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3rd OS in the last 6 days. I've literally posted an OS every second day this week ! 😆 Anyway this one's very close to my heart as the very first OS I wrote had its title "Realisations" So please shower your love on this one ! It will make my day !
This one's for all my amazing readers (who I seriously hope aren't fed up of me already 😆) on the super-cute AsYa precap. And it is dedicated to asyaforlife aka Diya for the cute, sweet, awesome, amazing comments that made me smile like an idiot for the whole day ! I love you baby ❤️
P.S. To all the lovely students preparing for exams, for one, I empathise 🤗 I'm in the same situation Gotta study 200 pages of EEE for tomorrow's test 😕 : This one's long...I think 😆 So please read when you're free !
Zoya sat there on sofa in the living room. Beside her dropped Najma. Zoya knew she could not break down, not now atleast. She tried to comfort Najma as much as she could and succeeded in making her stable enough to go and sleep peacefully for tonight. She promised her she'd take care of Asad. Only, she didn't know how.
As she thought about the whole day, whole investigation again, she realised that unknowingly, they had come quite close. Not once during the investigation had he been outright rude to her as before. The times he wasn't exactly nice either were times when she had seen concern in his eyes. He had been angry because he cared about her. She did not know why that simple thought made her heart run like it had participated in a horse race.
The other thing she realised was that in the whole Gudiya Factory Ki Saazish Pardafash Mission, neither her Jahapana Bond nor his Ms. Bond had eaten anything all day. She might have gobbled up some chips in her room in the morning, but she was sure her Jahapana hadn't had anything to eat at all. So she filled a plate with biscuits and made coffee for him. Najma had said that the door to his room was locked, and he refused to open it. So she had only one option.
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He did not know what had happened. He did not know what he had done. Or rather, he did not know why he had done what he had done. He couldn't understand what to do. He did not know what he wanted to do. He couldn't understand anything. Raghu's call ringing on that man's mobile, his Ammi being shot, that man over the grave of a person, his Ammi saving that man, the pain in his Ammi's eyes for all these years, everything had kept on replaying in his head. He was so restless, so angry that he had broken anything and everything that he could pick up. Zoya had then cleared it up for him. And then Ammi's slap.
He was sitting at the base of the sofa with his legs up against his chest and hands crossed on his knees, staring ahead at nothing in particular. Like his phone's vibration, he failed to notice the sound at his back. Moments later, Zoya was sitting right beside him, legs crossed, with a plate of biscuits in one hand, and a cup of coffee in the other. Had he not known better, he'd have just concluded that the window was but made as an exclusive entry for her and Ayaan. He knew she was there. But he hadn't turned. He was in no mood to talk to anybody. Heck, he was hardly aware of what he wanted in the moment !
"Mr.Khan, please kuch kha lijiye." She held the plate full of biscuits in front of his face. On not getting any reaction, she withdrew the plate and replaced it with tge cup of coffee. "Accha ye nai to aapki favourite coffee to pee lijiye !" she said. He pushed the cup away, spilling some of it. And for once, he didn't care about the spilled coffee. He noticed Zoya withdrew the cup and shuffled in her place with a cute pout.
"Ye aapne thik nahi kiya Mr.Khan !"
Great. He thought. Ab ye bhi aa gayi mujhe sahi aur galat samjhane. Isi ki kami thi! He groaned internally, waiting for her to start her lecture on his decision to get Rashid arrested. But like always, she surprised him.
"Mr.Khan, agar aapko coffee nahi peeni thi to aap nahi peete. Girane ki kya zarurat thi? Main pee leti! Par nai, aapko to bas ek mauka chahiye mujhe taane marne ka ! Ab aap kahenge ke ye coffee maine girayi." Asad looked at her in disbelief. But Zoya being Zoya was so engrossed in her talks that she was completely unaware of his look. "Aur phir aap shuru ho jaayenge ke main kitni irresponsible hoon, cheeze thik se nahi rakhti, koi kaam thik se nai kar sakti.." She carried on talking with elaborate hand movements and a series of expressions from cutely irritated to mock smiles.
