Yeh Kaisa Ishq Hai Sajnaa! (UP#3 pg 27) ~ AsYa SS - Page 19

Heeloo Dearies, i know i have been away for too long, March da Mahinaa Life ki dassh mein Bamboo hota hai you see.

Monday Blues, upar se no electricity! 😭 🤢

But There's nothing to fear when Ankie is here! As i am giving an update which has over a 2050words 😆 yupp!! 😆

Appi and Starstruck, Thank you for Stalking me in FB too, orelse yea aaj bhi shayad update nahi hota. 🤣

well now i can go and have an hour of sleep i guess 😆

DISCLAIMER : The usage of the song. I particularly love this song as well as the lyrics. I am extremely sorry if the usage of the song hurt anyone's sentiments. I hope i will be forgiven. Apologies, as it was done purely unintentionally.

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The doctor examined Zoya and advised that she should be kept under severe vigil. An anxious Asad was assured over and over again that his Zoya would be fine in no moment's time by the doc. The evening fell, Najma retired to the kitchen for cooking something for the family, and Dilshad went to attend the guest who had come. Asad meanwhile had no intentions to even bother about for knowing who had come to their place at that hour. He couldn't bring himself to leave his Zoya's side even for a minute. Asad softly brushed away a tuft of hair which fanned her serene face. Why goody Damm Why her? Why would she suffer? His bundle of life, his little sunshine, who filled everyone's life with smiles and joy, why on earth would she be rewarded with nothing apart from pain and tears? Zoya didn't deserve it! Hadn't his Ammi preached when he was young that it rained the most on the person who deserved nothing but sunshine. But why with his Zoya, then? She never ever in her bad dreams thought to make anyone cry, and she ended up crying the most? Let alone, most of the times, him being, the reason behind her pain. Could he ever forgive himself for that?!

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Tere Nere

Menu Tere Nere Karde

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Why Allah why? Why she? I am the one who lead to this She is not the one to suffer! Please. . . Make her fine, just like she was before, She is as innocent as a new born child, Please forgive my Little Bichariee. I am the one who is at fault, who should be punished, not my Little Bichariie. Ya Allah I am the one who has sinned not she. Don't test her for my sins, the Forgiver. Please don't. Punish me in place of her. Please. . .

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Meda Deen Vi Toon, Iman Vi Toon
You Are My Belief And Also My Faith

Meda Jism Vi Toon, Medi Rooh Vi Toon
You Are My Body, You Are My Soul

Meda Qalb Vi Toon
You Are My Heart

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Zoya seem to move in her sleep. Something seemed to bother her.
Zoyya..Asad breathed as he patted her forehead to make her feel better. He took her hand unhurt hand his and with gentle feather light touch he made circles on the hand, trying his best to relax the constricted muscles one by one.

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Mede Farz Fareezay, Hajj, Za'Kataan, ..
Soum, Salaat, Azaan Vi'

You Are My Duty, Responsibility, ..
Pilgrimage, Alms, Fast, Prayer And Also My Call

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Slowly the the creases reduced and the paced breathing slowed down.

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Meri Zohd, Ibadat, Taqat, Taqwa, ..
Ilm Vi Toon Irfan Vi Toon

You Are My Asceticism, Worship, Power, .
.Virtue, Learning And Also Knowing

Meda Zikr Vi Toon, Meda Fikr Vi Toon.

You Are My Remembrance, My Contemplation

Zouq Te Wajdan . . .

You Are My Tasting And My Ecstasy

Aas Umeed Te Khattiyan Wattiyan, ..
Ve Te Takiya Raat Taman Vi Toon

Hope, Wishes, Gains, Losses Are You ..
And The Night'S Contemplation Is Also You---

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Rashid stood at the door looking at his son and his fast asleep Dost. Pride and happiness filled his heart, as his son had finally chosen the Correct One. Rashid gave a smile, and left, not intruding into the couple's private space. Though Asad had been profoundly sorry at his deeds and asked for forgiveness from Rashid and family, the father son relation still needed a lot to be buttonholed. Najma and Dilshad's distant chatter distracted Asad and he called in.
"Ammii woh Zoya ke dawaai ke---"
"Haan Asad??"
"Zoya ke dawaai ka waqt ho chuka hai--Ohh!! Aap!! Salaam!" Asad suddenly realized that his father was present.
"Waalaikumussalam Asad. Baitho!"Rashid coaxed in a sugar coated voice. Asad hung his head down and exchanged a glance at his sister sitting opposite. Najma assured him with a smile back. He feebly returned her a weak smile.

