AsYa FF : Life As We Know It (Chap5 -Updated) - Page 7

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Zoya sat in the rented innova and the car zoomed forward from the airport. She looked out of the window; everything was so strange. India was so different. 'How can they walk on roads without shirts?' Zoya wondered as she gawked at them with amusement. There were people all around. So many people walking, so many cars, so much honking!

She was stuck at a crossing when a small girl in torn clothes knocked on her window. Zoya put her windows down to listen. "Do naa. Do naa." The girl kept saying extending her hand in front. Zoya looked at the girl wondering what she was asking for. She understood hindi perfectly well but what did the girl want? Money? She had read about beggars in India but a small girl? She didn't exactly know what to do so she gave her box of pizza to the girl. The girl smiled and accepted it. Zoya smiled back pleased with herself.

"Zoya! You've reached safely I hope?" Shoab asked. "Yes Dad, I'm fine!" she chirped. "Ok listen, I'm send you an address you are going to stay with a family here. I have an old friend who's been kind enough to open his home to us. Tell the driver to take you there!" Shoab said. "No dad, I don't want to live with strangers!" Zoya grumbled. "Zoya, I sent you to India because you really wanted to go, can't you do this much for your old dad?" "Allah Miya, what's wrong with you? Why do you become so sentimental?! Ok fine. I'll go there." Zoya gave up.

In no time she was lost again in the beauty of the city. 'Its dirty, but the people have such a clean heart. Its underdeveloped but the people are so generous and giving… There is poverty everywhere, but people are so enriched with love and affection.' These thoughts flooded Zoya's mind as she thought of her mother. She was so calm and a symbol of peace and calmness like a mountain covered in snow. She felt an overwhelming sense of happiness with butterflies in her stomach. She just knew that she belonged.

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"Ammii!" Asad screamed as he entered the house. Dilshaad came running out of the room. "Tamatar..!" Asad called out again. He called his sister tamatar because she was so round ;) Najma also came. "I got it. I got my first deal! Actually half of it!" "Asadd! WOW! Oh god I am so so so happy!" Dilshaad chirped. "Bhaijaaan" Najma hugged her brother. "But how did you get half an order?" Najma asked. "I didn't have enough laborers so they gave that part to another company but they were completely smitten by my plan, so yeah, I got the planning part!" He replied. "I am so proud of you son! So very proud!" Dilshaad said with tears flooding her eyes. It was a new life, a new beginning, a good beginning.

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"You did WHAT?" Rashid roared banging the file on his desk. "Abu, it was a good deal!" Ayaan said defending his decision. "Ayaan, do you have any idea what you did? This new company, whichever one it is, will have all the power. Its their plan and idea, so we will have to work according to them. How could you miss that?" Rashid said disappointed in his son. "Abu, the man seemed nice. He was reserved and didn't speak much but it won't be so bad. It is their first case so I don't think we have a problem…" Ayaan said. "Fine. You brought this on yourself. This entire project is your responsibility. I have already sent the manager for sight inspection and the laborers have been paid. So you better get this done." Rashid said, "Anyway, when are you meeting the owner? What is his name?" "Abu his name…" Ayaan tried to recall. He couldn't remember it. Did he even say his name? He was a Khan but… "I don't know… I think Asad," Ayaan admitted bluntly. "WHAT?" Rashid yelled again. "Asad what?" "Abu, I didn't ask." "Heights of unprofessionalism. What is wrong with you?" "I am sorry abu. I am meeting him tomorrow though, on sight. We will discuss everything there." "Look, I don't have time for this project now. You handle this one. I am going to Dubai for a meeting. I will be back in 3-4 days. Now I need to go home, we have a guest coming." Rashid said leaving his office. All the way home, Rashid kept wondering if the 'Asad' that Ayaan met was his son? Did he also just get into the building industry? Rashid was uncertain but happy. Maybe this is the way allah wanted the two to meet.

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Zoya knocked on the door. She was upset. 'How could abu do this? He just sent me to a random family. A long lost friend? So random!' A lady with frizzy hair opened the door. "Come on in beta, we were waiting for you!" the Shireen said. "Assalaam alaykum aunty.." Zoya said entering the house. She looked around. It was a huge house. It looked grand too. Two younger looking girls came out to see her. She looked at them and said, "Assalaam alaykum, I'm Zoya!" They responded in the same manner and introduced themselves, "I'm Nikhat & this is Nuzrat" "Wow, both your names are so adorable.." "Shukriya." They replied. Rashid too met Zoya. "Beta, your father and I studied together here in Bhopal, but then he moved to New york in tenth grade." He said. 'Maybe it wasn't such a bad idea. These people seem cool. Abu is always right' Zoya thought.

Nikhat showed Zoya her room. "So Zoya, you've never been to India before?" Nikhat asked. "No, my ammi moved there when I was born. After her death, I didn't have anyone to come back to. Abu was always busy so he didn't have time to get me here," Zoya said. "No problem. We will show you around. Bhopal is a beautiful place. The people here are too good. Let Bhaijaan come home, we'll make some plans!" "You have a brother also?" "Oh yes, Ayaan Bhaijaan is younger to me…" Nikhat said looking at her watch, "Anyway, I have to run now, Imraan will be waiting for me.." "Imraan?" Zoya asked. "My husband." She said rushing out. "Khuda hafis."

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Asad sat in his empty office planning his future deals. He was setting up a website for his company and doing all the work alone. He hoped that the newspaper article would help get some workers. He expected a lot from this first deal. Less work and more pay. That's the deal he had just made. He was quite proud of himself and after thinking for a while about how stupid the worker for RAK industries was, Asad went back to work on his website. This was big for him. He wanted to reach far and for that he had to work very hard! That's all he cared about at that moment.

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Precap : AsYa Meet :)

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