Location : Bhopal, MP.
Character Sketch :
Asad Ahmed Khan - A Psychology professor. A new addition to St. Martins faculty. A typical Akdu Ahmed Khan personality like our akdu in the initial days of QH.
Zoya Faaroqui - A student at St. Martins. She is the only daughter of Gaffur Siddiqui, the Chief Minister of Madhya Pradesh. She is a bubbly, charming, beautiful girl, full of life but the people who can see through her know that it is all a facade. Close to zoya's character in the show too. Her one quality that stands out - She is a BRAT and a bomb for self destruction.
Ayaan - Zoya's not-so-awesome boy friend. Not related to Asad in any way. Ayaan is the son of one of the wealthiest businessmen in Bhopal. His father is Gaffur Siddiqui's close friend too.
Tanveer - An English Professor at St. Martins. She is not the same bitch in this story. But she is not an angel too. I mean seriously.. Tanveer and an angel? "Installs puking emoticon here*
Najma - Zoya's BFF. Not related to Asad in any way.
Gaffur Siddiqui - Zoya's father and the CM of MP. One of the most influential people in India. His wife, zainab, died in a fire mishap and he married Razia. Zoya is his only legitimate daughter and he had no kids with Razia. He never loved Zainab and married her only for his political gains. But he loves zoya more than his life and craves for her love every single day of his life.
Dadi - The only person zoya truly loves and respects.
Back story -
Zainab's death story is similar to the one in the show. Zoya knows that she lost her mother in a fire mishap but she was saved by an unknown man and then her father married another woman. But she also feels that her mom died due to her father's ignorance. Little did she know that her father was responsible for the fire in the first place since zainab came to know about his wrong-doings and wanted to expose him. She was 8 years old when zainab died and had a rough childhood with Razia, her step-mother. As she grew up, she became a rebellious and stubborn woman but the sweet, simple, innocent zoya was still somewhere inside her.
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The first day at St. Martins College, Bhopal.
Life took a surprisingly pleasant turn for zoya since she moved out of her father's mansion and started living in a college dorm room. She was liking the new found freedom, new people but mostly she was loving the fact that she no longer had to live with a certain Gaffur Siddiqui and was not under any obligation to follow his orders. He and his wife can leave in peace and so can she. Finally.
Najma : " Hey Bestie! Only you can be late for your first lecture. Its not high school anymore, sweetheart", she giggled as zoya walked into the classroom and sat beside her.
Zoya : " Oh shut up! I think I'm still early since the professor is no where to be seen. And I missed you, tomato. How is everyone at home?", she hugged her best friend.
Najma : " Okay, you're not calling me tomato in college too. It was a high school thing. And everyone's fine. They have asked me to drag you home if you don't visit them soon."
Zoya : " Haha, I'll visit them over the weekend. I miss your mom's food so much, Tomato. And you don't like that name, Tomato? I think it suits you well, tomato. And there is so much high school history associated with that name, tomato", she teased najma till she banged her head on her desk.
The professor entered the room and the1 hour long " How-is-this-useful" lecture started. Towards the end, the professor informed the students about the new psychology professor and asked them to go meet him in his office for some first day assessments.
Najma : " I really hope this new professor is not like him. This one hour lecture with Prof. Sharma was a torture", she was bored out of her mind.
Zoya : She took her headphones out, " What?", she didn't hear a single word of what the professor said in the past 1 hour but saw Najma mumbling something.
Najma : " You had headphones on? Are you mad? What if the professor saw? You could have been in trouble on your first day."
Zoya : " Chill tomato, I know how to hide the earphones under my hair. Now, tell me what were you saying?"
Najma : " You are impossible. Anyway, we need to go meet a new PSY professor for some assessment. His office is in Room 1125. You go and meet him. I have to go to the library first. I'll see you in the cafeteria later."
Zoya : " Okie dokie", she left the classroom and went to meet some Prof. Khan in room 1125.
Professor Asad Ahmed Khan's Office :
Zoya knocked and entered his office only to be stopped dead in her tracks. Damn! HE is the psychology professor? Like seriously? He looks like a model out of a GQ magazine. Those broad shoulders, that chiseled jaw, and I bet there is a washboard stomach under that shirt of his. And that sexy stubble, it is just begging to be licked and caressed and licked. God! That stubble... I just want to... " Shut up, zoya. just shut up. He is a professor for heaven sake. Keep your dirty thoughts off him", her inner voice scolded her. She sighed and moved across the room and introduced herself to the new professor.
Prof Khan : " Hello Zoya. Please take a seat. This assessment shouldn't take long", he said with a smile.
