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"Zoya phir kya huya? Woh bhaiya thik hogaye?!" came Najma's freaked out voice as a reply to Asad's cheery "Good Morning Tamater!"
Zoya Madam was on her orating spree today!
Asad Beta, better luck next time.
"Good morning Ammi!!" Asad called out loudly. He hated when he was ignored. Especially when his smiles were not acknowledged, especially by Miss Farooqi!
"Morning Beta! Baitho! Zoya phir?" Dilshad said half looking up from the eggs she prepared.
Zoya had constricted his mother's attention between the eggs and her.
Asad beta aj tu in the waiting list.
Asad gave his brows a press; toyed with his phone for a while to pretend that he was busy, but soon realized that no one was really interested. So being a man of intellect he thought it would be right if he participated as an adherent listener rather than demanding for attention from people who had forgotten him.
Zoya meanwhile chewed her toast at her leisure's time, drank the peach juice, in-between like as if she was the new Mallika! Her face ever so adorable. All he wanted to do was to poke them but he checked his urge.
Screw you Asad, Loveria is too bad for your health.
"Will you proceed Miss Farooqi? " Asad said as his tone took a drastic change from command to request, for a story which he had no idea about.
Zoya looked at him with her brows arched while she gave him a "Reaally?" look of hers!
Asad disappointedly returned back to his newspaper.
"Jiju then, used to take me to meet that bhaiyaa everyday!"
"Woh phir thik --" Asad cut in "Ammii coffee!"
Ammi am hungry you don't care about me but a random guy in Zoya's tales. Now this is the true meaning of being Sautela!
Asad fumed behind his newspaper.
"Why did your Jiju take you to THAT particular Bhaiyaa?" Asad continued as he put his newspaper down! He was evidently very angry.
"Because Mr Khan, iss duniya mein mujhse zyada koi aur baat kar hi nahi sakta! And you know, jab woh bhaiyaa thik hogaye the first thing he said was, Yea ladki mujhe behra kar degi!!" Zoya grinned like a 5 year old kid on declaring her accomplishment. Dilshad giggled at Zoya's child-like innocence and Najma broke into loud bursts of laughter. Asad hid himself behind his newspaper to grin from ear to ear.
"Mr Khaaan-App bina chupke chupate hass sakte hai! Koi apko nahi kaatega!" Zoya pouted angrily. Asad put his newspaper down pressed his lips hard to prevent from laughing.
"Mujhe hassi nahi aai!"
"Aur mujhe ISS baat pe hassi nahi aayi cause ap emotionally challenged hai!"
"Ohh reaally Miss Farooqii!!"
"Phoopiee abhi bhi waqt hai we should take him to the psychiatrist!"
"I think you are right Zoya!" Dilshad said as she handed Asad his coffee. Asad's face fell.
"Fine! I will fix an appointment today itself. Pacified you all guys are now?" Asad ranted back.
Najma giggled like she was being tickled in her tummy, her brother indeed was so adorable. Dilshad and Zoya Hi-Fi'd each other in a sweet victory jinx.
Asad shook his head and returned back to his coffee. What kind of conspiracy was this? His dear family was against him. He felt sad for himself. Pity took over him as melancholic violins played in the background. But then he looked up at his Family. They all were smiling and giggling at his bechara face and it made his heart feel good. His dimples greeted their smiled back. And he was caught off guard by Zoya, who herself was assuring him with her dimples. And yes that felt heaven.
Dabe-dabe paaon se aaye haule haule zindagi
Hothon pe taali chadake, hum taale lagake
Chal gumsum taraane chupke-chupke gaayen
Aadhi aadhi baatlen aa dil ki yeh zameen
Thoda tera sa hoga, thoda mera bhi hoga
Apna ye aashiyan
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"Mr Khan!?"
Asad literary fell out of his chair as Zoya's sudden voice interrupted him from his laptop and files.
