Asya~ff~Nadaan Parinday~Part-9updated(page#93) - Page 8

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Part 2

A cold night at Mumbai: four season'S Hotel, Mumbai.

She entered in the vicinity of hotel in her small black shiny Chevrolet, wearing a beautiful strapless black Skirt-short empire dress. The elegant dress was sequined around her neck line. It's rich charcoal color against her milky skin, brought out the best features in her. It hung perfectly around her beautiful body, that it could easily make anyone to drop his jaws to the floor. It was strapless, which showed off her collarbones and her petite shoulders. Her curly black hairs were tied in a loose messy bun on her right side, while some loose curls were embellishing her nape and cheeks. Smoky eyes n red gloss did nothing but, enhanced her beauty by thousand times. Saying her gorgeous would be kind of understatement. She looked hot.
(SCROLL DOWN TO THE END OF POST TO HAVE A LOOK OF ZOYA'S DRESS)

With a beautiful bouquet of orchids and tulips she looked like a perfect model. She went ahead locking her car on behind. And after few seconds she realized that she forgot her clutch in car. Looking perfect and being on the time, were two things which were hard to manage for her. She got back to her, and clutched her black clutch embellished with sequins.

She used lift to reach the fifth floor of hotel. She entered in the hall, which was well decorated for dancing and dinning,, and yes ofcourse for welcome party! Party was in full swing. Late! Yes She was again late, She had gotten late again. Her eyes were searching for Mr. Khan, because if she wouldn't get to him in time, again he would feel so easy in giving her a lecture on punctuation and time management. And utmost of all: Aap ko ye post di kis nay??

After 2 or 3 minutes, two best friends at NCI, Mr. Jay (senior reporter) n Mr. Khurana (Director of engineering section) reached to Zoya n bombarded her with alot of questions,

"Welcome Miss Zoya Farooqui, Our chief guest" Mr. Khurana said in naughty and sarcastic tone.

(Mr. Khurana:
Full name: Saras Khurana
Age: 27
Post in NCI: Director of Engineering Section
A Young guy like zoya, sitting on a high post in NCI and no need to say super-talented n supercool, a close friend of zoya)

"Zoya! Look on the clock?" Jay asked,

"yeah! Its 8." She wasn't paying attention. actually, She was searching Mr. Khan,

"Ma'am Its 9 o clock now" Mr. Khurana told her in a teasing tone

"Don't tell me" she gave a look to Saras Khurana "oh great! Again I' m late, so where is he?"

"he is with Mr. chaudary and some other dignitaries, see! There!" Mr. Khurana pointed him.

He was dressed in a black satin tuxedo and was busy in conversation with some officials from government and other news channels.
(SCROLL DOWN TO THE END OF POST TO HAVE A LOOK OF ASAD'S DRESS)

"ok, wait, main abhi mil k ati hoon"

"best of luck" Mr. khurana murmured.

She gave him a confused smile n went to Mr. khan

She made her way to Mr. khan with an anxious smile.

"helloww.. Mr. Khan"

He glared at her,, with a face full of attitude

"excuse me! Will catch you later" he said to Mr. Chaudary n turned towards Zoya

"Hellow, Ms. Farooqui, to aap aa gain?"

"yeah, yeh aap k liye,"

In nervousness, she was about to give him her clutch.. but she jerked herself, O sorry Mr. Khan,, n then she presented bouquet to him. Asad smirked on her childish act,, but he managed to control himself.

"oh thank you, is ki kia zurart thi? Ap aa gain yehi kaafi tha," leg-pulling and sarcasm were evenly blended in his tone and words.

"nahi sir, actually wo.."

"traffic bohat ziada tha." He interrupted her

She smiled "Sir , actually mje kuch important calls aa gain thin raastay main phir main wo sun rhi thi to.."

"police nay rok lia?" (staring at one of the most beautiful women, he ever came across to)

"yeah!" she smiled nervously, tugging a loose strand of her curls behind her ears

"oh its ok"

"Ap ki family nhi ae?"

