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Hello amigos! 🤗
I'm back with another OS. 😃
Well, it's kinda sad, not completely though. 😆
Just wanted to write in a different way, than the same happy ending ones. 😳
I hope you guys like it! 😳
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A shiver went down Zoya's spine. She shook her head to make sure what she just heard, was true.
Asad's voice repeatedly echoed in her head.
OoO
"Main Tanveer se nikaah kar raha hoon"
Asad said it with great difficulty, not taking a chance of making eye contact, with his musibath.
OoO
Zoya pulled herself together, and slowly walked to her room.
Her dreams were shattered, her heart was broken, her love was gone.
Zoya fell in love with a person whom she probably never, ever imagined she would.
She fell in love with Mr. Asad Ahmed Khan.
A person with no feelings. No heart. No emotions. Nothing.
But from some time, his equation with Zoya began to take a new turn.
An innocent spark showed in his eyes whenever he saw Zoya. He did what he never used to do.
Zoya's appearance would make him smile. It would lighten his heart, it would brighten his day.
OoO
Zoya slowly opened her room door and fell on her stomach, on her bed. She hugged her pillow as tight as she could.
Her eyes immediately turned wet. Tears rolled down her red cheeks.
Zoya didn't know what to do. Everything was over. She had nothing left. Her only hopes of Asad confessing his feelings took a nasty u-turn.
Zoya closed her eyes, and more tears came down.
"Main aapse pyaar karti hoon, Mr. Asad Ahmed Khan"
OoO
Asad pressed his knuckles against his palms. He walked fast across his room, and reminded himself again and again about what had just told to Zoya.
He hit the wall with his rock-hard fist.
Asad was regretting what he just said.
He didn't love Tanveer, he never loved Tanveer. But why did he want to marry her?
Asad desperately searched for answers to his never ending questions racing into his mind.
He fell on his back, on his bed, and stared at the ceiling of his room.
Asad remembered all the moments he shared with that girl.
That girl, who pestered him, that girl who annoyed him, and that girl who loved him.
Why did he want to marry Tanveer? Because she was the ideal girl he was looking for? Yes, it was just that.
His mind hunted for a girl like Tanveer, but his heart completely belonged to Zoya, and nobody else.
Tears filled up in his eyes. Asad fought hard to avoid them. He was a strong man. Tears didn't suit him.
But this time, it wouldn't stop. He was on the verge of losing the girl whom he loved endlessly. He created the worst of situations for himself.
"Kyun kiya maine aisa? Kyun?" he shouted and sat up straight.
Asad put his head in his palms.
He was helpless, he was dying of pain and regret.
Asad took a huge vase and slammed it to the ground. It shattered, into bits and pieces.
He picked up a piece and pierced it into his skin, till it bled.
"I love you Ms.Zoya Farooqui" he whispered in his softest voice.
Just then, Zoya walked into his room.
Asad instantaneously looked up, with the piece in his hand still stuck and making his and allthemore bloodier.
His eyes felt a relief, his heart beat faster.
"Allah Miyan! What's wrong with you Mr.Khan?" she exclaimed, scared like a little kid.
She quickly approached him, and sat beside him.
Asad's heart beat even more faster. Her presence beside him was something he always wanted.
He wished that he could tell her that he loved her, and forever will.
"Aap ye sab kyun kar rahe hain?" said Zoya with utmost concern and care.
She pulled out the piece and threw it aside, and held his blood stained hand.
"Bohot dard ho raha hai?"
He shook his head.
Zoya went to the dressing table, and quickly opened the drawer to get the first aid box.
Asad wanted to cry, like a baby. He had never seen anyone care so much for her, except for his Ammi.
He again fell for her. Her love.
Zoya carefully bandaged his hand and rubbed his palm in hers, to relieve him of the pain.
She looked into his eyes. Zoya could see the pain, the desperation and the love.
"Aapne yeh sab kyu kiya Mr.Khan?"
A tear rolled down Asad's eye as she talked to him.
She rubbed off the tear and held his cheeks.
"Please, don't do this. Aap ko pata bhi nahi, ki aap yeh sab karke mujhe kitna takleef de rahe hai"
Asad was shattered.
He held both her hands in his.
"I'm sorry, Zoya"
Zoya plunged into his arms, and buried herself in the warmth of his chest. She clinged on to his shirt, and cried inconsolably.
Asad put his hands around her back, and held her tightly. Very tight. He didn't wasn't to let go of the one whom he loved.
Asad slowly caressed her soft hair, and gently kissed her head.
They found their happiness, in each other's embrace. And they never wanted to let go, ever.
Their love is the strongest ever, was the strongest ever, and will always be the strongest ever.