"Aami- Zoyaaa-" Asad started looking at Najma, indicating them to leave him alone with his father for sometime. Dilshad immediately excused herself from the conversation and Najma followed her. Asad clenched and unclenched his fingers while he bit his lips, clueless about how to start. Rashid hesitated for a brief whole and then pulled Asad into an embrace. Asad rested his head on his fathers shoulders and cried out all the tears, which he had stored for the last 17years within himself.
"Abbuu" Asad wailed, Wailed has he hugged him with all his strength. Rashid smiled as he gently rubbed Asad's back to comfort him.Rashid smiled as he comforted Asad back."SHHH" He said as he kissed Asad's forehead.
"Paani?" Asad shook his head, rejecting it as he swallowed.
"Abb thik ho? You feel better?"
"Jee!"Asad said as he sniffed.
After a pause Rashid started with a light grin playing on his face "Zoya se pyaar karte ho toh usse bata kyun nahi dete Akadoo Ahmed Khan?"
Asad shot his father a hard glare. How did he come to know about this? Of all things in this world his very own Walib, Janab Rashid Ahmed Khan too knew about this. Nothing ever can be THE MOST EMBARRASSING other than this.

"Jab sari duniya ko pata hai, sirf usse hi nahi maloom naii?" Asad added sarcastically. He shook his hair in disgust.
"Asad! Kuch cheeze duniya ko toh pata hoti hai-" Asad cut in.
"Magar do dilo ko nahi!" Asad completed his father's sentence. Rashid laughed and Asad gave out a scoff.
"Abb kya main gala phadd phaad ke chillata rahoon ki Zooyaa I LoVe You Main tumhare binaa jee nahi sakta Tum haan nahi kahogi toh main tanki se kood kar apni jaan dedoonga! Abbu yea Ayaan ko hi

suit karta hai MUJHE NAHI!!"
"Toh apko kya suit karta hai Mr Khan? Miss Farooqii!! You are Incredibly Foolish!!??" Rashid teased his son lovingly.
"Mrs Asad Ahmed Khan! You are Incredibly Foolish!" Asad replied in a stern voice, winking at his father.
"Ahaan toh baat idhar tak phuch gai? I guess I will talk to her Jiju today itself!"
"I already have!"
"Phir nikaah ki date bhi apne fix karlee hogi kyun?" Rashid replied being sarcastic now.
"Zoya pe depend karta hai Abbu! Its her life! I cant force myself to her at the end of the day! But 8 months from now seems a good time."
"Mujhe aaj yakeen hogya tum Ayaan ke hi bade bhai ho!"
Asad shot him his Ziili-i-Illahi glare at his father and his father started giggling. Asad gave his brow a caress meanwhile.

"Zoya needs a few days time. Thik hojayegi. Trust me. She needs time." Rashid gave Asad a gentle press at the shoulder.
"In Sha Allah! She will Abbu, she is very strong. She will soon recover." Asad murmured.
"Abbu??"
"Yess, Asad!"
"You wont leave us this time right? You wont take my Ayaan away from me know?" Asad looked at Rashid.T ears threatening to slide down any moment. He looked as venerable as a 3 Year old kid being denied a chocolate bar of his. Rashid hugged Asad to his chest as sobs of pain escaped from him. "I promised Asad, I will never ever do that, again. I promise" Rashid held Asad's face in his hands and continued "Main abb tab hi jaunga jab tumhare aur Zoya ke dher sare poote pouttii tumhe tang kar kar pagal kardengey! Vaada raha mera! Asad vaada raha!"

Asad hugged his father again, one of his suffocating hugs.

For the first time both the father son duo felt the load they were carrying for 17years had finally fallen off.

Relief was the word of the day.

Finally.
"Saara pyaar Bhai jan ko hi??" Najma pouted!
"Agaii Abbu ki chamchii!!"Asad teased."Nikaal idhar se yea mere Abbu hai!"
"Aap niklo! Appke nahi mere hai!"
"Thik hai tu aur tere abbu main aur meri ammi!! Takkliiyaa!!"
"Aaabbuuu!! Dekho naa bhaijan chidaa rahe haai!!" Najma wailed
And Rashid laughed freely for the first time in 17years.

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Ishq Vi Toon Meda Yaar Vi Toon
You Are My Love, My Friend And My Companion

Wehshat, Josh, Junoon Vi Toon, Meda Girya, .

Aa'H-O Fughan Vi Toon

You Are My Craziness, Passion, Madness, ..
Crying And Also My Lamentation

Meda Awwal Toon

You Are My Beginning

Meda Aakhir Toon.

You Are My End

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"Zoya please kha loo naa! Nahi khaoogi toh dawaai nahi khaa paaoogi! Aur dawaai nahi kha paogi toh thik kaise ho paagii, baaccha?" Dilshad coaxed lovingly as Zoya again refused to eat for the fifth consecutive time.
"Ammi thik hai! Koi inhe force nahi karne wala!" Asad said in a stern tone, as he stood at the door ,his hands crossed across his chest!
Dilshad started to protest but Asad eyes her, an assurance.
"Unhe nahi khani! Ammi" Asad started as Zoya rolled her eyes, "Thik hai mat khaye, hum hote kaun hai unhe force karne wale? Ajnabee hai akhir!" Hoshiyar khabardar Zilli-i-Ilahi Tashreef rakh rahe hai!