"aammm, nhi"

"oh great!! I mean if they had come, you would have enjoyed more, but still Enjoy,, I mean Mr. Kha.. umm.. nothing Enjoy! Have fun"

He smiled n again got busy in conversation with others

She was looking amazingly gorgeous, she sat with her friends. party was fantastic, beer bottles were spotted on the corner of hall. people in clusters sitting around the tables were either drinking or just chatting. Some were having their appetizers, while other were just surviving on Champaign n shots. The occasional drunk persons were stumbling around the dance floor on high beat thumping music.

Zoya was taken to dance floor by her friends, tanisha, rohan, pinki and tasha. she wasn't feeling easy cause being dressed in silky chiffon party dresses and acting like sophisticated ladies, was not SO ZOYA FAROOQI THING!!

she sat back to the table, when she was called by Saras Khurana,, who was sitting on the bar shelf, allocated at other corner of hall.

"oh ho, So Zoya will not drink today?"

"wait!! I am coming" walked to Saras, crossing the hall.

"oho!! Zoya! Why did you came over here? I was just joking! Drinking is not so girlish thing!"

She laughed " O! Hello, main wesy b drink karti hun, its not like that you called me, that's why I am here. Agar tum na bulatay to main 5-10 mins may aany wali hi thi, " (Still standing beside saras, with 1 hand on her waist) "Hann! Kuch Bhi"

" but jitna main krta hun utna koi nhi krta ho ga, tum ziada sy ziada shots laiti ho g, and wo bhi 4 parts, or 5??"

"Oh plz Mr. Khurana I am a drinker ok, kbhi kbhi to main itna drink karti hoon, itna drink karti hoon..k bar main sari drinks hi khatam ho jati hain." (in her own challenging style)

He laughed "I bet tumhain drinks k naam b nhi pata hun gyen"

"Shots, vine, brandy, champagne, Whisky, vodka, beer, cocktail or shanty yeh sb meri usual drinks hain is k ilawa ap k pas koi ha to batao" she pointed the waiter

"no Ma'am! Bus yehi hain" (waiter replied)

"Jo b ho, meray say zda tm drink kr hi nhi sakti"

"challenge?"

He smiled with attitude " challenge!, dekhtay hain kon zda drink karta hai."

"jo haara wo??"

"wo kal pooray office including Mr. khan ko treat day ga, with a proper announcement in central mike of NCI,, reason poori batani pray g!!"

Zoya nodded in yes

"Soch lo! Sub ko btana pray ga k tum ny mere sath drinks k liyae bet lgai thi!! Sub ko!"

"alright! Done" they shook hands

She yelled.. "To ho jaye competition?? waiter! ly ao.."

They drank, drank n drank, no body was ready to give up. They both were drinking n everybody started noticing them. Slow whispers converted into hooting!! Empty bottles were thrown in a big bed-sized box. Considering scene of the drinking competition, hotel administration dimmed the lights of hall.

When Mr. khan came back from saying good bye to one of higher authority from government, he was shocked to see the environment of the dinning hall. It was looking more like people were gathered around a boxing ring, or might be around stage of juggler. Hootings and pomping up remarks were echoing in the air from each side. He stepped forward to see what was happening there in the middle of rush!

And there he saw THE DIRECTORS OF NEWS & ENGINEERING SECTIONS,, who were drinking like there would be no tomorrow, Ms. Farooqi and Mr. Saras Khurana were sitting opposite to each other, and there was a long queue of filled and empty glasses on their either sides.

He thought she was impossible. He was staring her with sheer agony and furiousness. Waiters were shocked that both were drinking, drinking n drinking. They may need to call doctor soon, or might be they need to contact neighbor hotel for more drinks.

And then suddenly Saras Khurana started giving up.

Zoya: "aaraayY,, Saraaas!!! Aur nahi pia ja raha?? To bus kr day na!"

At last Saras Khurana stopped.

