OS: Crazy Little Wishes

'Mr Khan...seriously I was only 16...an age when every girl starts to think and dream of who her husband will be one day...what he would look like and what he would do for her' Asad looked at her bewildered '16?...you have to be kidding me...you girls start thinking about marriage from then...wow' Zoya snatched the piece of paper out of Asad's hand 'it may seem crazy to you...but then again these are crazy wishes...little things that I wanted...but I know Mr Khan nobody always gets what they want...so now if you excuse me I have some beauty sleep to catch up on'. Zoya walked off leaving Asad secretly smiling to himself 'they may be crazy Zoya but they are your wishes and I will do everything to fulfil them, after everything I put you through this is the least I can do' he said to himself before he headed off towards his room

Asad put up a copy of Zoya's list in his cupboard titled 5 days to fulfil 5 crazy wishes. He read hem out to himself again as if they had become his new mantra

No. 1 - A Red Rose everyday

No. 2 - A Romantic walk under the Stars hand in hand

No. 3 - A Romantic dinner for two at the best Italian restaurant in town

No. 4 - Stand up and declare his love for me through the most romantic song

No. 5 - ????

'Well they all seem simple and straight forward but what on earth is number five' he wondered as he scratched his head. Asad phoned up he local florist and asked for afresh single rose to be delivered for Zoya everyday until further notice starting from tomorrow.

Asad started to put into motion his plans for the next five days. He booked a table for two in one of Bhopal's finest Italian pizzeria. Number 2 was ok he just needed to make sure that Zoya would go out with him, he would take her to the same place where they once unintentionally wished for each other, under the meteor shower. Number 4 was definitely one to think about, singing wasn't a problem Asad was naturally gifted in that department it was the choice of song and secondly where was he going to get an audience to stand up in front of? And then there was the mysterious number 5, he had four days to find out what that was.

Asad didn't want to make what he was doing obvious so he spent most of the day at work and the rest avoiding Zoya. Something that Zoya picked up on 'I bet Mr Khan thinks I'm an immature twat...that's why he is avoiding me' she pouted to herself 'I told him not to open it, not to read it...I was only 16, Ya Allah why did you have to make me so crazy' she said looking up. Zoya went to join he rest of the family for dinner as she sat down she looked towards Asad who was bus piling his plate up with food. Asad could see her from the corner of his eye he knew very well how she was feeling and felt bad himself but it was just this one night to pass by and then hopefully he will have done everything she ever wanted to make her happy.

'Zoya what's wrong beta you seem to be playing with your food more than eating it' Dilshad said, Zoya looked up to Dilshad then met eyes with Asad who looked at her intently 'Phoopi I am not really hungry...I think I'll just go to my room' Zoya was talking to Dilshad but had her gaze fixed on Asad and before Asad could say anything Zoya got up and left. Asad couldn't help himself, he took a fresh plate of food and went to see Zoya 'Miss Farooqui can I come in' Zoya turned around 'Mr Khan I think you will find yourself already in' Asad looked around him to see where he was standing and Zoya was right had already entered her room 'um...actually...you didn't eat so I brought you something to eat' Zoya didn't respond nor did she turn around, she felt extremely foolish, she really wished that Asad hadn't found that stupid list. Asad waited a few seconds before he walked up to her he took he by the forearm and led her to the bed,Zoya kept her eyes on his face as she let him lead her 'sit' he simply said and she obliged.

As she sat down close to him her heart started to beat out of sync, she found herself drawn in and totally lost in his beautiful brown eyes. Eyes that spoke a hundred words, expressed hundreds of unsaid and unfelt emotions, they truly were mesmerising. Keeping his eyes engaged with hers Asad picked up the spoon and brought it to her mouth, Zoya opened her mouth slightly as she took in the spoon full of rice. Asad kept bringing the spoon up and Zoya kept opening her mouth, what she was failing to do in the process was actually chewing the food an swallowing it, it was only when she started chocking that they both came to their senses 'Miss Farooqui' Asad called out as he placed the plate on the side and started to rub her back 'are you ok?' He asked with concern, Zoya had managed to control her coughing fit, she wiped her face that was all wet from the tears her chocking had caused. Asad still had his hand on her back unconsciously rubbing it in soft circular motions 'Mr Khan I am ok now I don't need to be patted anymore' Asad looked at Zoya confused, she then pointed towards his arm that was around her 'oh...I'm sorry...' 'it's ok...thanks for the food' she smiled at him genuinely, it didn't take long for Zoya to forget why she was ever upset with Asad in the first place, there was always something about his presence that made her forget all her pain and sorrows. Asad stood up 'luckily feeding you wasn't one of your wishes...if it had been I would have just failed miserably...total disaster' Zoya started giggle as she also got up 'Mr Khan...you must think I'm really silly' 'not at all Zoya...you get some rest I'll see you in he morning...good night'.