Asad never realised when a slight smile adorned his lips as he sat there lost in the pretty girl blabbering beside him. Neither did he realise when all his insecurities, worrys and pain had vanished, even if just for a while, as he let himself lose in those big expressive eyes.
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Zoya was looking here and there as she complained .But as soon as her eyes landed on Asad, she stopped in her tracks. Froze, rather. There she was, hands in mid air, mouth open and eyes as wide as saucers. She knew she must have made quite a sight. But all she could see was that little smile playing on her Jahapana's lips. But the more soothing fact was that she could see it's reflections in his eyes. Her Jahapana was smiling. Because of her. Because she was...complaining?
Her hands came down and her face now had a big frown. "Mr.Khan, aap has rahe hai ? Main yahaan complain kar rahi hoon aur aap has rahe hain ?" She saw his smile become a little more pronounced as he lifted the cup of coffee to his lips. Her heart skipped a beat. But she ignored it and continued. "Yahaan comedy film chal rahi hai kya ? Main itni der se aapse shikayat kar rahi hoon aur aap hai ke koi jawaab hi nahi ? Bas haste jaa rahe hai aur coffee peete jaa rahe hai. Kyun ? Ab kya hua ? Coffee nai peeni thi na aapko to ?" She fumed and he grinned.
"You're right. Comedy film hi chal rahi hai. And I'm enjoying it with coffee." He said, raising the cup slightly.
"Haawww !" Zoya made the :O face.
Asad smiled at her antics. "Main nahi peeta to aap peeti ye coffee ? Black aur kadvi ? Mere jaisi?"
In her impromptu reaction, Zoya forgot to think before she spoke. "Arre nahi ! Aap to mere Jahapana Six - Packs supersweet hain !" Both looked at each other in disbelief. And as soon as Zoya recovered, she said "sar-sarcastic remar-remark tha Mr. Khan, itna bhi nahi samajhte !" And started looking here and there avoiding his eyes, unaware he was doing the same.
She was still cursing herself in the head for saying that when she heard a quiet "Aapne kuch khaaya ?" She looked up in surprise and saw that same caring look in his eyes. She tried to lie but as she was looking in his eyes, she failed miserably. She said a faint "haan" while her head shook of its own accord. He picked the plate of biscuits up and offered it to her. "Please" was all he said. She picked one up and put if in her mouth, looking away.
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It was only after she saw that glint in her eye when he smiled that he realised she was here just for him. To make him eat, to cheer him up. And here he was being so insensitive to the poor pretty lady. As he went through the events of the day in his head, he realised she hadn't eaten either. So he offered her the biscuits. When she had looked into his eyes, he saw uncertainty there.
"Aap bhi ye biscuits kha sakte hain Mr.Khan. Ek din calories khane se aapke Six-Packs pe koi fark nai padega" she said slyly.
It then dawned on him of how unfair he was being. Everyone had gone through a lot today, not only him. And being the only man in the house, he should have been with his ladies. And instead, he'd locked himself up. And Zoya had been their pillar. Here she was, herswlf unsure, yet trying to cheer him up. As Zoya looked away he understood that she was trying to hide her pain from him. He popped a biscuit in his mouth.
"Miz Farooqi ? Aap theek hai ?" he asked after a while, hoping he could somehow lessen her pain. She turned to him as soon as she heard him speak. He could clearly see surprise, gratitude and pain floating in her eyes, before she looked away again. "Obviously Mr.Khan ! Mujhe kya hua hai ? I'm still the awesome one and only Zoya Farooqi !" she replied, but something was off in her usually chirpy voice.
Hesitantly, Asad held her left hand that was by her side, near the plate. She looked at their hands and then at him in surprise. With his eyes, he urged her to speak her heart out. Instantly, her pools overflowed and her eyes filled with unshed tears.
