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The labored breathing of a man on a mission, the tears streaming down his face as he searches for that one person his heart lurches to see just one more time--I hear it. I can hear the pain in his screams as he searches the crowd for that one face that lights his whole heart on fire. Yet his pained scream holds nothing against the silent look in this eyes as he cherishes the moments of their reunion.
As he slides the ring into her finger, I can't miss the way his hand brushes against the side of her hand, caressing her--Making sure she's real, making sure that she's there with him. Maybe he doesn't know the significance of that ring, but his heart does. Zoya might look at him with awe, but deep down she knows that this isn't Asad being a romantic, this is their love finally paving its way, forcing away Asad's barriers and asking her... "Qubool Hai?"
I see the way he pushes her away from what he thinks is going to harm her, but in the next he's there, right beside her, holding onto her like there is no tomorrow.
Indeed, is there a tomorrow for them?
With the black tendrils of evil lurching behind the shadows, they never know when it's their last moment. He'll hold her, he'll push her away, but in the end he'll kneel down and stop resisting. Maybe, this time he'll finally ask, "Qubool Hai?"
But they say actions speak volumes. Doesn't his every word, every breath consent.
I wonder will the day come when she finally answers? "Qubool Hai." or will a day come when he finally murmurs the words Zoya dies to hear? "Bas Itani Muhabbat Hain."
I'm not sure I want that day to come. Their silence is a tune that touches every soul, let not words come in the way.
Asad and Zoya may never tie the knot, but their love runs deeper. No ritual can be bigger than that. No person can protest against what they have.
"Qubool Hai?"
"Qubool Hai..."
As he slides the ring into her finger, I can't miss the way his hand brushes against the side of her hand, caressing her--Making sure she's real, making sure that she's there with him. Maybe he doesn't know the significance of that ring, but his heart does. Zoya might look at him with awe, but deep down she knows that this isn't Asad being a romantic, this is their love finally paving its way, forcing away Asad's barriers and asking her... "Qubool Hai?"
I see the way he pushes her away from what he thinks is going to harm her, but in the next he's there, right beside her, holding onto her like there is no tomorrow.
Indeed, is there a tomorrow for them?
With the black tendrils of evil lurching behind the shadows, they never know when it's their last moment. He'll hold her, he'll push her away, but in the end he'll kneel down and stop resisting. Maybe, this time he'll finally ask, "Qubool Hai?"
But they say actions speak volumes. Doesn't his every word, every breath consent.
I wonder will the day come when she finally answers? "Qubool Hai." or will a day come when he finally murmurs the words Zoya dies to hear? "Bas Itani Muhabbat Hain."
I'm not sure I want that day to come. Their silence is a tune that touches every soul, let not words come in the way.
Asad and Zoya may never tie the knot, but their love runs deeper. No ritual can be bigger than that. No person can protest against what they have.
"Qubool Hai?"
"Qubool Hai..."
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