Cinderella bhopal ki - an asya ff part 5 page 10

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CINDERELLA BHOPAL KI

Hi iam skcp. i have been a silent and sometimes vocal follower of QH for sometime now . this is my first attempt to write a FF on asya . so here goes...
PART 1- THE BEGINNING
LONDON,1992-20 yrs ago , one night
In a peach coloured room of a small two storied house surrounded by greenery a beautiful woman was reading for her five year old daughter ...
"Once upon a time..." she read as she looked at her adorable daughter "there was a beautiful girl called cinderella. she was kind , helpful , beautiful,brave and loved by everyone. she was the apple of her mother and fathers eyes. they had a prfect life full of love and happiness. but then tragedy happened in the form of death. the beautiful girl lost her mother. her father eventhough in grief , believing his daughter needed a mother, married another woman. the stepmother was evil and so never let cinderella have any fun or love. as days passed cinderella became a beautiful woman and her stepmother grew even more jealous. but then came a prince and he..."
" he beat the stepmother and took cinderella away and married her . hai na ammi?"
the mother smiled at her daughter and said "haan zoya"
the girl pouted."saari kahaaniyaan aisi kyun hai ammi? kyun cinderella ko koi pehle nahi save karsakta?"
zoyas mother smiled and said"its a story my dear! har story mein pehle bahut si takleefein hoti hain.jinke wajah se prince aur uski princess ek doosre ke aur kareeb hote hai taaki jab buraai unhe alag karna chahe toh unka pyaar unhe aur kareeb laaye."
"pyaar ? woh kya hota hai? uske hone se kya hoga?"
"jab tum badi hojaogi tab bataongi" her mother indulgently. zoya pouted some more and still thought this cinderella should beatup the stepmother herself. they all should- all of these girls in her ammis stories- cinderella, snowwhite, rapunzel...- maybe she could go talk to them . she can tell them how to do it. maybe she should ask ammi where these girls are , but tomorrow. right now she wants to sleep she thought, as her eyes grew heavy.
zoyas mother watched her daughter fondly as her eyes closed. her daughter was the best thing to happen to her and gaffur.she was like a cinderella herself, perfect in every sense of the word. she slowly got up and made sure she was sleeping. as she got up, she saw her husband at the door looking at both of them with love. she smiled at him and said, "youre back!"
gaffur smiled and nodded . she said" zoya just went to sleep. give me few minutes and i will be ready. and then we can go to the party of your friend."
after a few minutes, she got ready and came out. her husband was waiting for her. she looked around and asked," where is razzo ?"
gaffur frowned at the name. razia bai or razzo as his wife called her was a distant sister to her and came to them as a last resort in very dire circumstances. his wife had taken her under her wing and cared for her like a sister. but gaffur had reservations . raziabai was all honey in words and deeds but gaffur never liked the woman much,still since she was his wifes sister , he was cordial. his wife insisted on taking razia with them whenever there was a huge party, saying that she would grow forlorn if not taken out now and then. he didnt like it but he never said no to his wife and so razia was with them as naany took care of zoya when they went out.
his wife read her husbands thoughts on his face and said, "uff! aap razzo ka naam lete hi aise kyun chehra banalete hain jaise koi kadwi dawaai peelee ho ? for the last time gaffur, she is a good person!!"
gaffur clared his thoughts and said," ok sorry! abhi chale?" he looked and saw razia enter the room. after greeting eachother, the three of them proceeded for the party.