"Mr.Khan, aapko yaad hai vo din jab aapne gussa hoke mujhe ghar se nikal diya tha ?" He looked up at her but she was still looking away, seemingly in some deep thought. He was going to leave her hand due to the guilt but her hold on his hand tightened. She shook her head at him, letting him know she was not complaining. She then continued, looking at the floor.
"Vaise to mujhe aapki daant ki aadat pad gayi thi" she smiled slightly, "par us din pata nahi kyun mujhe itna bura laga. Aur mujhe ye bhi samajh nahi aa raha tha ke main kahaan jaaoon. To main Masjid chali gayi. Aur wahaan-" he felt her nails digging into his hand as she strengthened her hold on him even more "Vo pata nahi kahaan se, kaise, kyun aaye the. Par unhone aake mujhse baat ki, meri pareshani ki wajah jaani aur itne shanti se meri baat suni. Aapki complain ki thi maine unse" she looked at him and smiled again. He did not know why he felt uncomfortable with that guy (Author to reader : I know you're screaming JEALOUS ! You're right, but he's Asad remember ? 😆). But he was thankful that he gave Zoya support. "Unhone bina sawal pooche meri poori baat suni. Mera mood bhi theek kiya. Aur apni raza bhi bataayi. Kuch saalon pehle khoye hue unke pyaar ko vo vapas paana chahte the. Unki khushi chahte the. Bohot baatein ki thi humne us din. Bas naam nahi liye the. Dost. Dost naam diya tha humne ek dusre ko."
"Us din ke baad hum ek baar market mein takraye the. Vo sacchi bohot dil se koshiah kar rahe the apne pyaar ko dobaara paane ki. Mujhe unhe dekh ke sacchi aisa lagta tha jaise vo dil se koshish kar rahe hain."
"Aur phir maine unko-" her nails dug deeper into his skin. She looked into his eyes. Hers were filled with an astounding amount of hurt and pain. "Phir maine unko Phoopi ke ICU room mein dekha."
Asad's eyes widened as realisation dawned. " Mr.Khan, mujhe sach mein nahi pata tha ke vo - vo -" she couldn't finish her statement. She looked at him with pleading eyes. "Please mera yaqeen kijiye Mr.Khan, I really didn't know !" He could see the urgency in her eyes. She wished he'd believe her. Unlike all those other times. But he had learned his lesson. He dis not know if he could ever trust anyone again after what that man had done.
But Zoya wasn't anyone. After all the time that he had spent with her, he knew one thing - he might not like her ways, but he did trust her. He squeezed her hand to let her know that he did believe her. Maybe that's what gave her the strength to say what she did next - "Agar aur kisi ke liye nahi, to please Phoopi ke, aur mere apne dost pe kiye gaye vishwas ke liye ek baar kya hum phir koshish kar sakte hain sach janne ki ?"
He gave her a murderous glance and got up. "Mr.Khan, main ye nahi keh rahi ki vo aadmi begunah hai. Main bas ye kehna chahti hoon ki agar Phoopi ko is baat par yaqeen nahi hai to kya unhe yaqeen dilane ke liye hum thos saboot ikatha karne ki ek koshish nahi kar sakte ? Phoopi ke liye ?" She said, pleading. She had stood up too.
"Abhi raat ke 1 baje aapko investigation karne jaana hai Miz Farooqi ? Ya aap kal tak intezaar karke mujhpar meherbaani kar sakti hain ?"
"Par Mr.Khan aap samajhne ki koshish kyu nahi kar rahe Phoopi ke liy-" she stopped as she realised what he'd said. "Aap maan gaye ?!" She exclaimed. Asad smiled. And before he knew it, she had slammed into him, hugging him with all her might. He put a hand on her back, smirking as he thought about her reaction to her own action after 5 seconds. And sure enough, 5 seconds later he did get his treat. 😉
Love,
Me 😳😛😆
Me 😳😛😆
(She goes to the kitchen for some work)*
after she told someone comforted her, was just flawlessly penned.
You never fail to please me😳
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