Asya ff In The Shadows Chapter 25a page 94 3/11 - Page 5

Originally posted by: MisHumptyDumpty

*smacks head for missing this out*

I mean i missed this?!

This is FANFREAKING AWESOME! I loooved this! You are soo soo soo awesome maan! 👏

read all of them in a go! Superb 👍🏼

Amazing update. Poor Zoya. How does one deal with losing two years of your life? Asad's flashback made me so sad. I dont know how he would have dealt with the 2 years without ms farooqui. Lyrics of the song were so moving. Where is the song from? Cannot wait for the next chapter...

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Originally posted by: AliciaZA

Amazing update. Poor Zoya. How does one deal with losing two years of your life? Asad's flashback made me so sad. I dont know how he would have dealt with the 2 years without ms farooqui. Lyrics of the song were so moving. Where is the song from? Cannot wait for the next chapter...

Chapter 8

' Zoya opens her eyes. The room is fully drenched in darkness, except for the light coming from the television.

She tries to focus her eyes on the television screen. It's a sports channel. A tennis match is going on. Zoya remembers her long lost love for tennis. The match is between her favorite player Fernando Verdasco and Andy Rodick. A wave of excitement goes through her. She intently looks at the score card as there was no volume.

To her disappointment Fernando Verdasco, her favorite player, was down to 25 when only two years back her was somewhere near top 7 in the world ranking. She loses all thrill, no more willing to watch the match anymore.

She looks for Dilshad on the couch but instead finds Asad there with his eyes closed. Her heart starts thumping loudly which she tries controlling but of course is unsuccessful.

She realizes her sour throat and tries getting up. A severe pang rises in her head and involuntarily a shriek exits her mouth,

"Ouch!"

Asad's eyes flutter open. He almost runs towards her.

"What happened?" he asks worriedly.

Zoya's hand reaches for her head. The pain was gone as fast as it had come. She sighs with relief. Asad switches on the table lamp.

"Why wont you tell me?" he asks again this time desperation clear in his tone.

Zoya keeps silent instead of answering him she goes for the glass of water on the bed side table. But before she can Asad picks it up. She looks at him confused.

He slowly brings the glass near her lips. The look into each other's eyes with and strange intensity. Zoya unknowingly starts drinking from the glass in his hands. The two souls drink each other for an eternity. Everything seemed so magical as both forget all pains all troubles in life.

Zoya finally breaks the gaze, she starts looking here and there, her face flushing red.

Asad puts the glass back.

"You could have told me…"

He knew she wouldn't answer him so instead of waiting for her to reply he silently makes his way to the couch again. Zoya's eyes follow him but she looks away the moment he turned back. She angrily switches the lamp off and turns o the other side, her back towards Asad.

Asad smiles sadly, closes his eyes, leans back, sleep was impossible now. He knew Zoya's behavior was the result of their last encounter two years back. His existence becomes storne remembering it, his expression hardened, his muscles tense.

Zoya on the ther hand thought that she won't be able to sleep now but soon found herself dozing off.

'Maybe they put something in the water too.'

All the incidents start flashing in Asad's mind again.

Flashbacks:-

Asad comes back, tired and weary. He sees Dilshad and Najma hugging each other and crying. His heart skips beats as he gathers up courage to ask them what happened. Najma replies,

"Bhai Jaan Zoya……Bhai jaan Zo-ya is in coma. She…"

A month has passed since Zoya's accident. Her appi and jeeju just left this morning. They wanted to take Zoya along but Dilshad's continuous insistence left them no choice. Asad often thought what Dilshad told them that persuaded them to leave Zoya here. He was happy because he could at least see her. With time everyone was losing hopes of her recovery, some where Asad too…… but that day everything changed.

Someone knocks at the door harshly. Asad looks up from his file. A boy fifteen or sixteen probably a destitute was standing there panting badly.

"Kia mein undar a sakta hun?" he asks in clear urdu.

Asad who was himself frowning nods, signaling him to come in.

"Aap Asad Ahmad Khan hain?" he asks.

"Haan." Asad replied.

"Mujhe aap se ek baat karni hai…"

Asad wwho was completely at see askes him, "par tum kaun ho? Aur kaha se aye ho?" his confusion rising.

"Mera naam Rahim (don't read it Raheem…its only Rahim.) hai…. Mein…. Who…. Uss din uss arki ka accident hua tha…… ia aap use jante hain?"

Asad looks at him perplexed. Was he talking about Zoya?

"kon ci larki…… and tum use kaise jante ho?"

"wohi jis ka ek maa qabal highway pe accident hua tha…….. uss ne us din meri madad ki thi…… kia who zinda hai?"

"haan."

"woh kaha milen gi?"

"tum ku milna chahte ho?"