AT THE PARTY...
zoyas mother was exhausted. for a long time now , she had been meeting a lot of gaffurs friends, greeting and smiling and she was tired. she looked at razia and said, " razzo , iam so tired." razia smiled sweetly and said slowly, "bus thodi der aur aapa, party khatm hone ko hai. chalo , wahhan baahar terrace pe baithte hain. acchi hawaa aayegi" zoyas mother smiled and said "u know me well razzo, chalo". as she turned towards the terrace, she missed the evil gleam in razias eyes.
as they reached the terrace, she breathed in the fresh air in relief.they stood there at the terrace rail, watching the nightsky. they were quite high up she thought. razia casually asked' how tall is this buiding?" she answered "8 stories" she missed the deviousness in razias eyes. as she stood there, she suddenly felt a mighty push from behind. before she could control the momentum, she toppled over the rail and she screamed. she was hanging only by the support of razias hand which she had managed to hold on to .she was about to ask for help, when she froze in fear at the evil look in razias eyes and the smirk on her face. "maybe fairy tales are not so fair after all" she thought as she understood what was happening " maybe i shouldnt have thought my daughter is a cinderella! ya allah! help my daughter and husband" these were her last thoughts as with a mighty jerk ,razia freed her hand from her and she plummeted to her death.
gaffur was bidding adieu to his host when he heard her. his wife .screaming. he rushed to the terrace where the noise came from with everyone behind him. but he was too late. as he fearfully looked past the rail, he jerked back unable to accept the truth. people around him were all surrounding and consoling saying "freak accident" and allah knew what else. but nothing registered in his numb brain as it tried to digest the fact that his beloved was no more. he felt a hand on his shoulder. as he looked up, he saw through his tears, the blurred face of razia, whoe eyes were also brimming with tears. "allah ! yeh kya hogaya gaffur saheb? hum thodi der ke liye unhe chod ke kya gaye, itna bada haadsa hogaya? hum kya karein? ya allah! hum zoya se kya kahein?"
razias words were being heard but not understood by him. razia once again said," ya allah! main bhi bewakoof hoon! aapki aisi halat hai aur main sawaal kiye jaarahi hoon. aap fikar mat kijiye. zoya ab meri jimmedari hai. i will take care of her dont worry."
gaffur didnt say anything. he just stoodup and walked past her. as he walked back with heavy footsteps, he missed the victorious smile on razias face.
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BHOPAL,2007- 5 years ago...
in a small two roomed flat...
"kya yeh tumhara aakhri faisla hai, tanveer?" he asked.
tanveer didnot even bother to reply. she looked disdainfully at the man infront of her. her husband .or maybe she should say her ex-husband.
"ek baar phir sochlo..."
tanveer spoke up in a frustrated voice,"asad ! cut it out! yeh mera aakhri faisla hain. main jaarahi hoon. main thak chuki hoon.iss jagah se, iss ghar se aur tumsebhi aur sabse zyaada usse..." she pointed out to the 2yr old boy infront of her.she continued," meri zindagi badi badi cheezon ke liye bani hai. aishoaaraam mein jeene ke liye bani hai. is tarah ki zindagi ke liye nahi, jahaaan par mujhe gareebi jhelni pade, choti si shauk bhi poori karne ke liye intezaar karna pade, dar dar ke thokre khaane pade aur sabse zyaada iss manhoos andhe ki..."
"TANVEER!!" asad shouted. the anger in his voice frightened her into silence."jise tum manhoos kehrahi ho woh tumhara khoon hai, tumhara beta!!!!!!!" asad said his voice a mix of anger, disbelief and disgust.
"aur main har din khuda se poochti hoon kyun diya aisa beta? tumhe yaad hona chahiye asad main baccha chahti bhi nahi thi.tumhari zid thi. hamari aulad hone ki. "
"toh aakhir chahti kya thi tum hamare nikaah se? tumhe mere pyaar , hamari aulad, hamara saath , aur yeh parivaar in sab mein kisi ki chahat nahi thi to kyun kiya tumne mujhse nikaah? ek waqt par hum ek doosre ka saaya the tanveer! tum meri bachpan ki dost thi, aur mera pehla pyaar! kya yeh saare jazbe tumhare liye koi ehmiyat nahi rakhte.?"
