Part 2:
What an exhausting day,thought Zoya,the branch at Bhopal really needed help,she understood now why they had sent her here.She told her driver to take her back home and gazed out the window when she set her eyes on a foreign exchange shop and remembered she needed some.Just as she was coming out of the shop she saw a flash of long brown hair and froze."Zoya?" The woman with long brown hair stared at her,eyes filled with pure joy and astonishment. "Phoophi?" she heard herself say.And then the two rushed to meet in a warm hug with tears overflowing.Soon the series of questions began,Where have you been? What are you doing in Bhopal? "Im here on an assignment for 6 months,with the company Im working for and I recently got promoted to head of the IT department of the NYC branch she said smiling shyly."Wow Zoya,Im so proud of you!There isnt a day where we dont miss you but when we talk about you Asad gets too sad so we don't.Yeah sure thought Zoya shaking her had sadly,poor Phoophi always saw only the good stuff ."Phoophi I must go now,got lots of work to finish." "But Zoya you must come and stay with us!",said Dilshad. "Aap jaanti hai phoophi ki aisa nahi ho sakta,par mein zaroor aapse milne aaoongi" "Okay beta,keep in touch aur ghar aatein rehna." They hugged and parted,dragging their feet with a reluctance that was to the observant eye indicative of their strong but impossible desire to remain in each others company.
As Dilshad returned home she felt herself go back five years to that terrible day.Even now just thinking about it made her heart twist inside her chest.
5years ago,Bhopal city,Khan Residence:
"Zoya meri baat toh suno,tum Asad ko jaanti ho na,woh gusse mein aakar kuch bhi keh deta hai." "Phoophi mein aapki bahut respect karti hoon iss liya please mujhe rukne ke liye mat kahiye,maine har baar har tarah ki kadvi baaton ko sehen kiya hai par iss baar sab kuch khatam ho gaya hai.Mr Khan ne iss bar jo kiya aur jo kaha,uske ke baad mere liya yaha kuch nahi bacha"."Par Zoya..." "Nahi Phoophi,har insaan ki bardaashth ki ek hadh hoti hai aur aaj woh hadh par kar chuke hai woh." After the poor girls heart rending speech she did not have the heart to force her to stay but she still tried. "Zoya,tum toh meri beti jaisi ho aur mein tumhe aise dukhi hokar jaatein nahi dekh sakti...thande dimaag se faisle liye jaatein hai,gusse mein aakar nahi,thodi der ruk jaaon aur doobaara sochon apne faisle ke baremein. " "Phoophi,agar aap ne kabhi bhi mujhe apni beti samjha hai to aaj mat rokiye mujhe,aaj mat rokiye" she said with tears in her eyes."Yeh khath Asad ko de dijiye,maine isme sab keh diya hai aur yeh file aap ke liya hai,isme aisi kuch cheezein hai jo shaayad aapke kaam aa jayein kabhi. And they had hugged in that moment and sobbed with each other,the younger woman knowing that there was nothing anyone could say to change her mind now,not even Asad and the older woman knowing that there was nothing she could do to stop her.They sobbed over all that was lost and all they were losing in this hopeless and helpless situation. And as they sobbed, somewhere in a hospital a woman smiled over the wonderful game she had played with the Khan family and whispered,"checkmate" as she turned to look in the mirror at her stone eye.
"Madam,we have reached home",said the driver bringing Dilshad out of her memory,she lifted her hand and touched her cheeks surprised to find them wet with tears.Well,such is life.
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