Zoya coughed at the word Ajnabii and Dilshad pressed her lips hard to keep away from laughing. Zoya shot him an angry glare! How dare he say such things just because she refused the eeww looking soup?! How mean can he get! Yes she was hungry but soup wasn't that appetizing.
"Mujhe yea nahi khana Phuppiee! I mean not soup" Meaaow Meeaoow you tamed the cat Good Job Asad Miyaa!
"Paarr beta! Abhii kuch din--" Dilshad started but only to be interrupted by Asad
"Ammi Nahiii-koi zaurat nahi hai--- akhir hum ajnabee hai!" Asad's rolled the words louder, as he looked angrily at Zoya.
"MUJHE KUCH NAHI KHANA PHOOPHIEE!!"Zoya spat out louder this time.
"Main toh tabse wohi keh raha hoon!"
"Phoophieee!!"
"Kyun pareshaan kar rahe ho bichariee ko Asad??" Dilshad pulled Asad's ears while Zoya enjoyed in glee.
"Choorriyee mujhe Ammi!!!" Asad protested as his entangled himself from his Ammi's hands.

" Toh phir main kya karroon?? Dhamki toh nahi de sakta ki Mona Darrlingg khaa loo nahi toh yea MAAKHHII APKO GOLI MAR DEGAA!! Mohtermaa akhir bimaar jo thehhrii" Asad winked naughtily at

Zoya. Luck might have shone on Asad as was rewarded by a sleepy laughter of Zoya, for the usage of the long dead humor in him.
"Asad!" Dilshad hit him lovingly.
"Mujhe nahi khana Phuuppiee! Naaooww Naaooww" Dilshad's face fell. Zoya closed her eyes, she felt tired from the little work of laughing, she had done all this while. "I will be back. Dont force her." Asad whispered and soon in no seconds came back with a tray of food.
Asad cleared his voice and started "Am soo sure Ammii, Miss Faarrooqqii, will say a No to this too!" Asad eyed his mother to be quiet. Zoya weakly looked at Asad and then at the food. Poached eggs topped with excess of sauce. Just the way she loved. Not only Jahanpana had cooked it all by himself, but it was also a personal favorite of Zoya. Akhir kaar Jahanpana had cooked it, She couldn't say a NO.Asad winked a green signal at his mother as he saw Zoya's eyes to brighten by just a mere look at the eggs. Dilshad took the hint on and fed her. Asad meanwhile sat beside Zoya and made circles on her hurt arm, and heard carefully took in course the criticisms on the eggs he had cooked.
Even before she could finish, Zoya's eyes started to cloud. Asad took a tissue and wiped off the traces of sauce sticking to her mouth carefully. She gave him her dimpled smile in return and fell asleep on his shoulders.
"I crushed the medics in the eggs so that she did not have the capacity to think of creating more dramas for having those too, that even in this weak state!" Asad explained while they did the dishes.
"Ahaan! Intelligent, Mr Khan!" Dilshad winked and Asad pursed his lips in a pout. He seriously did not like it when his Ammi teased him.

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Aas Umeed Te Khattiyan Wattiyan, ..
Ve Te Takiya Raat Taman Vi Toon

Hope, Wishes, Gains, Losses Are You ..
And The Night'S Contemplation Is Also You

Meda Dekhan Bhalan, Jachan Jochan, ..
Samjhan, Jaan Sunjhaan Vi Toon

You Are My Looking, My Enquiring, .
.My Seeking, My Understanding And My Knowing

Mede Thathray Saare Monjh Munjhari, ..
Hanjroon De Toufaan Vi Toon

You Are My Cold Sighs, My Groaning ..
And My Sobbing And In You Is A Storm Of My Tears

Rabba Sacheya Tu Te Akheya Si

Oh True Lord, You Once Said

Ja O Bandeya Jag Da Shah Hai Tu Shah Hai Tu.

Go, Man! You Are The King Of The World!

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The link for the song : http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I8_jTmPX0gM&list=FLR2zQfv0x88vqUO2J_6njCw&index=3

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❤️ Ankie

Originally posted by: Rarepearl

very very beautiful dear. its good to see dat Asad and his father hav sort out deir differences, n deir conversation today abt Zoya was too good. hmm so AAK has already spoken to her jiju, not bad haan, bohat aagay ki sochi hai janab ne. he loves her a lot, i hope she realizes it soon. do cont soon.

love,

nimra.