tanveer stood silent looking down at him with pity. she said," tum bhool rahe ho asad, jab maine tumse nikaah kiya tab tum mashoor businessman rashid ahmed khan ke bete the. ab tum sirf asad ho jise kismet ne aasmaan ki bulandiyon se zameen par phek diya. tumhara ghar , khandaan iss sheher ka sabse raiz khandaan tha. bure waqt ne tum sabko sadak par laa diya. ab tum mujhe woh shaan, woh rutba nahi desakte jo mujhe chahiye. aur tumhari takleefon ke neeche dab kar main apni zindagi barbaad nahi karsakti. isliye main jaarahi hoon, imraan ke paas, jo mujhe mera har khwaab poora karke dega"
asad knew it in his heart that this was truth. he had seen it in her eyes for past 2yrs, the time in which his family fortunes had dwindled to nothing. infact, his mind which had detached itself from his heart and soul observed clinically" its a miracle she stayed so long" his heart wept silently, not for his fate but for his son who had been cursed with a heartless mother. his own mother watched in astonishment and tears as she hugged her grandson, while his brother ayaan and his sister najma watched in fear mixed with disgust.
asad controlled his emotions. he simply looked at her and said "chali jao yahaanse"
tanveer knew that if she stayed one more minute, asad who had so far controlled himself will no longer do so and will end up killing her. so without another word, head held high, she stormed off after looking over all of them in disdain.
asad watched her go. today he has died, he thought. today was the death of an asad who believed in life, love, compassion , honesty and truth. he swallowed the bitter pill of knowledge that people value only one thing - money. so be it. he will get money. he will get so much of it that the rest of world will look poor compared to him. today is the birth of a new asad. an asad who believes in only one thing-" life is not a fairy tale and you cant turn it into one"
********************************************************* so how is it? all comments r welcome.
do plz comment
p.s.- gaffur will be making an active appearance only in this part. the rest of the updts will not have him.he maybe mentioned in passing. still working on that.
and the other change i made was to not include shireen, rashid, nikhat ,nuzhat and bb in the story.
hope no one complains about it

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Hi everyone ! iam back. i do hope all of you loved the beginning of my ff. hope u r waiting for the nxt part and more importantly i measure up to your expectations. so here goes...
PART 2 - "barely alive"
BHOPAL- PRESENT DAY
in a small house near the masjid...
"kahaan rehgayi yeh kambakht ladki? allah ! iske peeche peeche bhaagte meri toh umar uikal jaani hai! pata nahi kahaan hai! zoya! zoya! are kahaan margayi" razia kept shouting in a harsh voice , that grated on the nerves of people . time has not been kind to her. her voice had roughened up with using all those pan and gutkhas , her hair more grey than the jetblack it used to be, and above all her face, hardened with lines and her expression, one full of disdain and coldness. everyone in the mohalla feared her and just kept out of her way.
a girl came running up the street and stopped infront of her, panting. her raven black hair flying out of the crude knot she had plaited it into, her lovely dark eyes full of kindness, her lips stretched in a smile, her white dupatta fluttering over her head as she tried to hold it properly, dressed in a white salwar, she was a like a white lotus in the midst of a muddy lake. "main aagayi choti ammi!" zoya said voice full of patience and hands full with her purchases." woh rationwale ke paas saamaan ke liye bheja tha na aapne...toh wahi thi " she said .
but razia sneered and said" itni der baad laut rahi hai ? saamaan laane mein itna waqt legi toh kaam kaun karega? woh rationwale ke saath baat karte hue dhyaan raha nahi hoga, kyun?"
zoyas smile disappeared . zoya closed her eyes asking for strength from the almighty at the insinuation of her words. she wanted to cry but she held herself in check. her crying only made choti ammi taunt her more. she did what always did in a situations like this. she kept silent and hoped she was deaf as razia kept ranting on.