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I'm back with another OS. 😃
Well, it's kinda sad, not completely though. 😆
Just wanted to write in a different way, than the same happy ending ones. 😳
I hope you guys like it! 😳
-------------------------------
A shiver went down Zoya's spine. She shook her head to make sure what she just heard, was true.
Asad's voice repeatedly echoed in her head.
OoO
"Main Tanveer se nikaah kar raha hoon"
Asad said it with great difficulty, not taking a chance of making eye contact, with his musibath.
OoO
Zoya pulled herself together, and slowly walked to her room.
Her dreams were shattered, her heart was broken, her love was gone.
Zoya fell in love with a person whom she probably never, ever imagined she would.
She fell in love with Mr. Asad Ahmed Khan.
A person with no feelings. No heart. No emotions. Nothing.
But from some time, his equation with Zoya began to take a new turn.
An innocent spark showed in his eyes whenever he saw Zoya. He did what he never used to do.
Zoya's appearance would make him smile. It would lighten his heart, it would brighten his day.
OoO
Zoya slowly opened her room door and fell on her stomach, on her bed. She hugged her pillow as tight as she could.
Her eyes immediately turned wet. Tears rolled down her red cheeks.
Zoya didn't know what to do. Everything was over. She had nothing left. Her only hopes of Asad confessing his feelings took a nasty u-turn.
Zoya closed her eyes, and more tears came down.
"Main aapse pyaar karti hoon, Mr. Asad Ahmed Khan"
OoO
Asad pressed his knuckles against his palms. He walked fast across his room, and reminded himself again and again about what had just told to Zoya.
He hit the wall with his rock-hard fist.
Asad was regretting what he just said.
He didn't love Tanveer, he never loved Tanveer. But why did he want to marry her?
Asad desperately searched for answers to his never ending questions racing into his mind.
He fell on his back, on his bed, and stared at the ceiling of his room.
Asad remembered all the moments he shared with that girl.
That girl, who pestered him, that girl who annoyed him, and that girl who loved him.
Why did he want to marry Tanveer? Because she was the ideal girl he was looking for? Yes, it was just that.
His mind hunted for a girl like Tanveer, but his heart completely belonged to Zoya, and nobody else.
Tears filled up in his eyes. Asad fought hard to avoid them. He was a strong man. Tears didn't suit him.
But this time, it wouldn't stop. He was on the verge of losing the girl whom he loved endlessly. He created the worst of situations for himself.
"Kyun kiya maine aisa? Kyun?" he shouted and sat up straight.
Asad put his head in his palms.
He was helpless, he was dying of pain and regret.
Asad took a huge vase and slammed it to the ground. It shattered, into bits and pieces.
He picked up a piece and pierced it into his skin, till it bled.
"I love you Ms.Zoya Farooqui" he whispered in his softest voice.
Just then, Zoya walked into his room.
Asad instantaneously looked up, with the piece in his hand still stuck and making his and allthemore bloodier.
His eyes felt a relief, his heart beat faster.
"Allah Miyan! What's wrong with you Mr.Khan?" she exclaimed, scared like a little kid.
She quickly approached him, and sat beside him.
Asad's heart beat even more faster. Her presence beside him was something he always wanted.
He wished that he could tell her that he loved her, and forever will.
"Aap ye sab kyun kar rahe hain?" said Zoya with utmost concern and care.
She pulled out the piece and threw it aside, and held his blood stained hand.
"Bohot dard ho raha hai?"
He shook his head.
Zoya went to the dressing table, and quickly opened the drawer to get the first aid box.
Asad wanted to cry, like a baby. He had never seen anyone care so much for her, except for his Ammi.
He again fell for her. Her love.
Zoya carefully bandaged his hand and rubbed his palm in hers, to relieve him of the pain.
She looked into his eyes. Zoya could see the pain, the desperation and the love.
"Aapne yeh sab kyu kiya Mr.Khan?"
A tear rolled down Asad's eye as she talked to him.
She rubbed off the tear and held his cheeks.
"Please, don't do this. Aap ko pata bhi nahi, ki aap yeh sab karke mujhe kitna takleef de rahe hai"
Asad was shattered.
He held both her hands in his.
"I'm sorry, Zoya"
Zoya plunged into his arms, and buried herself in the warmth of his chest. She clinged on to his shirt, and cried inconsolably.
Asad put his hands around her back, and held her tightly. Very tight. He didn't wasn't to let go of the one whom he loved.
Asad slowly caressed her soft hair, and gently kissed her head.
They found their happiness, in each other's embrace. And they never wanted to let go, ever.
Their love is the strongest ever, was the strongest ever, and will always be the strongest ever.
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