SS:Reminiscing mangalpur. updated! ch5. pg29.(23/09) - Page 19

Originally posted by: webuser7

Awesome update! What an anti-climax with Zoya insisting on icecream! She is such a cute child-woman! 😆

This was a fabulous update as usual👏

Originally posted by: NAVI55

This was a fabulous update as usual👏

What do you mean that it was not upto the mark???😡 I thought it was well written and both asad and zoya's inner turmoil was expressed beautifully...Loved asad's "speech" and zoya's childish antics as usual...

Ice cream and mr. khan...YUMMY🤪My imagination is overtaking my rational mind again

hiii! people!

Ohhkk so enough of asad and zoya. This chapter is completely on our sweetface dilshu ammi! Hahaha I am just kidding. Don't worry its just dilshaad's pov of how she sees asad and zoya' developing relationship. And what she thinks about both of them together. I have been alternating asad and zoya pov in the previous chapters and thought dilshad's mind wanderings would give a nice touch. So yes its obvious isn't it. Its still asya!

though i am more then miffed at the current track going on qubool hai. 😒🤔 seriously now!😡

also apologies for updating after too long, social life intrudes every time 😭

urja.

Warning : *cute moments ahead* :p well not really

chapter 5

Dilshad liked to think that maybe just maybe her children would live the dream which was so mercilessly snatched away from her. The dream to love and being loved in return.

Ohh well! She did have her son and daughter who loved her unconditionally and now, zoya.

But no matter what you have, whom you have, there's always someone who cannot be replaced. And that someone was Rashid.

She missed him, cried for him when nobody was around, but most importantly she was angry.

He had left behind a void that could never be filled. She was angry because him leaving had left a scar not just on her but her kids as well. Asad, Her son, the once mischievous and full of love had over the years become a man who was rigid as a pole. He was strong, capable of responsibilities and loved her till death but the trauma of being devoid of a father had hardened him and made him into a person who ran miles away from emotions and feelings. She wanted him to be happy, to accept the fact that in life everything cannot be controlled or supervised, for life did not always give you what you wanted. She wouldn't want him to embrace it but to understand this.

Najma is still too young, and though understood her mother's pain had not endured what Asad had at the tender age of 9.

And then comes zoya, the beautiful , perky, adorable soul. Spreading laughter and smiles wherever she goes.

She wanted asad to see that. Inspite of her own tragedies zoya never let anyone get her down. She masked her pain too well, dilshad worried about her , but couldn't do anything about it other than showering her with the love she deserved.

Yet. She had sensed a difference in zoya after her stay in Mangalpur. She could not really put a hand on it but she found zoya had been eerily cheerful, she was more fidgety and constantly on the edge glancing at the main door as if someone might spring up and strangle her.

She wondered, what is it that made her twitchy and especially what had asad got to do with the entire scenario. What had happened in mangalpur?

Asad always kept an eye on zoya, he too seemed alert and kept on glancing at zoya. Every now and then he would ask about her if she wan not present. Yes, they still bickered but then calmed down before it turned into a full blown row. Asad had become more careful about zoya.

Dilshad found it extremely strange but liked it nonetheless, though she could not comprehend the sudden change of attitudes. She needed to know how this happened and why exactly, had to find out.

She had just come back from the grocery shopping , the trip to the supermarket had rendered her tired and needed some rest. Unlocking the front door, and believing zoya would immediately make a run for the bag she held once she knew Dilshad was home . She wouldn't miss her dorritos and chocolates for anything, but to her surprise the house was unnaturally quiet. She called out for zoya, yet nobody answered.

Just then asad walked in and almost banging into dilshad, but stopping at the last moment ."Salam alaikum Ammi. what happened, why do you look so tensed?"

"Uhh asad nothing its just that I can't see zoya anywhere. Usually when I get back with all this shopping she is the first one to dig in for her favroite dorritos and chocolates! But I called out for her and there's no answer!"

Asad rolled his eyes and told her to calm down, he went towards her room and called out, all he got was a deafening silence. He checked najma's room, his own room even the terraced area but she was nowhere, fear gripped him, plethora of images reeled in front of him. Making his actions even more frantic. One last place left, the kitchen!

The moment he entered the kitchen, his blood ran cold, zoya lay partly unconscious, thrashing around the kitchen floor, Murmuring something incomprehensible...he ran to her and held her hand. She was burning and had high fever, the heat waves caused him to shudder slightly. He called for his ammi and told her to call the doctor, picking her up gently he proceeded towards the nearest room...God she has it bad, real bad. The temperature was steadfastly running high. She opened her eyes for a moment. And shut them back again.

Dilshad quickly went to get the wet cloth to wipe zoya's face.

"Zoya, Zoya please , get up. Keep your eyes open." Asad pleaded His voice almost hysterical with fear.

"Mr.khan" she whimpered slightly but did not have the energy to say anything more, he took hold of her hand and swept the hair that shrouded her forehead away. Refusing to leave her side even when the doctor arrived and checked on her.

Giving her an injection, the doctor pronounced she was in this state due to stress. He asked for them to put something cold on her to bring the temperature down and subscribed a few pills to be taken.

Dilshad immediately went to the kitchen... She panicked when she did not find any ice, but then an idea struck her. Frozen peas! Yes they would do she thought. Retrieving them from the fridge she hurried to asad's room.

"Frozen peas ???? Ammi? Really?" Asad asked increduously when she placed the packet on zoya's forehead

"Shut up asad, they work" Dilshad snapped.

"Zoya open your eyes. Keep them open beta."

Zoya felt she was engulfed in a volcano. Her throat hurt. Ears pricked with a dull thud coming from her chest but fought to open her eyes.

And spoke almost in a whisper "phuppi? peas?? Dinner's on me huh??? Managing to give out a soft smile

Asad choked out a strangled laugh, he could not believe this woman-girl. Cracking jokes at her own expense. Trust zoya to lighten the mood even when she is suffering. How he wished he could take her suffering away. Envelop her in a hug and comfort her. He gently placed a hand on her throat ,jolting at her burning skin.

"You are too hot zoya!" he exclaimed.

"Why thank you Mr.khan . I try my best! " Zoya said with a dopey grin.

Shaking his head at her dismissal of her ill state.

"You should be resting now, I will get the pills for you and ammi, can you please make soup for her ? " Asad asked dilshad getting up to go to the chemist.

"Ofcourse !" Dilshad stood up and made her way towards the door, she turned around and smiled at the scene unfolding in front of her.

Zoya looking at asad and smiling as he stood up but not yet leaving her hand. Not wanting to give up the contact just yet. Their eyes speaking millions of unspoken words.

Smiling to herself Dilshad turned around and walked to the kitchen leaving the duo .

Her doubts were confirmed , she was thankful to god that her son would finally have the happiness she wanted him to have and for what she feared since long.

Someday her son would no longer live in the shadow of the past. He will never be his father's son but his mother's pride .

Because she was sure, Zoya's Asad may not follow her, but Ms.Farooqui's , Mr.khan will never let her out of his sight.

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