"You have my door to knock Miss Farooqi! Why dont--" Asad scratched his nose, but Zoya cut in "Why do you then barge in my room all the time without knocking? And it was all open! You should have closed it!! And And And you can lecture me about your rules and decorum later, let me finish first before I forget." Zoya sat on Asad's bed while wearing her shoes.
Asad gave his brows another press and Zoya bit her tongue. She kicked her shoes away as they bounced off to the other ends of the room respectively, satisfied she sat with her legs crossed a big bright smile pasted on her face. Asad felt that instead of fuming he was smiling back her too, which was a very 'Un-Asad Thing'. He quickly recovered and said "What brings you in such a nice mood?"
"Ohh yes!! Its very important!!"
"Yea tell me am all here!"
"Well, do you have a 3Lakhs of rupees to spare?"
"What do you need it for?"
"I mean-I have umm-hmm let me count! 20 plus 10 30 that becomes 18 and 10 carry over 25 28 no no! Ohhh Nooo!!" Zoya started counting all over her fingers like a 3 year olds who just had learnt to count.
Asad looked at her affectionately as she debated over the carry over's on the pinky finger. His dimples again retraced their way home back.
"Zoo-ya! Why do you need the amount? Tell me!" Asad said affectionately as he knelt and dropped his hands in Zoya's lap to meet them with hers.
"I want to show you something!" Zoya's eyes glittered.
"Yea dikhao!"
She took her iPad and started the ordeal of explaining.
"I was flipping through this extremely awesome site."
"Yea you liked something?"
"Wait!! Noo! Look at this!--Isn't this ahhmazing?!"
"WooW! I Mean Wooha! Beshaak indeed it is! Thats a Thar right?"
"You won't believe Mr Khan it is priced at around only 10 Lakhs! It's waaayy cheaper than your Rado Watch. And and and I'll give 7 you'll give 3 and we can have something ours! Isnt it kinda fair deal?!" Zoya gave a contemplating smile.
"WAIT!! That's a second hand!!" Asad exclaimed in horror.
"But who cares?"
"I don't know about others but I do!"
"But I DONT!! YOUR GOING TO BE WIFE DOESNT YOU TOO SHOULDNT!!" Zoya ranted as she pouted.
"You want that jeep right?!"Asad looked into Zoya's face trying to meet his eyes with hers, she tuned to look at him, her shining brown eyes met his glittering ones.
"Actually! Truth is Not really!" Zoya smiled brightly.
"Okay, I will think about it." Asad gave her an assuring smile "Now bring me some coffee, or else I can't think!" Asad continued as he tapped her dimples.
"Main yun gai aur yun aii!" Zoya got on her toes to take her leave.
Zoya started humming as she pulled out her shoes from below the desk and the dewaan as Asad returned to his files. "Itni si haseen itni si khushi . . . Itna sa tukda chand ka . . .Khwaabon ki tinko se. . "
Asad heard the porcelain Vase to crash on the wooden floor as Zoya slammed the door behind her. "Chal banaye Ashiyan!" Asad remarked as he gave his brows a press again.
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A/N
One of the most Random Shits I have ever written.
Fact meets Fiction Well again š¤£ š
I have a fetish for cars. Jeeps lately. š¤£ Loved this Jeep [Pic below] and was kindaa begging my BFF Adzy for buying it š¤£ Here comes the inspiration from!
Noodles ( chicksoup ) : Now tell me how's it, you cant leave without reading it. š¤
Jootes Chappals Keechad and everything welcomed. Wanted to write. Hence wrote. š¤£ š¤
p.s. : A suggestion, do i make a thread for a list of my OS and SS? cause this is my 10th š³
For More Works of Fictions Do Have A Look At My Index š³
š Ankie
A friendly reminder, KARAN SINGH GROVER will always be MY ASAD AHMED KHAN and SURBHI JYOTI as ZOYA FAROOQI in my FICTIONS, rest is up to you readers, You can imagine anybody my leads to be as, I assure you I will not have a problem with that. š³
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