoya. His Zoya, he chuckled as he collapsed onto the platform floor, watching as the train disappeared from his sight. He never really considered her his right? Whenever she was around throwing silly shayeris, eating pizza slices... he was irked. No, not because he hated her demeanour but because of the fact that despite her clumsy habits, her besure shayeries; he still liked her. Wanted to laugh at her jokes, keep staring at her beautiful face all the time. But he wouldn't, he couldn't, all because he considered her a misfit. Showed her she was not capable of being his wife. Literally proved that Tanveer was his worth, while she wasn't. He was an idiot.
He laughed at the tears that leaked from his eyes, at the pain swelling from his heart. Ammi was right, he mused. Dil ke khilaf jake koi khush nahi reh sakta... he was a fool! What did he think that he would marry a girl like Tanveer who was ms. perfect and would be happy? No! Where there is no love, there is no happiness. He could never get annoyed with anyone but Zoya and he could never love anyone but Zoya. And he missed her! Let her go... never made an attempt to stop her. He slowly got up, went to sit in his car. Tears would not stop flowing. He wiped and wiped them but in vain.
"Come on Asad, did you expect she would stay back? Let alone forgive you... kahan ho tum Zoya? Please forgive me... ek aakhri baar and I'll never give you a reason to complain... "
His ammi called him up. He was getting late for dinner, it was half past seven, "haan ammi... I'm on the way. What... no. I'm fine, just busy. I'll be there in a few minutes.
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Ten minutes later, Asad went home and entered Zoya's room out of random. Perhaps he was missing her already! He looked around the room, only to find it occupied.
"Zoya... miss Faruqi?" he was surprised to see her, his Zoya packing her things in a hurry.
She looked up at him, her eyes were slightly red. Was she crying when he was away?
"aap gayi nahi abhi tak?"
Her eyes flared. Bad question Asad... very bad question.
"Bas jaa hi rahi thi! My last wish was to leave without seeing you and looks like Allah doesn't want to fulfil that one either. I know Mr Khan, I missed the train but... don't worry, there's another. I'm just... "
"nahi Zoya, I dint mean it. What I meant was... "He then notices what she wore, a salwar.
"Aap ye salwaar... "He was surprised to see her in such attire. She looked cuter, he noticed.
"nahi pehen sakti kya? Seriously Mr Khan! I'm a fool, an idiot. I was expecting you would come one day apologise for being jahapana sher khan but no! I was expecting too much.. "
"You got me wrong Zoya, main..."
"Why am I talking to you? All you do is insult me and I keep..."
"I meant Ki aap bahut acchi lagrahi ho is salwaar mein!" Asad exclaimed, cutting her off.
Zoya was shocked, pleasantly of course and mumbled thanks.
There was a few seconds of awkward silence. Then Zoya started packing again. Asad was pleased relieved to find her at home, but that seemed temporary. She was leaving, again. What could he say? How would he stop her!? He can not just go command her to stay, right?
Zoya too was confused. There was something about Asad that was changed.
She looked up her eyes met his and he knew he couldn't deny it any longer. He loved her! Time to confess Asad miyan; her eyes were saying she too felt the same for him.
She tore her eyes away, slightly embarrassed.
"Aap nahi jaarahi hai..." he told her.
"Kya?" she was confused again.
"You can't leave like this!" he exclaimed, "You need to find your abbu!"
"Thanks for ur concern Mr Khan! I need a break, I will be back soon here. But will not trouble you or phuphi!"
Asad was crestfallen. He needed to beg her now, "please don't go."
Zoya stopped packing and looked up at him. His caring tone was ripping her heart, the way he said it like she meant something to him struck her.
"Why?"
Asad knew this question would come. He closed his eyes. All he could see was her smiling face, her funny expressions. All he could hear was her stupid shayeri. How could he say that she had made a place in his heart? How could he tell her that she was the one who taught him true meaning of love.
"Why?" Zoya asked again, her tone wavering.
He remained silent.
"I asked you why? Kyoun mujhe rokna chahte ho aap?"
She was crying again. He wanted to slap himself.
"Tum nahi jaanti...?" he asked her.
Her silence was killing him. And she spoke finally.
"I'm afraid Mr Khan... I'm afraid; it's not what I think it is! I was wrong back then and I want to confirm now! Say it... "Tears were flowing down her cheeks and she could see his eyes were glistening too, with tears.
More silence.
"Please... "
"I love you Zoya... "
*thud* he was amused that she fainted; thankfully he caught her at right time. Silly girl fainted.
A minute later she was back to her senses and was shocked to see that she was sitting with Asad who had a hand draped around her shoulders, looking at her with an adorable but sad smile.
"Is it a dream?" she asked slightly dazed.
"No..." he told her, clutching her hand tenderly with his other arm.
"Can you tell me again? I want to make sure, it isn't a dream... "
He smiled and said, "I'm sorry Zoya and I love you!"
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I may add a couple more chapters here! leave ur comments and yeah stay tuned for my epilogue.😳
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