CHAPTER 2THE FIRST MEET
Soon the shop owner came at the counter with a bottle in his hand.
"I am sorry, there's only one bottle remaining."
"I will take it", was the reply heard from both of them.
"Well, there's only one bottle remaining.", repeated the shop owner.
"Even I am repeating that I am buying it", again there were two voices heard.
The shop owner remained confused at this utter confusion of theirs, who will buy what.
"Can't you keep any extra stock?", zoya took over the shop owner now. Meanwhile grabbing this rare opportunity the man took the bottle and paid the bill.
"ohh hello...How could you buy it??", Zoya now shifted her attention to her so turned foe.
"well lady I paid and bought it. Now its mine." was the rude reply that she received.
"Do you even know whom you are talking to?" zoya's temper was now rising.
He nodded his head in a NO. This made her shout," I AM ZOYA FAROOQI."
" Great nice to meet you", was his cold reply and he turned to go. Zoya again caught hold of him by her yelling.
"You don't even know how to respect people who are new in your city. Mannerless creature!!."
These words now surely provoked the person in front of her to backfire her.
He turned back to face her removing his glasses glared at her.
Shivers ran down her spine when she saw that look on his face.
She backed when he approached towards her.
" What do you know of bhopal? What do you know of the people here? We respect those who respect us. Command respect do not demand it. In india we believe in 'atithi devo bhava'. So please don't allow me to insult you."
The air was too hot here while zeenat and anwar could also feel the heat of bhopal. zeenat was now losing her patience, it was too long that they had arrived and no sign of their host for the day. Whereas anwar was curious as to what zoya was cooking up. He could see her near the shop from the place where he stood. Looking at his worried expression zeenat questioned him to which he simply pointed his finger to the place where zoya had welcomed a new trouble for herself.
"Allah miyan, not again!!!", was all zeenat could manage. She knew her sister very well. Zoya was always the one who found trouble for herself and if not the trouble would come and hug her.
" I think we should go and see what's happening there", anwar was not interested in having any more hurdles here.
Zeenat and anwar paced towards these enemies to end up the war.
"Hey all's well?", anwar asked patting zoya's shoulder. This sudden interference meant a halt in the fight.
Anwar and zeenat stared at the stranger while zoya backed out. Instead of any conversation between them the stranger smiled at anwar.
Taken aback at such a quick friendly gesture anwar asked," Do I know you?"
To which the stranger simply replied,"yes bhaijaan."
Anwar shrieked with excitement, "oh lord, asad. So you finally reached my height huh!!" anwar was rashid's friend but he was quite young as compared to rashid. So he had always called rashid as bhai and asad had always imitated this by calling anwar as bhaijaan.
zoya was stunned at their interaction. Her mouth opened in a complete O shape, she was in a complete disbelief that her foe was their host.
Asad then greeted zeenat. Anwar turned to introduce zoya. "Asad this is zoya, zeenat's sister. Zoya this is asad ahmed khan."
Both of them coldly shook their hands with each other. " Nice to meet you.", asad said cordially to which zoya nodded,"same here".
Asad took his guests to his car. within a minute they left for their house.
Zoya and asad constantly exchanged bitter looks through the rear view mirror.
Well yes this meet was something that no one would dream to have. They were the people with an equal amount of passion, ferociousness and alike thinking but what differed was their outlook and approach.
What will happen when their passion collides? will that result in a world war 3 or pave a way for their love story?
TO KNOW MORE STAY TUNED TO ASYA AND THEIR TWINS.
NOTE: M SORRY GUYS!!!! FOR LATE UPDATES BUT MY SHEETS AND PROJECTS ARE TAKING A TOLL OVER ME. WILL UPDATE AS POSSIBLE. SAME FOR OTHER WORKS...😊
Edited by janhavi.bhat - 12 years ago
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