Zoya : God! His voice is so smooth like velvet. And the way his sexy jaw moves when he talks and the way his lips curl when he smiles... Get a grip zoya, get a grip. " Umm.. Sure. Thank you, Sir", she managed but calling that man 'Sir' just sucked big time.
Prof Khan : " So zoya, why are you interested in studying psychology?", he asked the first question for the general assessment.
Zoya : " I'm actually very interested in learning about the role of mental functions in individuals and social behavior. Learning about perception, cognition, attention, emotion, phenomenology, motivation, brain functioning, personality, behavior and interpersonal relationships really fascinates me", she word-puked everything she read in the syllabus for the course.
Prof Khan : " And if you have to put it in simple words, you'd say?", he raised his eye brows and demanded a different answer from her.
Zoya : What? A simpler answer? Its not like I can tell him that psychology is just an optional subject and now I'm all the more inclined to take the subject seriously since he will be teaching it. God! The way he raised that eye brow and the frown line that appeared on his forehead. Think zoya, think. He is staring now. " Umm.. I guess I am interesting in learning about people and why they behave the way they behave."
Prof Khan : He smiled and wrote something in his file. " I see you have listed psychology as an additional subject here. So what are you actually interested in?"
Zoya : " Umm... I...I actually like psychology. But just took it as an elective this year to see if I do well in the course. I'll definitely take higher level psychology courses if I ace this class", she again managed with a little fumbling here and there. How am I supposed to tell him that I'm a computer geek and this psychology elective was added by the administration department since I left the optional subject field blank. But now that I think about it, I'm so glad I didn't give them a preference. God! Seeing that face everyday? College just became more interesting. " Zoya you already have a lot going on in your life. Please don't mess it up further", her inner voice reprimanded her again.
Prof Khan : " So you mentioned you are interested in learning about people and why they behave in a particular way. Would you like to share an experience where you didn't understand someone's behavior and what you thought about it or how you reacted to the situation?"
Zoya : " Is that a part of the questionnaire?", she asked with a stern voice.
Prof Khan : " No but as a psychologist myself, It intrigues me to know how students think and how they analyze situations. A good psychologist makes a judgement only when the claim is supported by strong evidence. They are skeptical, open-minded, self-aware, tolerant, ethical and generous.
Zoya : Blah blah and more blah. I wish I can tell him that i don't give two hoots about the damn subject but then I don't want to miss his class everyday. Plus with whatever crap he just said, he seems smart too. Aaahhh... Hotness and smartness in one package. Not bad. Not bad at all. " Zoya, answer all his questions quickly and get your ass out of that door", her inner voice literally blasted her this time. " Okay, okay", she told her inner voice agitatedly but this time she said it aloud.
Prof Khan : He smiled and shook his head, " Well, I'm glad you got the point. So, do you want to share any such experience with me?"
Zoya : " Ummm... that was for... never mind... I actually don't have any memory of a particular " psychological" experience professor", she stressed on psychological and made quotation marks in the air emphasizing her point . He can be stubborn too.
Prof Khan : " Well, in that case, its safe to assume that you don't like talking about past experiences and unconventional people since its nearly impossible to not have a memory of, as you said, "psychological" experiences.
Zoya : " How can you be so sure of that?", she was not liking his judgmental nature a bit.
Prof Khan : " I am the professor here, zoya", he said with a tinge of arrogance in his voice.
Zoya : " I actually have another class to attend, Sir. I was wondering if there are more questions", she again stressed on Sir mocking him indirectly. What a judgmental ass? Fine he is a psychologist but its not like he can read my mind.
Prof Khan : " Of course, zoya. We're almost done here. Just one more thing. Please distribute these assignments in your class and inform your classmates that the deadline to submit the assignment is next Monday.
Zoya : " Sure, Sir. What's the assignment about?"
Prof Khan : " You all need to write a dissertation describing an unusual experience you faced in your past and how you analyzed the situation", he said while standing up.
Zoya : Jackass professor! Is he for real? And did I just see him smirk? God! Going through this bull crap just to see that gorgeous face every day? Shit man! Can i just drop the class? Ummm.. but all the other professors are old boring freaks too and not to forget their oversized belly's. " Yes, Sir. May I leave now?"
Prof Khan : " Yes, zoya. I'll see you in the next class", he said in an authoritative tone.
After her first encounter with the new professor, Zoya felt that he definitely looked like Mr. Enigmatic with those dark brooding eyes swimming with secrets. He had this mysterious air about him. She mumbled a few curses under her breath and left his office.
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