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Tu Jahan Main Wahan!
Gist ' in my story Zoya doesn't think that her abbu is dead; she is still trying to find her abbu! Ayaan sees the picture of her abbu in Zoya's hand and he thinks he has seen it somewhere.
PART 1 '
"This photo'' I think I've seen it somewhere." Ayaan looked at the picture in Zoya's hands.
"Arrey, you forgot Ayaan, I had given you some photos to search a place. You should've seen it then." Asad said.
"No, no bhaijaan''. Ya I remember, yesterday someone had come to our house he gave me some frames which mumaani had asked him to make, this photo was one of them." He explained.
"Are you sure it was this same photo?" Zoya asked, she didn't want to get her hopes up and then get them shattered like it always did. She didn't think she had the patience or will to endure it again.
"I remember when I had seen this same photo at the studio and when I went to the address, the residents denied any knowledge about the picture." She said in a sad voice.
"Did you copy the address right?" Asad asked.
"I didn't copy it. Tanveer did! She must've made some mistake in copying the address."
"Tanveer? It's unlike her to make such mistakes." Asad said broodingly.
"Oh really Mr Khan? You think only I can make mistakes, huh? She is also a human being and she can make mistakes. She is not perfect in every way." She snapped at him. He always took Tanveer's side, he never believed her.
"Zoya what am I saying and what are you saying?" he tried to explain his doubts but he was cut off by her.
"I don't want to hear anything." She turned away from him. Asad sighed, how he will explain Zoya why he found Tanveer's mistake a little unusual. It was not because he was taking her side or something.
"I'm sure there's been some mistake Ayaan, how can her abbu be in your house?" asad asked with furrowed brows.
"Mr Khan I'm not saying that my abbu is in Ayaan's house but someone in his family might know about his whereabouts." She said, her eyes becoming moist on talking about her abbu.
"I need to enter that house somehow." She looked at Ayaan with determination.
"Ms FAA-ROO-QUII! You are not going in that house!" he said in an authoritative voice.
"But Mr Khan there is no other option and why are you getting worried, it not like criminals reside there, right?" she shrugged.
"Yes Ms Farooqui criminals do reside there. How can you forget what Mr Rashid did." He said with disgust. Ayaan was hurt when he talked about his abbu in such a way but he chose to remain silent this time.
"And how can you forget that he was released from prison because the police found out that he was innocent." She argued.
"Oh please even you heard the recording in the doll and I'm sure he was freed by using wrong methods." He huffed.
"Bhaijaan''. Zoya'' you do know that I'm standing right here and it's bad manners to discuss about someone like this in front of his son." He waved his hand to make them aware about his presence. He never understood these two, whenever they talked they would forget about the people around them.
"Ms Farooqui you are not going there and that's final." He clenched his teeth and turned away.
"Mr Khan it's about my abbu, I know you are not in talking terms with your abbu but I love my father. Yes I've never seen him, I don't even know his name and yes he left my ammi and me and that's why I want to meet him. I want to ask him the reason for abandoning us, for never coming to find me. I just want to see his face once." she said, her voice filled with sadness and grief, her eyes filled with unshed tears. One look at her despondent face and he melted. How can he stop her from finding her abbu, after all that was why she had come to India in the first place.
He pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed. Zoya knew that she had won this argument; she recognized that trademark action of his whenever he lost a fight with her.
"You'll take care of yourself, you will not try to poke your nose in their personal matters, you will only ask about the information of your abbu and nothing else and please try not to fall in trouble." He pointed his finger at her and explained the terms and conditions.
Zoya nodded trying to control her ecstasy. As soon as he turned to go back to his room, she did a little victory dance and Ayaan joined her. Asad turned to look at her before entering his room and smiled.
****
Everyone in the khan mansion had gathered in the living room to discuss about Zoya's plan.
"Zoya, how will you enter Ayaan's house?" Dilshad enquired.
"Don't worry phupi! Ayaan and I have made a foolproof plan." She hi-fi'd Ayaan.
"Yeah and we all know how successful and foolproof your plans are." Asad rolled his eyes.
"Mr khan if you are not interested in our plans then no one is asking you to listen. You can go and sit in your room." She scowled.
"It's my house and I'll be wherever I want to." He retorted.
"'''. Okay now stop it both of you. Can we discuss your plan?" Dilshad intervened before their fight became serious.
"Oooh! I feel like a detective, it's so exciting!" Najma squealed.
"We'll discuss the plan later. First things first, no matter how many plans we make no one will allow you to enter my house in that!" he pointed at Zoya's clothes.
"What's wrong with my clothes?" Zoya asked innocently.
"You mean apart from being uncouth and totally untraditional?" Asad huffed.