"busss! Zzzoyaa.." standing with both hands in air. "Baaas" and there he lied back on his chair,, feeling high and faint both at same time.

She literally shouted, "O waiter Bro! Mine Last drink of the night! ok?"

People were hooting on her victory,, and air was filled with loud voices of Yayyy Zoya!! Wao!!! You rock!! And there he, Mr. Khan was standing giving his all anguish looks to zoya!

Bar tender filled her glass. Putting her one leg on the table she announced, " yey!! I am the winner people" High was taking ON!

Then she moved towards the dance floor n started dancing with her friends, she wasn't in her conscious now. She asked music jockey to play high beat remixes.

She was dancing on high beat music. Tanisha, her best friend was also dancing with her. but she hadn't drink a lot, so she was somewhat in senses. Then jockey played "Mit jaye ghum from Dum maaro Dum"

Zoya was all high, playing with her messy bun, and now other people also started joining her on dance floor.

Hey, tu phir dekh raha hai
Aaj aankh sek raha hai, kal haath sekega

Pointing on Mr. Khan with winking, pouting her red glossy lips

Aaj dheel chhod raha hai, kal khud hi rokega
Aaj mere liye chair kheech raha hai, kal meri skirt kheenchega
kheenchega ke nahin huh!
Akkad bakkad bambay bo

Counting on her left fingers, while ruffling her dress with other hand

Assi nabbe poore sau
Sau rupeya ka dum jo le
Do sau hum ho udanchi

Shaking her hips along the beats,,

(phir kyun main tu kar reh tyan tu)
Unche se uncha banda, po**y pe baithe nanga
Phir kaahe ki society, saali kaahe ka paakhanda

This was enough for Mr. Khan, he had to control her, so he stepped on dance floor to bring her down the floor

Bheje se kaleje se, kalaje se kalaje se

But she did opposite of what he wanted her to do. She stopped him on the floor while holding his hand

Mit jaaye dum maroge toh jeeyoge dum maaro dum
Dum maaro dum
Mit jaaye gham
Bolo subaha sham

She was circling around him while shaking her body with the thumps of song, while he was standing still in extreme anger.

Hare Krishna hare Krishna hare Krishna Hare Ram
Dum maaro dum
Mit jaaye gham
Bolo subaha shaam
Hare Krishna hare Krishna hare Krishna Hare Ram

She continued dancing in extreme proximity with him, with their bodies touching each other. She was unintentionally arising a Man inside him, but he had to control.

(duniya ne humko diya kya
duniya se humne liya kya
hum sub ki parwah kare kyu
subne hamara kiya kya)

So he held her waist tightly, stopping her to face him. Glaring in her deep smokey eyes. His sight was outlining her glossy lips with cavernous desires. Song was still playing background

Dum maaro dum
Mit jaaye gham
Bolo subaha shaam
Hare Krishna hare Krishna hare Krishna Hare Ram

And music stopped,, people were mesmerized by the beautiful stagnant duo on the floor under spot lights. They started clapping, when Mr. Khan came back from round trip of his fantasy world, where he was kissing this beautiful girl to insanity, smudging her gloss around their lips.

Mr. Khan left the dance floor n zoya kept on standing there in a high condition. Her friend Tanisha helped her to get a seat. Few minutes back Saras Khurana.. the looser was sent to his home with his driver.

Tanisha: chal Zoya! Ghar chalein,, its 1 in night. My Mom is calling over and over again, I am already late. Dad b bouhat naraz ho rhay hain,, Chal

Zoya: Tu ja! Tani! i... loosing trail

Tanisha: Chal na! mujhay bouhat deir ho gi hai

Zoya: I would manage, tuuu jaaa

Tanisha: No Zoya!

Zoya: bola na (now in anger) I can manage meray sath wo hai

Tanisha: O,, aisa bol na! k tere sath driver b aaya hai, Sorry,.. chal car tk chor dun?

Zoya: Nahi na.. Tu jaa.. wo aata hi hoga!

Tanisha: chal theek hai,, once you get to home, and feel better, do call me.

