HIII my lovely QHians …..hwdy?...😊
I know all are desperately waiting for Ajmer track and Billi's truth to come out, now only Gul mam knows when will that billi kicked out her off and spare us from her torture... ,
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and you know I am deeply addicted to Asya, I think of Asya while eating, drinking , sleeping, in dreamz , at work ..ufff …and to get temporary relief from Billi's meaow meaow thought to give a try to my imagination .I am not a good writer but here you wonderful writers inspires me to write. I know if I name them then the list would go on n on…
This is dedicated to all wonderful writers and QHians….
So please bear with my OS and forgive for grammatical error. I write it in one go and didn't revise. Here Starts………
The girl at her early 18 standing in the ground at one of the repudiated college in Bhopal holding books in her hand. She's the most beautiful girl in college, dark straight hairs, and sparkling eyes, full of innocence. She's the reason of increasing heartbeat of most of the boys in college. Some college failure students were teasing her.
"Hey listen do not dare to be in my aura or you'd have to pay for it at cost of your lives" she warned them who were now approaching towards her.
"see it's my last warning, please save your lives, phir mat kehna mene warn nahi kiya, ab bhi waqt h chale jao" she said making face stiff and trying to threaten them.
" Dekho to miya Is ladki ko ched hum rhe hein ya ye hume dara rhi h, what would happen If we won't step back" one boy sniffed making Hi fi to other and continuing to proceed.
Suddenly, drrr krrr drrr drrr gghhmmm ghhmmm a bullet came to a stop. A dashing muscular young hunk, heartthrob of millions of girls , any girl could die for him stepped towards the circle spreading his hands and clenching his fists releasing the sound of crushing bones and revealing the sight of his muscular body.
"Kaha tha na, chale jao yha se, now pay for it" girl said making pity face.
Within no time young boy managed to show them their places. All were rolling and crumpling on ground with pain and swollen faces.
"awww mujhe pata tha you would come to my rescue" she ran towards him and hugged him.
"Did they hurt you?" he asked with concern in voice and patting her back.
"No ways aapke rehte mujhe kuch ho sakta hein" she said proudly still hugging him.
" Hmmm waise kisne kha tha akele ane ko aur wo bhi skirt pehen ke" he asked getting furious.
" Oh please stop behaving like Ammi and badi Ammi" said gesturing him to stop.
"Allah miya, Abbu and Chote Abbu has spoiled you totally, bigad gayi ho, you know you're our life and….."
"And I know you wont let anything happen to me" she said cutting him and trying to soothe his anger.
"Aapko kisi ne kha nahi aap gusse m bhot cute lagte ho aur aapke ye dimples….so cute bhaijaan" she said poking his dimples in a teasing tone.
"I am not cute, okay!!! Ghar chalo bata hu , abbu aur chote abbu ki chamchi"
"hooo aur aap kya ho, badi ammi aura mmi ke chammach" said nudging him.
At Home(grand Khan Mansion)
Asad and Ayan sitting on sofa discussing some business deal.
"ABBBUUU,,,,BADE ABBBUUU" she ran towards them spreading her arms and hugging both in one.
"HUMAYA(Humeira+Ayan) my princess "said Ayan proudly.
"Iska drama shuru ho gaya, har baar ki tarah dono ise bacha lenge" boy murmured entering in home.
"Bade abbu aap saamjhaiye n bhai ko jab dekho tab mujhe dantein rehte h" said lovingly making puupy face giving half hug to Asad.
"Abbu to isse keh dijiye college mein chote kapade na pehne aur mere sath jaye" he retorted back.
"Asmed (Asad +Ahmed) kya h ye" Asad said in harsh tone and winked at him
"ABBBUUU" she cried dramatically and raised her brows at ayan to help her.
"Arey to tum kyu jate ho college mein, if you couldn't protect your sister, aur kya kharabi h in kapado mein, sabhi pehente h" said Ayan taking Humaya's side and giving her assured look.
Zoya and Humeira appeared from kitchen to living room , both holding tray having tea and snacks.
"Allah miya!!! What's wrong with you both ? why are you shouting at my son" said zoya while keeping the tray down.
" " said Humeira following zoya.
ASMED and HUMAYA….both completes the Khan family. If Humaya was life of Khan Mansion, then Asmed was heartbeat and both the couples were soul of family. Since childhood Asmed was mummy's' prince and Humaya was Daddy's' princess. Asmed was Zoya and Asad's son and Humaya was Humeira and Ayan's daughter. Duo shares the strong bonding. Asmed was protective and caring brother.
" Accha Begum sahiba, jaise aapka beta to bilkul siddha sadha hein" Ayan replied back to her statement.
" Dekhiye Ayan aap chup hi rahiye, pura ka pura Humaya ko bigad k rakha hein aapne."
" Arey tum dono phir shuru ho gaye, bachho ki tarah ladte ho dono" interrupted Asad to pause them.
" you are right Mr. Khan, dono aaj bhi baccho ki tarah ladte hein, waise Humeira n sahi kha , aapne bigad k rakha hein is Shehzadi ko" said Zoya taking sip of tea and caressing Asmed's hairs.
" Ji, aur aapka beta jo meri beri par gunde ki tarah dadagiri karta phirta hein who kya" Asad said while getting up from his place.
"hooo aapne mere bte ko Gunda kaha, dekhiye Mr. Khan he is protective broyher" said Zoya keeping her cup on table and getting up from place too.
"Dekha aapki beti ne Baaji aur jiju k beech jhagda karwa diya" Humeira said showing Ayan death glare.
"Arey waah!!! Humeira Begum ye sab aapke bte ki wajah s ho rha h"
"Nahi aapki beti ki wajah se" said humeira crossing her arms to her chest.
"Nahi aapke bte ki wajah se" Ayan said crossing his arms too.
"Bachapan mein kisne meri beti k baal katein the, aapke bte ne Zoya" said Asad coming towards her.
"Achha aur kisne mere bete ki prizes aur trophies todi thi aapki shehzadi ne" said Zoya more coming towards Asad.
"Kisne Humaya ko cycle se giraya tha, kitna hurt hui thi meri bachhi"
"Accha Asmed ne mana kiya tha akele cycle chalane ko , lekin wo to aap ki aur ayan ki tarah ziddi jo hein."
And here,
"nahi aapki beti" humeira continues
"nahi aapka beta" ayan continues
Soon Khan mansion turned into battle field. Both brother and sister gazed each other and laughed. It wasn't strange for them. Since childhood they're used to of similar scenes. Their parents fighting like a Tom n jerry for them. They always felt themselves lucky to blessed loving and caring parents. Not only to get loved by one but by two mothers and two fathers.
Asmed and Humaya both hugged each other he ran his hands through her hairs and took deep sigh
" Mein choti ammi , abbu ko rokta hu" said Asmed looking towards Ayan and Humeira.
"Aur mein Badi ammi, abbu ko" said Humaya looking toward Asad and Zoya.
"AAj bhi ye log bacchhe k bacche hi hein, I LOVE MY FAMILY" both said in unison.
Hope you'll like it….pls do comments it means a lot and if you really like it dnt forget to hit like button. It helps in boosting up.
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