The next morning Zoya woke up to the continuous noise of he door bell 'Ya Allah...who is it at this time of the morning...and why the hell is no one answering the door...tamatar...phoopi' she called out as she dragged herself out of the bed 'ok ok I'm coming' Zoya opened the door to find a young boy standing there smiling from ear to ear 'are you just going to stand there a continue to smile like an idiot or are you going to tell me what it is you want?' The boys smile disappeared within a fraction of a second 'um...ma'am this is for you' the boy held out the most beautiful deep red rose Zoya had ever seen it was beautifully wrapped, Zoya's eyes widened 'for me...really? From who?' She squealed as she took it from him, Zoya quickly turned the note around to see who it was from. The note read

'A rose so red will surely be blessed to be compared to someone as beautiful as you. A rose a day that will forever remain to show you how little wishes can come true...forever yours from this day on. Asad'

Zoya read and re read the note a million times and every time she read it a new wave of tears formed. She couldn't believe that her emotionally challenged Akdu Ahmed Khan was capable if such sweetness, she realised that what he had just done was fulfilled her first wish. Zoya held the rose against her chest as she made her way to his room. Asad had been expecting her he stood up and faced her as she slowly walked towards him. She held the rose out in front of him 'this is so beautiful...I really can't believe it Mr Khan...thank you so much' Asad gave her a faint smile as he leaned in against her ear, as soon as Zoya felt the warmth of his breath brush against her she felt her heart race out of control.

Asad whispered in her ear 'it is beautiful because you are beautiful Zoya, from today you will be getting a rose a day exactly as you wished for' Asad moved back to see Zoya's eyed shut tight, her lips were trembling, she looked so breath taking even in all her nervous state, Asad could have quite easily just stood there taking in every bit if her but he knew that he couldn't...not just yet. 'Miss Farooqui...' He called out making her jump a little 'as much as I would really live to stand here all day...and trust me I would...I actually do have to go to work' Zoya smiled shyly, she knew he was teasing her 'well Mr Khan...off you go then...hope you have a good day' she said back mimicking his tone, with that she turned on her heel and walk back towards her room. As Zoya left the room Asad opened his cupboard and ticked of the first of her five wishes.

'Anyone for coffee?' Zoya shouted from the kitchen, Asad took this as his chance to ask Zoya out or tomorrow. 'Um...Miss Farooqui I would...I mean I...' Zoya looked at Asad strangely 'Mr Khan...it's ok it's not like I haven't made you coffee before, why you hesitating so much...you go and sit, I'll bring it over?' Asad rolled his eyes shut in his own frustration 'no...I mean yes thank you but it's not what I came to ask you for...Miss Farooqui will you keep tomorrow evening free please, there is somewhere I would like to take you' Zoya stopped in her tracks upon hearing what Asad had just said 't..take me...where Mr Khan?' 'Well it's kind of a surprise...will you...I mean come with me?' Zoya smiled as she held his cup of coffee in front of him 'of course I willMr Khan...I'll be ready for when you want me'.

The next morning Zoya was woken up by the same constant ringing of the doorbell, she opened the door to see the same young boy standing before her smiling like a clown 'Miss Zoya Faooqui...this is for you' Zoya looked own at his hands he was holding another deep red rose, Zoya's tired face lit up instantly 'thank you' she said as she took it from him. She turned the little note over to read what Asad had written his time.

' Your beautiful smile, you little blush, your hypnotising eyes complete my days and invade my nights. Your crazy poems and zest for life, your little giggles and never ending nibbles are what makes every day special, you give living life a whole new meaning. Asad'

'Was this guy for real...where was he coming out with all of this from?' Zoya wondered, but then again she couldn't complain she was finally getting to see a more sensitive side of Asad one that she was loving too much.

Zoya stood by the living room all ready for Asad to take her where ever he had planned to.

Asad came and stood close behind her he placed his hand on either side of her shoulders and stroked the length of her arms, Zoya closed her eyes trying to take in every bit of his warm touch, the sensation he caused was creating a whirlwind of raw emotions. Asad leaned into her hair as if he was kissing it 'you ready Zoya?' His soft whisper made her shiver, not trusting her voice she nodded, Asad let go of her arms and went to stand in front of her 'lets go'.

