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Recap
Asad, Zoya, Hammad and Najma go for shopping on Chand raat.
Part 15
As she got out of the car, Zoya exclaimed.
"First of all we will go to choori gali to buy bangles."
H: "There would be a lot of rush at that old man's shop where you always buy bangles from. First Asad and I will go buy our kurtas."
Z: "No way. We will first go for our shopping. Then you both can buy anything for yourself."
A: "Umm Zoya, I think we should go for the kurtas first. The Kurta shop might be closed by the time we are done with your shopping which obviously is going to take very long."
Z: "I am offended by that comment of yours. You are implying that we girls can't complete tasks in time."
A: "Well you normally take longer than normal people."
Z: "I don't."
A: "You do and you can still buy your bangles afterwards. The shop will be open till late night."
Z: "I don't and even if that shop will be open I won't be able to buy turquoise bangles if we get late. Last year too I was unable to buy scarlet ones due to this idiot and I had no choice but to get crimson."
H: "How does it matter? They are both red. Don't worry you will get your blue ones too. I don't get it why you make much ado about such a small thing."
Z: "They are two completely different colours. I want turquoise and he normally doesn't have much variety in those shades. I need to go there first. If I don't get my desired colour I swear I will burn your kurta. Better still you along with it too."
H: "Zoe you can carry on with your mindless bickering on the way. I am going to buy my kurta first. Right Asad?"
Z: "No, I will buy my bangles and jewellery first. Right Najma?"
Najma's head bobbed from Asad to Zoya to Hammad as they argued where to go first.
N: "Zoya and I can go to the bangles shop first and you both go to the kurta one. Problem solved! We will meet here after we are done."
As she said this, Zoya took hold of her hand and they started to walk away at the busy marketplace. They hadn't gone much far when Zoya felt some vagabonds chasing them. She held on to Najma's hand a bit more tightly and quickened her pace. A guy whistled loudly at their back. She looked over her shoulder, scared. There were four guys and they were closing up on them.
As Asad and Hammad started to walk in the opposite direction, Asad turned around to have one last look at the girls before leaving for their own shopping. He saw them at a distance. He stopped when he felt something was odd at their end. The way both of them were walking hurriedly was not normal. He instinctively started hurrying towards them to make sure everything was okay. He tried to call Zoya on her phone but she just turned around, looked at something at her back and started walking even faster. Now that was completely odd.
Hammad called out to him from a distance. Asad motioned him to come closer and called out.
"Hurry up."
As one of the guys, who were whistling and teasing them, tried to hold Zoya's hand someone called her from the back. She was instantly relieved when she heard Asad's voice. The guys moved away quietly instantly when they saw Asad and Hammad approaching.
A: "What happened?"
Z: "Nothing."
A: "Then why were you tense?"
Z: "Who said I was tense?"
A: "You didn't answer my call. Were they following you?"
Z: "Yah."
H: "Oh God Zoe. Did any of them hurt you?"
Z: "I am not weak that anybody can hurt me. If any of them had tried any hanky panky, you know I know Kung Fu."
H: "Yah and you learnt that watching Jackie Chan movies."
Z: "Hey! I can totally demonstrate. Don't pump me."
H: "No thank you. I am not interested in making a fool out of myself over here. Now if anyone remembers what we came here for? We just have twenty minutes till the Kurta shop closes."
A: "I think I should come with you."
Asad said turning towards Zoya and Najma. "Actually I may provide you people really good advice."
H: "Hey I am not going alone."
Z: "And I am not coming with you."
A: "Give it a rest guys. Tamatar you go with Hammad."
H: "Tamatar! Really? Suits you by the way… Tamatar. Come along."
N: "Bhai!" Najma groaned. "My name is Najma."
"But Tamatar suits you better Tamatar." Hammad replied with a mischievous grin on his face.
Z: "Come on. Let's go Asad. He will keep standing here all night and blame me at the end."
After a lot of thinking Zoya finally decided the four sets of bangles she was going to buy for herself, two for the Chand raat and two for Eid. She started to wear the bangles she had bought for the night right there. She tried to force four bangles down her hand into her arm but they were stubbornly stuck there. The old shopkeeper saw her predicament and smiled to himself. Shaking his head he said to her.
