*Zoya* : A FF updt 4/pg12 - Page 7

Originally posted by: rendezvousvin

nice update...

Originally posted by: AliciaZA

I'm really enjoying your story. Your Zoya is so beautifully poignant. I hope she comes out of her depression soon and unintentionally shows Mr Akdoo Ahmed Khan why he fell in love with her in the first place:)

Originally posted by: NocturnalBeing

Part 2 and 3 were simply beautiful. They were a treat to read, seriously. Sorry for not commenting before, had been a lil busy!

Originally posted by: jazmeen

sucha a short update :(

thank u so much for the pm

man this asad will neva understand urghh lol

Originally posted by: hsvs

Nice updates - enjoyed reading these... You write very well... Looking forward to the rest of the updates.

Originally posted by: irock321

I read this in one go and simply loved it! I really wish the current track of the show was just like this ...Oh wait it is! -.- Except hopefully Tanveer is evil and gets kicked out! I hope in the next chapter ...Zoya tries to get back on her feet and shows him that she doesn't care about him ...cause he showing complete indifference towards her which is sooo inconsiderate! -.- Anyways ..loved it! Please continue!! PM me :))) Thankss

Originally posted by: life4me

Super update. Zoya needs to be strong. Please continue soon and thanks for the pm

*ZOYA*- 4

Zoya opened her eyes to a beautiful morning. Phoophi must have instilled some magic in her hug. She had slept peacefully, after a long time.

She had a newfound energy today morning- she could think of a million ways to use it to get back at Jahanpanah Heartless, for stealing her heart. But time was running out for her. She did not have the time to sit and drown in self pity or hatch revenge plots against Tanveer's Jammy now. It was important that she channeled all her energies into finding her Abbu now. And she had found a new ally.

Asad was at the breakfast table gulping down his bitter coffee, when Sunshine graced the breakfast table. In a moment, the whole atmosphere changed. Zoya was in a noisy mood and Tamatar joined in her chirpiness. Dilshad who had till now been wearing a worried face for Rashid, smiled too. Asad could not help but welcome this sweet and loud assault at his monotonous life. Zoya looked like a rainbow after a steady shower.

Maybe this was the time to make amends for his misbehavior and impatience with her over the past few days. He served her the toast.

"Thanks Mr. Khan. But I don't want toast today.

Aaj toast khaane ka nahi hai Mausam…

Bhar loongi pet main, with Cornflakes awesome! Shukriya…Shukriya.."

She giggled at her silly poetry ,moved the plate with the toast aside, and made for the kitchen counter.

Asad did not wince at her shayari, but he felt bad she had rejected his peace offering.

Zoya walked back to the table with a bowl of cornflakes. She was in a hurry today. She had called up Ayan after yesterday's breakdown. Phoophi had reminded her of her mission, and she was back on it. Time was running out. She needed help. Ayan had been of utmost help till now, and he was not as busy as Mr. Khan. In fact, he seemed thankful to her after her trying to help him stall Asad. He was only too happy to help. Now they needed to work out a plan. Where should they start?

Zoya was chewing more on her thoughts and less on her food, when Najma chose to surprise her with, 'A Penny for your thoughts, Zoya.'.

"Haan?",Zoya jerked back to reality, and ended up inhaling the half- chewed breakfast. She started coughing. She looked up and saw a glass of water offered to her. "Thanks, Tamatar."

"Always at your service, Zoya Choke-aholic!". They both giggled.

Asad sat staring at the glass he had offered! This was the second time today! Was she ignoring him?

He didn't even dare ask her if she needed a lift today.

But she surprised him! "Mr. Khan, kya aap mujhe Library tak chhod sakte hain? If you don't mind…" She might as well start treating him like any other person, if she wanted to move on.

"Sure. Tamatar, tum bhi aajao. "

" Nahi, bhaijaan . Aap log chaliye. Main apne doston ke saath chali jaonngi. Kuchh discussions bhi karna hai raaste mein."

"Fine."

Zoya fastened the seat belt as Asad started the car. This was turning out to be easier than she thought- this moving on business.

Asad checked her out. She was looking extra pretty today. He could not help but admire the graceful figure she projected over all the madness that lay beneath. It was such a joy to just have her sitting next to him, even for a few minutes. He did not want to ruin it with any further controversies.

The mobile rang. Zoya picked it up and answered. "Haan Raabert, bas pahoonch rahi hoon…Wait for me at the Library, OK."

Rabert!

Asad knew it was unreasonable, but he could feel mixed emotions stirring up within. He bit his lips, wanting to stick to his promise. Alas! He was not a man in control any more!

"Miss Farooqui. I know I have no business interfering in your matters, but I hope you are not making a mistake, meeting strangers. I mean, I hope you are aware of the dangers that await freethinking women in Bhopal's corners. I mean…"

"I know exactly what you mean, Mr. Khan. I suppose you are reminding me that I cannot be trusted to make decisions for myself, and that there is every chance I might get kidnapped and forced into marrying some goon...",Zoya said in an exasperated tone. There was no hint of mockery there, though the irony she pointed out did not escape Asad. He kept silent.

"…. and that I cannot expect you to come and save me every time", Zoya added.

She teared up a bit here, but she hid it carefully from Asad. Jahanpanah 6 Packs would cease to be her bodyguard, once he married that perfect piece of boredom named Tanveer.

Both kept mum through the rest of the ride, and soon they reached the Library. Zoya was back in her sunshine mood by then, and she did not want to leave Mr. Khan with that reminder of how he had endangered her once before. She knew he repented that decision, and it was not fair to pick on him on that issue, even if he had not apologized properly.

When Zoya was happy, she wanted the whole world to be happy. If Mr. Khan had to be angry all the time, it was perfectly fine with her. But it was terrible to watch him getting upset with himself. The only way to help him with that agony was to direct the Lion's attention to his favorite pastime- 'staying annoyed with Ms. New York'.

Zoya got out from the car, turned towards Asad, looked him in the eye and blessed him with a tiny ray of her sunshine.

" Aap Rabert se phir se jealous toh nahi ho rahe hai, (after a pause) …..JAMMIEEE".

Asad did not miss the naughty twinkle in her eyes, but her eyes had softened into something he could not a put a finger to, when she called him 'Jammy'.

Zoya walked away. She knew she had done enough to take his mind off his self- loathing. Now he would be busy finding faults with her…that should keep him happy. She was sure he had even missed the slight hint of sadness that accompanied her voice, when she called him 'Jammy'. But SHE HAD ACCEPTED.

Asad looked intently at Zoya's retreating figure. She had done it again!

She had read his mind, and offered the solution. And she had done it as easily as she messed up her room. She was like an absent minded, reckless fairy, who went about spilling happiness in the most carefree manner!

It'd be nice to have her around him, for the joy that she exuded. But she'd never fit into his world!

He was not Jammie anymore. He was careful about what he ate nowadays! He could forego this jam for many reasons….

Comment:

The irony of the thought of him not being Jammie anymore.

He is not Tanveer's Jammy any more. He is Zoya's Jahanpanah!

:D Zoya did have her revenge too!