"us ki ek amanat hai meray paas."

Asad looks at the boy for a long time, totally baffled, before offering.

"Meray sath chalo gay?"

"kahan?"

"Usi ke paas."

The boy thinks for a while before answering.

"Theek hai."

There were no more question and answers after that. He takes the boy to the hospital. The boy stood still in the doorway, staring at the unconscious Zoya. He doesn't ask anything from Asad instead slowly walks towards the bed. Asad stands at a distance from the boy, scrutinizing his each and every move.

He stared at Zoya for a long time then takes something out from his pocket and places it under Zoya's pillow. Stands there for a while said a silent prayer and leaves without saying a word to Asad, who was keenly observing his activities for the past ten minutes.

After he left Asad walks sluggishly towards Zoya. He stands there looking absorbedly at her. His one hand wrapped around his chest and the other covering his chin, the usual jahanpana style. Something echoes in his mind,

"Sadqa balain talta hai."

He looked at the sky from the window. It was a normal sunny day. The sky was clear.

' So you won't die Zoya. Allah has something else in his mind. You'll be given a new life. I've got the signal. There will be a new inception.'

He gently slides his hand under the head support and takes out the piece of paper the boy had just left there. He stared at the paper baffled. It was his own business card, its one end covered with dry blood, probably Zoya's.

How did the boy get his card? Did Zoya give it to him? How did he know her? Was she in some danger….?

Many questions arise in his mind. He runs back to the corridor to see if the boy is still there. No. he is gone.

He comes back, clueless. His mind brimming with questions. He slumps down on the couch, gazing at the card. Trying to make something out but all in vein. He was completely at sea.

He slackly walks towards the cabinet which had Zoya's belongings in it. He takes out her side bag. He unknowingly starts gazing at everything, closely scrutinizing everything.

Oblivious to what was he doing, he takes out Zoya's i-pad and sits on the couch again. He opens it and unknowingly starts searching through her images, deeply lost in them.

Most of them were her recent snaps, sme in New York, some in India.

She with her Appi, she with her Jeeju, with friends, with Najma, with Dilshad. Some were his pictures, in all of them he never knew he was being shot. An unknown desire inside him wanted to see him with her, but there was none.

Disappointed, he is now searching through the videos.

One when she was playing a prank on Najma, one somewhere in a shopping mall while selecting different outfits, one of the old building he had taken her to and many others.

Another video starts, capturing the floor first, then behind a curtain, finally focusing in Tanveer. Asad frowns, why did Zoya capture her? He looks intently, totally perplexed. Tanveer is on a phone call and her voice can be clearly heard. He was sure she was unaware that Zoya, probably, was shooting her. A frown covers his face as he hears it all and sees it all in complete shock.

He felt as if someone was blowing trumpets in his ears. He is totally baffled, not believing his ears….but soon realization dawns at him….

"Is this what Zoya wanted to tell me?"

He remembers she had told him that she had the original recording with her. He searches for it and in no time finds it. His hands tremble as he presses the play icon.

It was old and noisy but he could easily make out the voices and the words as they hammered in his sane brain, if any was left.

It becomes hard for him to breathe, he feels his head spinning wildly, the thoughts firing bullets at him. Someone had just explodes his existence into a million pieces. He felt fire all around him and he is burning in that fire, helpless, miserable, and above all….. all alone.

This man was going to cry…

He weeps and weeps silently, like a broken soul, for an unlimited period of time. His shirt is wet with tears, more fresh tears make their way down.

Strong winds are blowing outside, he didn't realize when did the weather change. But the weather had changed both inside and outside. He had no idea about the time, the place or the events.

Trust, the one thing that changes everything, was the only thing life never wanted to give him.

He was broken down by his father, 17 years back and now his very own best childhood friend. Why is it so easy for people to walk away, deceive, betray, double-cross others. He was now a million miles away from Tanu, their relationship had just drowned, he now found her a total stranger.

He sits there for God knows how long. Finally gathers up the courage to shut the thing down. While closing, his eyes fall on an image; he opens it, and guess what it is?

Yeah right the reports.

He wanted to jump down the window the very moment. He almost threw the tablet away and it took him every ounce of energy to stop himself from roaring like a loin as his name was.

"What else did you know Zoya?"

Everything was now scorched, the ignition wouldn't stop.

it ws cmpltly freaking awsm. Dat witch get reveld yehh

Amazing! You are simply one of the best!!
continue soon!!!

What an amazing chapter. I was spellbound and shell shocked and absolutely engrossed. So much happened while Zoya was in a coma. I'm glad Rahim's entrance gave Asad back his faith or I dont know how he wud have managed the past 2 years. Still feeling incredibly sad that Zoya had 2 years stolen from her. Cannot wait for the next chapter!