"When you know you can never wear them yourself, why do you even try? Come, let me help you."
Asad saw her extending her hand towards the old man. He instinctively moved forward and grabbed her hand in his. Both Zoya and the shopkeeper looked at him with a questioning gaze. He himself had no idea why he had held her hand without even thinking. Maybe he subconsciously did not want any other man, be it young or old, to touch her. Obviously he couldn't say that out loud. Then his eyes fell on the bangles lying in front of them and blurted out.
"Umm… err… Let me help you with the bangles." He then looked at the shopkeeper, smiled and spoke to him confidently.
"And you can look after the rest of your customers."
He didn't realize that all this time, he was still holding her hand in his firmly. His attention was driven to her hand when he felt it move in his. "Oh" He took a few bangles in his hand and helped her wear them. His attention was completely focused on the bangles and she smiled looking at his face, both of them oblivious to the world around them. An old lady entered the shop. She smiled as she observed both of them for some time. When she was about to leave, she walked up to them and said.
"You both look very good together. May God bless you, keep your love alive for all your lives and keep you together like this. It's very heart-warming seeing children like you so lost in love."
"What was that? It would be like the first time ever that somebody thought that we were together. Allah Miyan what is wrong with this Aunty? I am so embarrassed. How could she say that? We are very good friends and there is nothing…"
Zoya blabbered as they came out of the shop.
A: "Well! It's not the first time somebody thought we are married."
Z: "What do you mean? The last time we actually pretended and it was for a reason and…"
A: "No not that. You remember when we were at the carpet shop last year to buy Najma's birthday present. The shopkeeper there thought we were married."
Z: "No."
A: "He actually did and he even suggested me to go for counseling as fighting so much is not good for a marriage."
Z: "Okay! This is enough for tonight. Let's buy gifts for everybody and then mehndi. Hammad will buy your Kurta. You told him about your choice from the four pictures he messaged, right?"
A: "Yah. So when you actually get married, what qualities would you like in the guy?"
Z: "Not again. You know this marriage stuff bothers me to no end."
A: "I know it bothers you but you still haven't told me the actual reason."
Z: "I told you."
A: "And you think I bought that stupid excuse of yours. I don't want to leave my family. Duh! You have this kind of a phobia of marriage. Your reason doesn't fit."
Z: "Would you please stop this. You are freaking me out."
A: "That is so un-Zoya like reply."
Z: "You are right Mr Know-it-all. Happy now?"
A: "I won't be till you tell me the actual reason."
Z: "Why is it bothering you so much all of a sudden?"
A: "It's not, I just, actually you, I was intrigued."
Z: "Good. Remain intrigued."
A: "I just don't understand. Your parents have an ideal marriage. If there is anyone who should be scared of marriage it's me. You have absolutely no reason."
Z: "When I have no reason at all, why are you pestering me?"
A: "To know the actual reason."
Z: "When there is none."
A: "There is."
Z: "There isn't."
A: "Yes there is."
Z: "Okay I will tell you later."
A: "Aha! See there is. Why do you have to argue about everything before agreeing? Now skip the arguing part and tell me now."
Z: "Okay! But don't tell anyone else. Not even Najma. It's kind of I don't know... Guddu uncle's parents brought baba up after his parents' death."
A: "Now who is Guddu uncle and what does he have to do with your wedding?"
Z: "Haseena Aunty's husband. He is Baba's cousin. When Dada, Guddu uncle's father, died, Uncle was the only one by his side. After his death Guddu Uncle told Baba that Dada's last wish was to keep the family together. For that he wanted me to get married to Guddu Uncle's son, Akram."
A: "You mean you are, you are engaged?"
Z: "Informally yes."
A: "Do you like him?"
Z: "How can I like him? He is everything a guy shouldn't be. He couldn't even pass high-school, forget any kind of professional education. The dude believes he doesn't need to study as he only has to look after Guddu uncle's business which by the way is non-existent. He doesn't even have any manners. His teeth are crooked and I don't like him."
A: "Then you don't have to marry him. Uncle won't force you ever."
Z: "It's not as simple as it sounds. If he asks me to, I won't be able to say no to him."
A: "Why would he? Uncle is such a reasonable, sensible person."
