|AsYa SS| ~Whispers of the Wind~ (Now Complete!) - Page 3

I looked at her, she had now got up and was moving around the room, touching some things and looking at the paintings. Then she stood in front of my trophy case, and from the look she gave me she was awestruck.

"You won all of these?" She asked me, fingering one trophy.

"Yeah, all of 'em" I said.

"Goodness! Are you famous or something? You must be having over 25 trophies or something!" She said and then started looking at the framed photographs, I just shook my head. I did not even know her name but talking to her almost came naturally to me. Even though she was a ghost a supernatural being, existing against the nature, when I first saw her I should've been scared to death. But I wasn't something in her face didn't let me, something that was human and held pain and suffering. Her eyes.

"So'uhh'what is your name, ghostie?" I asked her, on hearing me call her a 'ghostie' her mouth fell wide open and she gave me a disgusted look.

"This ghostie is known by Zoya, or was known, well whatever." She said. And then just like she had appeared she disappeared into thin air, leaving me astonished. I stretched myself and switched on my laptop. I had been sitting there for hours but I hadn't written anything except the heading, I switched it off and got up, as I was going to my bed I heard a sniff there sitting on the armchair was Zoya. She was crying.

I don't know what came over me, but I literally ran to her side and I bent to her eye level, she looked up her eyes rimmed with red and tears were flowing nonstop. Suddenly she hugged me as if her life depended on the hug. I did not know what to do, I wanted to hug her back so badly but my arms were hanging limply to my sides. She backed away and wiped her tears with the back of her hand and sniffed loudly.

"Why are you crying Zoya?" I asked her softly.

"I had gone to see him'my fiance'he was crying and he has become so weak, so fragile! He's not well he needs care but he won't let anyone do it! Stubborn!" She said, her eyes held anger, then she held the sleeves of my kurta and shook me.

"I wanted to console him so bad, Asad! He was so close'so close to me! I wanted to hold him to tell him, that I'm still there, there for him and will be forever! But how could I? Because he can't see me! The one person I wanted who should see me can't see me! And you'you can! This is not fair! So not fair!" She said and shook me again this time with much more force. The last sentence that she spoke pinched me, it was like a stab to my heart.

I knew she was angry, but whatever she said shouldn't have hurt me so bad! But it did, didn't it? I looked at her she was now sitting on the floor and crying, my heart lurched. I sat beside her, she looked up at me and spoke nothing, but her eyes they seemed to covey what she wanted. She wanted me to say something, anything that would comfort her. Anything.

"Zoya, I won't say that I can understand what you're going through because I really can't, but pain and suffering is a part of life. Atleast you saw that your fiance loves you too much to let go, you came to know the amount of love he has for you in his heart. And love like that is rare to find, he still holds on to every memory of you, because he thinks that maybe one day you'll come back but then he realizes that you aren't. So he blames everything on himself, because it breaks his heart every time he realizes that you are never coming back to him, no matter how hard he prays." I said, these lines were real cheesy and I could not understand how come I said these.

"Asad'you know what? This actually makes me feel better'who thought you knew how to comfort weeping women?" She said and smiled at me, that smile se t my heart racing.

"So what's his name? Your fiance's?" I asked her.

"It's Shadaab" She said. I had heard the name, and then suddenly it hit me I had taken this guy's interview for the budding entrepreneurs of 21^st century, and I knew the address.

The next moment I know, I told Zoya that I had some work and I left the house, sat in my car and drove to Shadaab's house. It was some 20 minutes away, I reached the house and rang the doorbell, and elderly woman opened the door.

"Assalam Walikum, I'm Asad, Zoya's friend may I talk to Shadaab?" I asked the elderly woman, her eyes immediately filled up with tears when she head Zoya's name.

"Walikum Assalam, Asad. Please come this way I'll show you to Shadaab's room." She said and led me to his room; she left me at his door I could hear soft music coming from inside the room. I knocked at the door and waited no one answered so I pushed it surprisingly it was unlocked. On entering I saw a man playing a piano his back to me, from the looks of him one could tell he was weak or was wearing a shirt two sizes too big.

"Shadaab?" I called softly, he slowly turned round and I walked closer to get a better look at his face, if not for the swollen red rimmed grey eyes, the unshaved face, and the sunken cheeks, one could've considered this man handsome. Just above the piano was a photograph of Zoya and him, of their Nikaah.

"You are'?" He asked in a hoarse voice.

"I am Asad, Zoya's friend." I said.

"Asad? Zoya never spoke about you'but a friend of Zoya's is a friend of mine please have a seat and please don't mind my messy room. Since she left, I never really feel like doing anything." He said softly. The man loved her too much to let her go, and this pained Zoya which in turn pained me.

"You know Asad? The piece I was playing, it was Zoya's favorite! She would request me every time to play it." He said and smiled a little.

"Shadaab I know it's hard to let go, especially when the wounds are fresh, but you take care of the wounds when they are fresh, don't you? I am not saying that move on find someone new, because that is the hardest part, moving on. I would say cling to every memory of her and stay happy because that in turn will make Zoya happy which in turn will make me ha' I mean what if she sees you like this? It will break her heart Shadaab don't forget her, just live her beautiful memories." I said and there I go again, Mr. Cheesy.

He looked at me, he really could not grasp anything I had said and then suddenly there was a spark in his eyes and he started fingering his wedding band and looked at me again. I saw realization hit him, as if suddenly he understood everything. As if he understood this was all that Zoya would say and I was her messenger. And for the first time that night the guy smiled for real. Then he took my hand and led me outside and introduced me to his mother again, his mother gave me a watery smile on seeing that I had made her son smile again.

After that I left, I felt lighter and happier I had made someone happy today. I reached my house after sometime and saw Zoya already standing there in my room. The shimmer around her was stronger and I could see through her now, which I couldn't earlier. She looked down at her body with a confused look and then suddenly her worry lines creased out, and she hugged me tightly again for the second time.

"Asad! You did it! I know why I was sent to your house! Because you are the one who has set me free! You set me free by telling Shadaab to move on to live happily, I don't know how I know this but I know this! And now I'm going, I won't be a ghost anymore Asad, because you set me free! You'you did it! Thank you Asad, thank you so much!" She said and her eyes glistened with happy tears.

She was growing fader and fader, and suddenly I felt fear gripping my heart, fear of loosing her, I hugged her tightly as if this would prevent her from going to the next world, so that she could stay in mine. I opened my eyes I was frantic now, I could only see a faint outline of her body now.

"Zoya'don't go please! Don't leave me please'I need you." I whispered the last part, her face held a surprised expression and after that she disappeared completely. She had gone and was never coming back. Why had I acted like a hero? Had I not gone to Shadaab's house Zoya would still have been here!

I heavily sat down on my bed and let reality sink in; she was gone and wasn't coming back. Not now. Not ever.

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