As soon as Asad parked up Zoya recognised where they were, she jumped out of the jeep and ran into the open space laughing, she opened out her arms and twirled letting the breeze caress her hair and kiss her soft skin. Asad looked at her in awe, there couldn't have been a more perfect sight. 'Mr Khan...this is so beautiful' Zoya said as she took in a deep breath and looked up to the star filled sky. Asad came and stood beside her he couldn't take his eyes of her forever smiling face, he slowly extended his hand and placed it over hers. Zoya looked down at his hand then into his emotion filled eyes, Asad smiled at her which she reciprocated, she open her hand and let Asad entwine his fingers with hers and as soon as he did she held his hand as tight as she could. Asad stepped towards her he reached up to her face with his free hand and pushed back the strand of hair that so carelessly swayed across her face 'a walk under the stars...shall we?' Zoya gave him a love filled smile and nodded. Hand in hand Asad and Zoya walked the length of the open hill side a number of times, their little conversations, their laughter and romantic eye locks truly blew Zoya away. 'Thank you so much Mr Khan, I have no words to express how happy I am...everything is just so...so magical'.

Zoya couldn't sleep every moment of the star filled night invaded her thoughts, she knew she was smiling like a fool but she didn't care, she was on cloud nine and had no intention of coming down anytime soon.

Zoya picked up her third rose she held it close to her as she did a happy dance all the way back to her room. Zoya thought back to her list, she laughed at her own childish mentality 'gosh I really did live in a dream world...to many Disney stories I think' she laughed to herself. She remembered her list 'hmmm Mr Khan and pizza...no chance he hates pizza...lets see how he plays this one' she thought to herself. What Zoya didn't realise was that Asad had planned to fulfil all her wishes all together, and once these were done they could start all over again.

To keep it a surprise Asad roped in Najma's help, she had asked Zoya to join her on the pretext that she needed to go shopping, Zoya could never say no to an all girls shopping trip so joined her. Zoya made her way to where Najma said she was going to be but instead of Najma what stood before her was Adonis himself, Asad clad in a black suit. Zoya was awestruck she shamelessly checked him out from top to bottom, her intense gaze almost made Asad blush. 'Mr Khan...what are you doing here...wh...where is tamatar?' Asad took her hand in his 'Najma called you her for me Miss Farooqui...you are not here for shopping' 'I'm not?' She managed to say audibly 'nope...you are her for this' Asad pointed across the road. Once Zoya realised what he was pointing she let out a gasp 'pizza' she looked at Asad's amused eyes 'yep...pizza' 'b...but you hate pizza' 'not anymore'. Zoya squeezed his hand, she was too stunned to say anything appreciative.

'Mr Khan I feel like I am going to go crazy...you really are spoiling me, I don't think I will be able to take so much happiness in one go' Asad reached across the table and held her hand 'Zoya, if I spent the rest of my life spoiling you, showering you with every happiness it wouldn't be enough' Zoya rarely found herself unable to say anything and in the last here days this was probably the hundredth time where she found herself dumbstruck.

Zoya went to pick up her fourth rose she eagerly opened the attached card which read

'If I could ask my lord for anything today it would be to start my life with you over again, I would ask for you to be with me for the rest of my life here and beyond. I am because you are, for as long as I have you Zoya I have everything one could be blessed with'

Zoya wiped her tears of happiness away 'this can't be real...it has to be a dream...' Zoya looked up 'Ya Allah if this is a dream I never want to wake up and if this really is real then...please never let it end'.

'Zoya' Dilshad called out 'jee phoopi' Zoya answered as she made her way to the kitchen 'beta, I will need you to help me, Asad has invited a few people over for dinner, Najma has gone to college and I have so much to do' 'of course phoopi, you just let me know what to do'

After laying out a lavish spread of a dozen different kinds of food Zoya went to get changed, Dilshad had asked her to wear something more traditional. Zoya took out a beautiful black saree with a red undercurrent. As guests started to arrive Asad introduced Zoya to them, he had his manager and his partner there a few business associates, he had also invited Ayaan, Humera and Nikhat. Although there were only a few select people present the dinner party was a joyous affair. On cue Ayaan brought out Asad's guitar 'bhaijaan seeing you have come out of your shell a little, why don't you come out some more and sing for us' Asad winked at Ayaan and took the guitar from him. The ladies of the house looked at him in disbelief 'Ammi pinch me...this has to be a dream...bhaijaan is really going to sing?' Najma said wide eyed.