"20 years"zoya thought as she stirred the curry infront of her on the stove. 20 yrs of the same thing. since her own ammi died and raziya married abbu 6 months later, all she ever did was try to win some love for herself from razia. in the first days razia was all honey. she took care of her so well , zoyas young mind thought that maybe she did have a mother. later when humeira was born, she was so glad to have had a sister and she loved her from the first moment on. razia began showing her colours then. slowly everything abbu owned was razias and she was not always wise in spending it. and abbu though he remarried, and had a child with razia and for sometime looked on the way to mending his broken heart never really forgot his first wife and kept drowning in sorrow until oneday he was no more. zoya never knew exactly what happened, only that her father was no longer there. and with no one to atleast advice her( really who would dare approach such a harridan) razia slowly spent her fathers wealth to the ground and soon they were penniless and on the road. with that defeat, razia came back to bhopal, their hometown and it was then zoya began seeing her choti ammis true colors. with everything gone, razia didnt need to pretend any more and she made her hatred for zoya well known to zoya, yet like a fool ,zoya never gave up hope. oh, raziya could have left zoya at anyplace to die, but it seems no one allowed her to do so she had to take care of zoya. zoya knew there was never any hope of love between her and choti ammi and yet she tried- for humeira. god knew how such a perfect and kind person happened to be razias daughter and yet humera was everything a young sis should be. loving, caring, and above all supportive. it was humera who didnot let zoya give up her education when razia said she couldnt afford zoyas education, knowing zoyas love for books. while she was in school, humera would insist that zoya tutor her coz they obviously cant afford an "outside tutor" and even now when she is in college ,knowing zoya wouldnt be allowed to study further, she secretly enrolled zoya in a correspondence course through which zoya unknown to razia completed her degree. her results are due any day now, and zoya was eagerly waiting for them. once she has her educational qualification with her, everything would change. she would not have to go "there".she would be able to live!
"ab kahaan khogayi? saari sabzi jalaadegi kya? kaun se khwaabon mein doobi hai? yaa main yeh kahoon kiske ?"razia said with a sneer
zoya closed her eyes and said "choti ammi ! khuda ke liye aise baat mat karo! hum aapki beti hai!"
"hmmph! badi aayi khuda ka vaasta dene wali! " razia sneered again and said in a quieter voice,"khuda ka naam lene ki bhi aukaat nahi hai teri! main jaanti hoon sabke saamne itna paakh ban ne wali meri yeh"beti" kya karti hai!"
zoya lost it and for one moment she did not know where she got the courage but said" pata hona bhi chahiye ! aap hi ne toh mujhe bheja tha wahaan" and razia angrily tried to retort, zoya continued," waise bhi ab zyaada dinon ki baat nahi hai. kuch hi dinon mein pascal se liye saare paison ka hisaab baraabar hojaayega aur tab main uss se azaad ho jaoongi" without looking back at her stepmothers shock , zoya got up from infront of the stove and went inside . to get ready. she had some important things to do "there"
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BHOPAL...the same day..
In a huge skyscraper that towered over others, in an office at the very top floor...
" and thats all everyone", said asad in a deep voice as his penetrating eyes scanned the people infront of him. " i want the results and i want them asap. no excuses." he stressed. and then gestured everyone to leave. as they left asad got up from his seat and looked out the window. he chose the top office for a reason, he reminsced - it reminded him how small the rest of the world looked from there and how insignificant it is to him. up here he felt a fake sense of being alone and all powerful - almost a god. and he was god- to most of his workers and the world in general. he had achieved exactly what he wanted.
an exuberant voice interrupted his thoughts as it said," and the lion said"roooar! get me results or else you r my dinner tonight!"asad turned back to see the owner of the voice, his best friend- anwar. he frowned at anwars stupid imitation of asad roaring and anwar grinned. anwar said," oh come on asad! tumhara saara staff jab tumhare cabin se nikalta hai toh aisa hi lagta ki they just came out of the lions den. waise apna naam khoob nibhaa rahe ho mere dost!"
asads face lost some of his hardness in anwars presence. despite of all the hardships asad went through, anwar was and still remains one of the few people who made asad atleast try to lose his perpetual frown, other than his own family that is.
asad hugged him and said, " kaise ho?"
anwar replied he was fine and then said in a mock serious voice" par tujhse naraaz hoon."
