Asya ff In The Shadows Chapter 25a page 94 3/11 - Page 4

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Originally posted by: rennie

becoming all the more interesting...so zoya has been in coma for two years???so wat happened in these to years???

Originally posted by: AsyaManic

Oh my gosh!! Wht a updt yr
it ws breathe taking
2 years jump! Wow!
Plz plz plz updt soon
i cnt wait 2 read

Chapter 7

……..It was two years back"

Zoya's existence turned into stone. She stares into Dilshad's eyes, stunned. Her lips part in an attempt to speak but she is out of words. There was a gap of two years between her and them. She had been disconnected from this world for two years. What had happened in these two years?what had changed in these two years? How was everyone?

"Two years?" Zoya whispers under her breath still in a state of disbelief.

Dilshad's grip on her hand tightens. Asad's stare intensifies. She is now looking at Asad in hopes that he will tell that it was all a joke but she finds him helpless. Pitying or rather sympathizing. She was completely at sea. Trying hard to catch her breath again. Lost time is never found and she had lost two complete years of her life. "Accident was quite severe, you were badly injured… you couldn't recover and went into coma. The doctors said you could gain consciousness anytime…. We waited a lot Zoya we waited a lot. "

They felt as if she wasn't listening to them. Asad shakes her from her shoulder but she is completely lost in thoughts. She had left no stone unturned in finding her father and finally when she was just a block away life had thrown it two years back. Life had stolen two years from her. It was so hard to believe. So beyond belief. Zoya started crying, yelling hysterically.

"no!...no! ……………….no!"

Weeping like a helpless sole. Asad hugs her, she cries and cries until all the energy in her is used up. She faints. Asad calls for the doctor. Both Asad and Dilshad are very upset.

It was going to take some time for her to recover both physically and mentally.

She was given strong doses of medicine and was usually sedated. For the week during the intervals she was fully consciousness she usually found Asad or Najma with her during the days and Dilshad during the nights. Zoya hardly spoke to anyone and no one forced her to do so as well.

That night Dilshad had a bad headache so Asad insisted on staying back with Zoya.

He comes to the room. Zoya is already asleep. He comes near her and sits beside her, looking intently at her peaceful features. Tenderly fixing the lose strands of her hair. Relishing and admiring her charm, fairness and beauty. She is truly desirable.

He gets up and seats himself on the couch, almost leaning, his eyes on the ceiling observing the movement of the wings of the fan, soon lost in memories.

Flashbacks:-

Asad along with Dilshad and Najma is rushing through the corridors of the hospital. They reach the OT (Operation Theatre) where the doctors and nurses are hastening in and out. He stops a nurse to ask, she replies,

"Operation is in process, you guys please wait and do pray. The patient is in avery critical condition. She might not make it."

Two hours had gone. The red light was still on. Dilshad puts her hand on Asad's shoulder and says, "beta dua karo…… koi bhi waqt qubooliat ka wakt ho sakta hai."

Her voice impersonates in his mind,

"koi bhi waqt qubooliat ka wakt ho sakta hai."

"koi bhi waqt qubooliat ka wakt ho sakta hai."

Asad is dismayed, his own voice starts echoing in his mind

"I don't want to see your face again…. Just get out of my life."

He feels the ground shaking. What had he done? He is in a miserable condition. His own self is reprimanding him.

The red light turns off. A crowd of doctors and nurses come out with a lifeless Zoya on a stretcher.

"What happenen doctor?" Dilshad asks with a shaky voice.

"Can't say anything yet. We are shifting her to the Intense Care Unit."

He steps bare footed on the white marble, a white bandanna wrapped around his forehead. The house of God. A few people are silently offering Salat and a few are reciting the verses from the Holy Quran. The place is fully drenched in peacefulness, tranquility and serenity. He silently crosses the courtyard and enters the magnificent praying hall. He fell down on his knees, crying like a powerless baby. He prostrates still weeping, his lips continuously repeating one thing "Please save her."

"Please save her."

He is walking numbly on the road without any sense of direction. Strong winds going against him. The clouds ready to shower any minute. There is almost zero traffic on the boulevard still a few cars dash beside him on and off. A song is blazing somewhere far.

(for those who want to listen the links are:-

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yBxkGQqDDew

http://vimeo.com/22934067

Kuch bole huye lafzon mein chupi baatein
Aur adh khuli aankhon mein kati raatein
Kuch bole huye lafzon mein chupi baatein
Aur adh khuli aankhon mein kati raatein
Gumsum dabe dabe sulagte armaan
Khwaab nigaahon mein ho gaye mehmaan

All the moments spent with Zoya start flashing in his mind, one after the other.

Rabba re kya hua, rabba re dil gaya
Rabba kya maajra, kya khoya, kya mil gaya

All her smiles, all her tears, all her cries, her poetry.

Rabba re kya hua, rabba re dil gaya
Rabba kya maajra, kya khoya aur kya mil gaya

All the moments spent together, their first encounter and their last encounter.

Kuch jalte badan par meethi barsaatein
Phir khoyi huyi raahon mein mulakaatein
Kuch jalte badan par meethi barsaatein
Phir khoyi huyi raahon mein mulakaatein
Hulchul ruki ruki aur dhadkan dole
Yun hi kisi apne ke sang woh ho le

He wanted to yell at the top of his voice.

Rabba re kya hua, rabba re dil gaya (dil gaya)
Rabba kya maajra, kya khoya, kya mil gaya (mil gaya)
Rabba re kya hua, rabba re dil gaya (dil gaya)
Rabba kya maajra, kya khoya aur kya mil gaya

he is on his knees again. He cant seem to breathe. He struggles to his feet, his legs not supporting him.

Kuch sehme sisakte yun hi khayalon mein
Kuch anjaani tanhai ke haadon mein
Kuch sehme sisakte yun hi khayalon mein
Aur anjaani tanhai ke haadon mein
Masti jagi jagi kya sargam chede
Yaad ki dori ko thaam ke na chode

He felt as if he had lost everything.

(Rabba re kya hua, rabba re dil gaya
Rabba kya maajra, kya khoya, kya mil gaya) - 4 times

Indeed, we are puppets in the hands of fate.

shot bt lovely updt. Cont soon

beautiful update...feel sorry for zoya...wonder how they cope and move forward in life...and i really hope to God that tanveer is no longer in the picture...that her true motive was discovered by someone or the other, maybe ayaan or najma...anybody works as long as she is out of their lives...

My poor babies. You made me sad😭
This was an excellent update

Originally posted by: rennie

beautiful update...feel sorry for zoya...wonder how they cope and move forward in life...and i really hope to God that tanveer is no longer in the picture...that her true motive was discovered by someone or the other, maybe ayaan or najma...anybody works as long as she is out of their lives...