Asad took the stool and sat facing everyone he pulled a few chords and started humming, he looked up at Zoya who sill looked like she had been given an electric shock. Asad lifted his hand slightly and pointed his finger out to her 'this one Miss Farooqui is for you' Zoya held on to Ayaan's arm for support 'its official Asad Ahmad Khan has gone mad' she whispered to him. Asad poured his heart and soul out to Zoya, a song that reiterated his exact thoughts and feelings, that simply said 'tum hi ho meri zindagi'. Zoya was completely bowled over as Asad continued to hypnotise her with his angelic voice he came and held his hand out to her, which she took instantly. Asad led her out to the front and twirled her around making her fall back against him. Zoya gasped as he whispered the last line of the song against her ear. Zoya's whole body felt like it was on fire, her heart was beating so fast she was sure that by the end of it she will have had a fractured rib cage. Everyone stood up clapping and cheering, realising the position they were in Asad quickly moved back and smiled in appreciation towards everyone.

Zoya sat in the garden her heart could take no more the last four days of her life had been perfect. As she sat sipping her coffee she felt a presence behind her, she didn't need to turn around to know who it was. 'When Allah wills no one can deny, only he knows what is best for us...and you know what I will never be able to thank Him enough for bring me you Mr Khan' Asad could tell she was crying, as she didn't turn around. Asad went and sat beside her he reached for her hand and held it in his 'Zoya...the one thing I have learnt is that Allah doesn't give you the people you want he gives you the people you need, to help you, to be with you, to love you and make you the person you are meant to be...for me you are that person Zoya...we have both been through a lot not only over the last few months but over the span of our lives...and with you I believe we can step forward and leave all those bad memories all the sorrows behind...Zoya I don't ever want to find myself waiting for the perfect moment, with you I want to take every moment and make it perfect'. Zoya met Asad's teary eyes and as she did her own tears escaped 'Mr Khan the time I have spend with you especially in this last week...every moment, every minute and very second has been perfect...thank you for everything'

Asad cleared his throat 'not everything Miss Farooqui, I still need to know what wish number five was' Zoya's mouth dropped a little as she remembered what her wish was. 'N...nothing Mr Khan...I hadn't thought that far ahead...which is why I never wrote anything down...' Zoya looked away, lying was definitely not her forte 'really Miss Farooqui is that why you can't look me in the eye and say that...' Asad stood up, still holding her hand he pulled her up too 'tell me Zoya...there is nothing I wont do for you' Zoya started to turn red she could feel the heat emanate from her rosy red cheeks 'nothing Mr Khan' Zoya said as she tried to get away 'not so fast Zoya' Asad pulled her back Zoya's heart started to flutter again how could she possibly tell Asad what her last wish was 'ummm...how about I tell you tomorrow' she said 'Zoya, it is tomorrow look its nearly one in the morning' he said pointing towards the clock inside.

'Mr Khan...please I can't...you have done so much for me already...and to be honest these wishes are nothing compared to you, I have you in my life what more could I possibly ask for' Asad stepped closer to her he gently stroked her cheek with the back of his hand 'maybe so...but I sill want to know' Zoya closed her eyes 'Mr Khan I c...' Asad took both of her hands in his and rested them against his chest 'Zoya please...tell me' his sweet voice and encapsulating eyes were melting Zoya away. Zoya lowered her head and quickly mumbled something 'excuse me...what was that?' Asad asked genuinely Zoya let out the breath she was holding she closed her eyes and again quickly mumbled something to him 'Zoya how on earth am I suppose to understand what you are saying if you talk like that...now stop playing games and just tell me'.

Zoya looked deep into his eyes as if she was looking for the strength or courage she needed to say what she was thinking out loud, she stepped back and finally spoke. Number five was to give me my first kiss' Zoya didn't wait for Asad to react she quickly turned around and placed her hand on her heart trying to soothe away the erratic beat. Asad who was smiling from ear to ear walked around her and stood just a few inches away in front of her.

Asad cupped Zoya's face 'open your eyes Zoya' Zoya opened her eyes to his passion filled ones staring right back at her 'Zoya I promised to fulfil every one of your wishes no matter how crazy you felt they were...this one I can only do with your consent' Zoya held onto his forearm as she felt her legs go weak. Everything from within her was screaming yes kiss me but she couldn't move nor speak. Asad inched forward bringing his lips closer to hers, she could feel the warm air that escaped his mouth merge with hers, she was truly going to lose every ounce of control. Asad waited patiently for her to give him a sign to say yes. And she did exactly that Zoya met Asad half way she also inched her lips towards him and as soon as she did Asad claimed her soft lips, he kissed her softly, with so much care and tenderness, something that started of so innocent so pure turned into a passionate embrace, one they would never forget.

5 crazy little wishes...we're fulfilled in 5 crazy days.