Z: "Because of Dada. It was his last wish. Anything but this is open to discussion at our house."
A: "And you would throw away your happiness just to value a dead man's wish?"
Z: "I don't know. Baba is sort of a man of his word. So even though he has given me full freedom to live my life any way I like, I don't have much say in this matter."
A: "If you, by any chance if you fall in love with someone, will you still go ahead and get married to Akram?"
Z: "I won't fall in love with anyone, ever. There is no room for that in my life."
A: "You don't fall in love by choice."
Z: "Okay just let it be. These issues can be put off for later when the time comes."
Hammad came out of the dressing room and walked up to Najma.
H: "Don't I look handsome in whatever I wear Tamatar?"
N: "You are so full of yourself and the name is Najma for your information."
H: "The name's Najma, Najma Tamatar Khan."
N: "Ha ha not funny."
H: "So which one is better, this one or the previous one?"
N: "Decide for yourself."
H: "Now that is rude Tamatar."
N: "Najma."
H: "Your cheeks turn tamatar red when you are angry Tamatar."
N: "Just don't talk to me."
H: "Angry? I am sorry Tamatar. I won't call you Tamatar again Tamatar."
N: "Just shut up. Call me anything you like. Just hurry up. I want to be over with this as soon as possible."
H: "As you say Tamatar."
Hammad and Najma moved out of the kurta shop to finish the rest of their shopping.
H: "Don't you like mehndi? Zoe is crazy. She just needs an excuse to apply it all over her hands."
N: "Not very much. Just on special occasions, I want to have a go tonight though."
H: "Your wish is my command, Tamatar."
N: "Not again."
As she was getting the mehndi applied on her hands, Hammad stood behind her keenly observing the patterns on her hand. Suddenly he exclaimed.
H: "Oh my God Tamatar! You should have told me."
N: "What?"
H: "You got my name engraved in your hand with mehndi. I am so flattered."
N: "No, what, where, I don't. This is not funny okay."
H: "I am not joking. Look there is a clear H over here. Now that can't be for Hamza. You are not a pedophile. Are you? Oh my God!"
N: "Just shut up you. Look Bhai and Zoya are here."
When they reached back home, Sarah had already laid the dinner for everyone. All of them settled down for dinner. While eating, Hammad suddenly exclaimed out loud.
"Allah! I just love Tamatar."
Asad, Najma and Zoya choked on their food as soon as they heard it. Najma started coughing badly while Sarah and Zubair were completely perplexed at Hammad's odd exclamation and the reaction that followed. He looked around the table at everyone's face and innocently pointed towards his plate.
"Tomato… tamatar."
After dinner, when Hammad entered the lounge, he saw everyone seated there busy listening to Zubair's childhood tales about Eid. The seat next to Najma was empty. He hopped over the floor cushions and sat down next to her. She tried to distance herself from him by moving away a little slowly. He, completely amused by the way she was getting conscious in his presence, moved closer to her. Suddenly she stood up. Sarah asked her.
"What happened beta?"
N: "Water… washroom… I mean I need to go to the washroom."
H: "Then go. What are you waiting for?"
He mouthed Tamatar to her at the end. She mouthed back "Loser" at him and went away.
On the other hand Asad sat at the corner of the room quietly observing the easy camaraderie Zoya shared with her father as she clapped her hand with his laughing at a joke he had just cracked.
"How could a man who loves his daughter to no end make such an unreasonable decision for her? It seemed so strange. So unlike the man sitting in front of him."
Sarah came and sat down next to him.
"Where are you lost Asad?"
A: "Me? No. Nowhere."
S: "What is wrong with everyone tonight?"
A: "Aunty tell me something. What is your opinion? Should parents force their decisions on their children?"
S: "No but children should also understand that whatever their parents decide for them is for their own good."
A: "Can't parents ever be wrong in making decisions about their children. At least they should consider their happiness."
S: "No parent ever wants his or her kid to be sad Asad. By the way why are you talking about this all of a sudden? Is something wrong beta?"
A: "No. Nothing."
Just then Guddu and Haseena walked into the lounge. Guddu said Salaam to everyone loudly.
Haseena excitedly placed some things on the table in the middle and said.
"We have brought Eidi for our Zoya."