Zoya: Ja b ab!!

Tanisha: K,, (kissed zoya good bye in her hairs)

Zoya: baba! Babayae,,

Tanisha left

Waiters were now cleaning up the space, she was sitting there in a corner of hall.

At 2 of night, Mr. Khan came back to the hall. As he left his cell phone on table in hurry. he asked the manager n manager returned his cell phone, he was about to leave he saw a table, where a girl was sitting n heading down over the table. He saw Mr. Mehta n Mr. Gupta coming towards him.

Mr. Khan asked them

"Who's she?? Our yeh abhi tak gai kyun nhi?" (right hand in pocket n pointing her with his left hand carrying cell phone)

"Sir! Yeh Ma'am Zoya Farooqui hain. Our"

He interrupted him, "to yeh abhi tk gai kyun nhi? In k driver ko bolo"

"sir yeh khudi ayen thin, apni gari py, aaj inka driver b nhi hai,, in ki gari neechay parking main hai, but yeh aisi drunken haalat main drive nhi kr sktin, our mery pas bike hai, main Mr. Gupta ko bhi chorun ga, otherwise I must have dropped her" he slowed down his conversation.

"ok, you people can go,, main handle kar laita hoon"

"thank you sir, thank you so much sir"

He went to Zoya.

"Mis Farooqui!" he called her.

She woke up n saw him.

"aap?? G? Kon?"

"Mis Farooqui party is finished now, to aap ko ghar jana chaiye"

"ghar kon sa ghar? Kis ka ghar?" she was drunk

"main ap ko ghar drop kr daita hoon, You can come with me"

She gave weak smile. N stood up, stumbling.

"main aap k sath kyun jaon g? meray pas apna ghar hai, apni gari hai, to main 1 unknown aadmi k sath ous k ghar kyun jaon?"

"I am Asad Ahmed Khan, you call me, Mr. Khan, I just joined your News channel as CEO, two days back..main aap ko aap k ghar drop kar daita hoon Miss Farooqi, or ap is waqt drive krnay ki halat main nhi hain. To main driver say keh kay drop kar daita hoon" (swabbing his hand on his forhead)

"ok, aap itna israar kar rhy hain to theek hai,, I can take chace" (winking)

She took her clutch, cell phone n keys n went with Mr. Khan..

They stepped in elevator.

"Pata hai Mr. Khan? lift meray liye bohat memorable hai." (pinning herself against 1 wall of lift)

He remained silent

"poochiyae na Kyun?"

"Hmmm.. Kyun?"

"kyun k! in my second grade mujhay elevator k spelling nhi aatay thay, Meri English ki Ma'm Miss..umm,, Miss Alka ny mujh ko stick say mar mar k spelling yaad krayae thay" waiting for Mr. khan to respond, lifting her eye brows

"Acha,, Okay"

"And you know Mr. khan! unho ny mujhay Murgha!! Oopes (putting finger on her mouth) Murghi bnaya tha"

Stepping out of lift

"And you know what Mr. Khan! there is a benefit of being girl' ... Ask what?

"What Now?" (getting irritated)

"pyaar say poochein na Mr. Khan!"

"hmmm.. ok.. Btaiyae" (making a puppy face)

They were in parking now

"Benefit ye hai k mujhay koi murgha ni bna skta!" (winking, and laughing while clapping on his hand)

"Okay, get into the car" (his driver was waiting by his Silver glossy Aston Martin)

"Mr. Khan! Look! Kitna awesome weather hai, can we have a walk now?"

"Look Miss farooqi! I feel like it's going to rain, we have to get to home before clouds break out"

"Plz Mr. Khan! Sirf 5 minutes ki walk hai to my house, to if u don't mind hum walk kar k chalain?" (aking puppy face,)

"ok, main driver ko bol daita hoon, he will wait here for me"

PRECAP:

WALK, RAIN, SONG & FIRST KISS...

(Zoya's n Asad's attires in the welcome party!!)

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