"kyun?" asad asked.
anwar pretended to be shocked and said," what kind of a best friend are you? kal mera nikaah hai !"
asad said,"haan! toh?"
anwar said"toh! toh?! abbe, robot ke rajnikanth, apne best friend ko nikaah se pehle bachelor party nahi doge kya? yaa phir tere party ka matlab aise files ke beech mein doobe rehna hai?!"
asads expression cleared and said," oh!"
anwar said "exactly!"
asad said ,"koi baat nahi! tujhe meri taraf se party chahiye na , toh jaa de di party, kahin pe bhi chal jahaan tera mann hai and its on me."
anwar said , " why do i hear a but?"
asad feeling uncomfortable said slowly "par main nahi aaoonga, iam sorry yaar. woh actually yahaan..."
for the first time since he entered the room, anwar looked serious and that meant, asad knew , that anwar was seriously pissed off. even as he tried to pacify anwar with excuses, anwar held up a hand" donot insult me with excuses!"
asad stood silent as anwar said in a quiet voice," do you for even one moment think i cant throw a party on my own? asad ahmed khan! who do you think you are to snub me like that? how dare you?"
and then he continued, " iam starting on a new journey and i wanted to share the happiness with you. after all that i have done for you, how i stood up for you when that woman...and i say woman coz any other word that comes to my mind is a curse... ,when she did a number on you, the least i expect is for you to be happy in my happiness!!!!! are you saying you are incapable of that? you say you have left it behind my friend but you havent and god knows i know that. but still is it too much to ask asad? you rarely spend time with people, and the only ones you do with are your family and me. asad its time put that woman behind you and live!. she is not and never was that worthy that you alienate yourself from the world and if you do you are no friend of mine."
asad listened silently to his friends rare outburst calmly. he didnt agree with it all and yet he couldnt really disappoint anwar.
so choosing to turn a deaf ear to all that he said, asad said " kya anwar ? you cant take a simple joke? how can i not come to a party for you? after all you are the groom and woe betide me if i dont listen and obey you now. zeenat, your bride will have my head. after all she trusts on me to keep you out of trouble and she is more frightening than you in anger." he made an attempt at joke.
anwar knew his friend was going to ignore all that he said and he knew further prodding will only open up more wounds ,so he left it at that.
he too lightly replied,"good! "the lion " is atleast afraid of someone around here! i have a perfect place in mind for us to go. it is this elite club that i have heard about..."
asad intervened," please! tell me you are not taking us to a strip club, are you?"
anwar said,"knowing you, i wouldnt dare! its just a club and yes there are girls but thats not why iam taking you and me there and god knows those girls would be busy gawking you than viceversa. its because i want to hear her."
"hear who?"
"cinderella ,ofcourse!" anwar replied. when asad continued to look confused, anwar said "you havent heard of her?! thats behind times asad even at your standards of aloofness! ok let me enlighten you...2 yrs back, this club that we r talking of was a dismal one and suddenly one day they say this girl barely 20 i have heard was suddenly thrown on the stage . her face was covered and everyone began booing her when they saw her stand there silently. suddenly they say , they heard her singing in a voice sooo pure that it was said to have melt hearts and fill them with joy. she kept singing enthralling everyone around until the clock struck 12. and when it did, she just stopped and went back stage. that first one was perhaps her only incomplete performance. since then everyone who went there wanted to hear her and everyday since then they did. only her face was always covered even till this day and she always stops at 12 and leaves. both these things earned her the name of "cinderella" everyone in bhopal says if you love music you should listen to her and today we plan to do just that."
asad was skeptical. "really,anwar this sounds like a fairytale and those dont exist! you arepulling my leg are you not? "
anwar replied, " i know it sounds crazy but thats what i heard, so what better opportunity than now to know how true it is. you and i both love good music and good voice wherever it may be from. so stop looking so damn patronising and get ready we should be there by 11 at night for thats when she is said to start. come on ab chalo!"
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coming up soon...
part 3-"angels and demons"- spoiler-" is she an angel?" he thought as she stood there in the rain and beckoned to him
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