Zoya glared at him, some people could never change, he was judgmental and he would always remain judgmental. Ayaan could see that Zoya was really angry at his bhaijaan and before world war III commenced he placed his hand on Zoya's shoulder almost as if asking her to calm down and said,
"No Zoya, there is nothing wrong with your clothes. My family is very traditional and they'.you know'.um'." Ayaan didn't know how to explain her that such clothes were frowned upon by his family.
"It's ok, Mr Khan's message was loud and clear." She looked away from him, although her bangs covered her eyes Asad was sure Zoya was upset with his remark.
"Now will you tell us how are you planning to enter Ayaan bhaijaan's house?" Najma asked.
"The plan is simple Najma, I will stay in Ayaan's house as a guest and I will try to search for any clues about my abbu. Ayaan will introduce me as an acquaintance, we have talked to dost and he is also ready to help me." She said excitedly.
"Dost?" Najma asked, she was confused as to who was this dost?
"I mean Mr Rashid. He is my friend." She said.
Asad was surprised; Mr Rashid was Zoya's friend? How? Why? When? A lot of questions rose in his mind but he knew he couldn't know the answer. Was there any other member of his family that was not Zoya's friend? First Ayaan then his abbu! As for the plan, he was not happy with it. The thought of her staying in Mr Rashid's house was horrifying, the idea of her staying away from him made him feel uneasy. If she was to fall in some trouble then he wouldn't be there to protect her, to save her. Asad loved his brother but he also knew that his brother was careless and he could never trust Ayaan with Zoya's life.
"Ayaan, I need to talk to you in private." Asad motioned towards his room. Ayaan nodded and walked with him to his room.
"Yes bhaijaan what do you wanna say?" Ayaan flopped down on the couch and said.
Asad sat down beside him and placed his hand on his shoulder.
"Ayaan'. Zoya is kind of a trouble magnet. Wherever she goes she attracts trouble or rather trouble attracts her, you have to take care of her, you have to make sure no harm is done to her." he said in a serious tone.
Ayaan stared at him, he was shocked to see so much concern in his bhaijaan's eyes for the very same girl who he used to call museebat, the same girl that he wanted to get rid of as soon as possible.
"Bhaijaan you don't have to worry. What could possibly go wrong? What could be dangerous in my house? She'll be safe there." He assured him.
"I don't know I just feel that something might happen to her in that house. I have this intuition, call it my gut feeling." He looked down on the floor.
"Bhaijaan nothing will happen to her. I'll see to it that she stays out of trouble."
"You are going to call me every day to keep me informed about everything that happens and if god forbid, she does fall in trouble then the first person you are going to call is me. If anything happens to her then I will not spare the person responsible for it and that includes you." He showed his fist to him, Ayaan gulped and simply nodded.
~ Next Morning ~
Asad was sitting on the sofa in the living room with his cup of coffee in his hand. Ayaan came inside and greeted his bhaijaan a good morning Asad gave him a tight lipped smile.
"Where is Zoya?" Ayaan asked.
"She must be coming." He replied. Both of them were busy talking and they didn't see a woman coming towards them, she was wearing a long sleeved salwar suit and her head covered with a dupatta.
Asad looked up and asked, "Jee mohtarma kahiye kya kaam hai?"
"Allah miyan what's wrong with you Mr khan?" she shrieked.
Asad's eyes widened as he realized that the woman was none other than Zoya. Zoya in a salwar suit was a rare sight. She looked so innocent and typically traditional, no one would say this is the same girl who would always prefer jeans and top over traditional suits. A few loose tendrils of hair kissed her cheeks, he wanted to go near her and push her hair back, and he would've done just that if there wasn't anyone in the living room. She looked mesmerizing, she always did but in a salwar suit she looked like an angel, the colour orange suited her, it complemented her skin well.
Zoya could feel his penetrating gaze on her and she blushed, something about the way he sometimes looked at her made her feel kinda mushy mushy inside, she got a tingling feeling in her heart and she just couldn't understand why!
Just the Dilshad came and she looked at Zoya
"Zoya beta'. Is it really you?"
"Itni buri lag rahi hun kya?"
"Nahi nahi, mashallah bohot khoobsurat lag rahi ho." She kissed her forehead.
"Toh chale Ayaan?" she looked at him.
"Yes of course do you remember your lines?" he asked. Zoya raised her eye brows silently informing him that she is Zoya Farooqui!
"Of course I remember my lines, I wrote them remember?" she rolled her eyes.
"By the way where is Tanveer? Haven't seen her since last night." Zoya asked.
"She might be in her room." Dilshad replied with a shrug.