Z: "So nice of you Bhabhi. Please have a seat. You should have brought the kids along."
Haseena: "Actually Zubair Bhai Jaan we came to talk about something serious tonight, so didn't bring them along."
"Seriously! Now that is news." Hammad blurted out only to earn a glare from Zubair. He shut up immediately.
Guddu: "I have decided to open a new construction company."
Zubair: "That is good Bhai."
"There we go. We need capital for the company." Sarah muttered under her breath.
Guddu shifted a little on his seat and said.
"Actually the thing is you know its recession nowadays so it is very difficult to start something new. I came here because I am sure my brother will surely help me out."
Asad turned in his seat towards Sarah and spoke slowly.
"Aunty you don't like them very much. Right?"
S: "Huh! No, you don't get to choose your relatives. Do you?"
A: "But who to get married to is a matter of choice. Isn't it?"
Just then it suddenly occurred to her, what Asad was exactly talking about.
S: "You like her. Don't you?"
A: "I don't know… Who? No, there is no such thing. I'll just be back."
Sarah smiled at him and continued.
S: "Just sit down. Well I am surprised she told you. She has never told this to any of her friends, however close they may be. She feels this is unfair and such a seventeenth century concept but she loves her father very much. Zoya thinks that if any of her friends come to know this, they wouldn't look at her Baba in a positive light. You know there are some things even I don't understand about him. Otherwise he is such a reasonable man but when it comes to his family, he feels he is indebted to them. The only way he can return their debt is by giving them the only thing he holds dearest to himself."
A: "But this is unfair to her."
S: "One thing is for sure Asad. I won't ever let anyone destroy my daughter's life even if it's her father." She said with determination, then smiled and continued
"You both have my blessings. Tell her as soon as you yourself are sure about it."
Smiling at his perplexed expressions she said
"Yes you heard me right Asad."
He finally smiled at her. Maybe there was still hope. Maybe for once he would have someone in his life who would make up for whatever he had lost on in life. Maybe his fate wasn't that bad always. He looked up at her standing behind her father with a forced smile on her face.
"She is worth fighting for."
He said to himself. "And I will make her mine."
After the Eid prayers, when Najma and Asad entered the Farooqi's place, Hamza ran to Asad and shouted.
"My Eidi Asad bhai."
Najma moved ahead and hugged Zoya and Sarah to wish them. When Zubair entered the room he took her in a warm embrace and gave her Eidi. Hammad was standing quietly at the corner of the room observing the exchange.
Zubair had arranged an Eid party at the house in the evening. Najma was getting ready in Zoya's room while Zoya was downstairs busy looking after the arrangements with Sarah.
Najma unsuccessfully tried to lock the necklace in place the fourth time when she heard the door open. She sighed and said.
"Finally you are here. Help me with this. Hurry up."
She held out the two ends of the necklace.
At first he thought he should tell her that it was him, not Zoya but then his mischievous nature got better of him and he moved forward and put the lock of the necklace in place. She gasped as soon as she felt his rough fingers brush on the back of her neck.
"YOU?" She shouted as she turned around. "What are you doing here?"
"I came to call you downstairs. Ammi is calling you." He replied calmly.
N: "Why did you…how dare you… You should have…"
H: "Relax Tamatar! Why are you getting all red? You told me to put the clasp in place and I did. What is the big deal?"
N: "I didn't tell you to do it. I told Zoya."
H: "Can you see her here?"
N: "No but I thought it was her."
H: "How would I have known that it was her? And… It just occurred to me you did wish me Tamatar."
N: "Eid Mubarak."
H: "Such a dry wish. This is not fair. You wished everyone by hugging them. I need a hug too."
He walked forward towards her with his arms outstretched while she moved back till her back hit the wall behind her.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door and Asad entered.
A: "What are you doing?"
H: "Me? I am stretching my arms. It's good for health. Trust me."
A: "Whatever. Tam…err. Najma Aunty is calling you downstairs."
Precap
Hammad lunged forward at him and punched Asad's nose hard. On impact he moved back and collided into the wall at his back. He walked up to him and hit him hard again, this time into his stomach. Asad doubled over in pain. His nose had started to bleed profusely while he made no move at all to save himself from his assaults.
"I swear I will kill you if anything happened to her."
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