"Ok so Zoya''." Dilshad started saying but Zoya cut her off mid-sentence.
"Yes phupi I will take care of myself, I will have my meals on time, I will not trouble anyone in the house, I'll try not to land up in trouble myself and I will call you every day. Phupi you have given me the instructions hundred times." She said, conveying her message not only to Dilshad but also Asad who was still concerned about her safety. He never said anything but his eyes spoke volumes and she had become very good in reading them.
"Okay, okay and ya don't forget to call me as soon as you reach there ok?" Dilshad reminded her.
"Aye aye captain, anything else?"
Dilshad smiled and patted her head, "I hope you are successful in finding your abbu."
Zoya's eyes welled up and she hugged Dilshad, najma joined them and it became a group hug.
"Uff yeh ladkiya itni choti si baat pe kitna melodrama karti hia." Ayaan whispered to Asad and snickered but Asad didn't react. He just couldn't get rid of the feeling that told him that it was a bad idea, a really bad idea.
****
~ Ayaan's residence ~
Zoya walked inside Ayaan's house'. House would be the understatement of the year, it was a mansion, a bungalow, an old haveli. Inside there was a large spacious living room, beside it a very long dining table, a huge beautiful chandelier on the ceiling and a traditional old Victorian styled curved staircase connecting the ground floor with the first.
Shireen saw a girl enter the house and Ayaan carrying her luggage. She went to her and said,
"Jee aap?"
"Woh'.." but before Zoya could say anything Rashid came from behind and told Shireen.
"Arrey you forgot Shireen? I had told you last night a guest is going to come here. She is one of my business partner's sister-in-law, she needed a place to stay so I asked her to stay here for as long as she wants."
"Oh yes, I completely forgot. Ya Allah what is happening to me, I'm sure it's that''." But Rashid didn't let her finish her sentence, he tugged her hand and shook his head.
"Shireen mehmaan ke samne kaisi baatein kar rahi ho?"
"Ayaan it's ok I'll manage." Zoya turned to look at Ayaan as she didn't understand what Shireen was trying to say.
"How do you know Ayaan?" Shireen enquired.
"Woh' woh actually'." Zoya stammered she had not anticipated this.
"Ammi, I went to pick her up from her place so of course I introduced myself." Ayaan butted in. he then turned to Zoya and whispered in her ear "That was very smooth Zoya."
Zoya mouthed a 'sorry' at him.
"Rashid I'm telling you something is''"
"Shireen we'll talk about it later, first you introduce Zoya to everyone and show her the room." Shireen looked down on the floor, no one believed her. Zoya saw the look of distress in Shireen's eyes and she knew something was wrong but she had promised Mr khan that she would not interfere in their personal matters.
Zoya was introduced to Nikhat, Nuzhat, Badi bi and Humaira. She noticed Nikhat was a very shy girl and preferred to remain silent, Nuzhat was a bundle of energy just like her while Humaira was just looking at Ayaan and Zoya simultaneously. She remembered she was the same girl that Ayaan was talking about, the same girl whom she had helped for the fashion show. She decided to help Humaira with her relationship problems.
"If I break just one rule then I'm sure Mr khan won't mind. Plus who is going to tell him about it." She thought to herself.
"Arrey bhabhi kahan hai?"Shireen looked around searching for Razia.
"woh ammi kisi se phone pe baat kar rahi hai." Humaira said.
oOo
"Yeh tum kya keh rahi ho billo rani? Who kambhakt ladki yahan aa rahi hai?" Razia was baffled at what she just heard. Her biggest problem in life was coming in her house.
"Razia bi, baukhlao mat, woh ladki aa nahi rahi hai'. woh toh aa chuki hai." Tanveer said with a smirk.
"Ammi sab aapko bahar bula rahe hai. ghar main ek naya mehman aaya hai." Humaira called her.
Razia's eyes widened with shock, she stood rooted at the spot, this was it, the thing that she feared the most was happening. She had to do something and she had to do it fast. Tanveer laughed and said,
"Apni najayaz beti Mubarak ho Razia Siddhiqui." She said her name with contempt and disconnected the call.
A/N ' so guys I've been away from the forum for 2-3 weeks cuz of some net problem! Anyways now I'm back with a new SS cuz I know some of you were waiting for another SS by me!
Ankie ' thanks for pestering me to write it down otherwise I was too lazy to type! Ik this part might not be upto your expectations or should I say snape's expectations but I promise that the other parts will be better! A lot fun, excitement, suspense, comedy, romance, thriller, angst and melodrama is on its way in this SS
Sohu bunny ' iss part ke baad is our OS! 😉
Tanya ' darling I miched you! See I posted the SS finally!
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INDEX
part 1 - Page 1
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