Asya SS Aghosh (Complete) - Page 8

Originally posted by: MisHumptyDumpty

Yes Asad is capable of doing so! He is an animal 😆 this was BRILLIANT. the pain could be so easily felt. Great work Kuku

Originally posted by: Linsie

Wow very emotional story... i cant take it... you make me cry 😭

update soon!!

Originally posted by: rajnid68

hey its your imagination so why change the storyline..

sad but well conceived...

waiting when they be there for each other...

Originally posted by: skavya

Loved the update so heart touching !!

Feel so bad for Zoya how can Asad behave like this ? she needs love & support of his most & at that time he left her alone I can understand he is in pain but her pain is more than that

U portrayed the flashback specially hospital scene so nicely, his pain, anger i feel that

hope he will understand his fault soon

nice piece of work

Thank u so much for pm 😊

Originally posted by: Enchantress

Asad is being a jerk... Does he think the a mother could kill her own child... Can she stoop so low.. God.Its the mother who goes through the entire pain to give life to a baby... Its is not an easy task to carry a baby within your womb and then take the worlds biggest pain and give birth to a new life... she is a creator... And, he accuses her of a mistake she'll never ever think of committing... I really love the plot of this story... I know asad will come around soon.. and except his mistake but I don't want zoya to actually forgive him that easily.. The loss about which he is growling , she had the same loss.. In spite of being their and giving her the support he actually worsened the entire situation... I don't want him to be forgiven that easily .. That is what is in my mind after this...

Do continue soon, you are gem of a writer.. You write really well.

Dee

Chapter 4

Zoya wakes up with a jerk at the bang of the door. She looks here and there in confusion. Then calms down. His particular enchanting perfume hits her senses.

'He was here!' it strikes her. 'he was here?' she sighs, then closes her eyes.

A pang rises in her arm taking her back in the past.

Flashbacks:-

She slowly opens her eyes. She realizes she is in the hospital. Her head still hurts. She cries, "Asad!"

There is no response. Its dark outside. The pain in her head thins and the memories start flashing in her mind.

"My baby!!!!..." she cries yet again and places her hand on her abdomen, she couldn't feel anything.

"My baby….Asad!... our baby…" she whimpers hysterically, loud enough to create a havoc.

A nurse rushes in and tries calming her down. She starts in front of her,

"Please sister please tell me where he is? Is he okay? Please bring him to me. Just one. Please. Is he with Asad? He is with Asad right? But then why was he saying….." she stops lost somewhere but then rejects her thoughts.

"Where is he? Where is my baby? Where is Asad?' she yells.

The nurse pities her condition, this wasn't new for her. Many mothers found it hard to overcome the grief of losing their child especially the first one.

"Ma'am you had a miscarriage, we have lost the baby…"

'Don't give me this bullshit… how can this happen? Where is he? Tell me? Tell mee.!" She screams frantically and then starts sobbing like a little girl.

"tell me or I will set this place on fire, tell me where he is? You guys have hidden him somewhere…Asad! Asaaad! Where are you? Look what these people are saying….they are saying he's gone….. noh nohh nooo! She yells and yells feverishly.

The doctor enter and order the nurse to prepare the injection. They forcefully inject her and she loses her consciousness. She was still pleading for her baby before black out.

The doctor sighs eyeing the nurse peculiarly.

"Did you call her husband?"

"Many times but after he left…. No he wouldn't pick our call."

"Tsk tsk tsk! All he thinks is that its her fault… oh so typical."

"Yeah poor she"

"like all other poor shez… come we have a patient in the other room…they have lost their two year old daughter."

They walk out of the room their faces emotionless.

Two weeks later Zoya was discharged from the hospital. Asad somehow came to pick her but never did he open his mouth to say anything not even a glance towards her.

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Zoya sighs and gets up to perform ablution.

She spreads the praying mat and prostrates, her lips making silent movements,

"Please Great God Almighty help me out of this grief.

To You belongs all sovereignty and praise and You are over all things Omnipotent. O Allah! None can prevent what You have willed to bestow and none can bestow what You have willed to prevent, and no wealth or majesty can benefit anyone, as from You is all wealth and majesty.

We belong to You and to You is our return. O Allah, recompense me for my affliction and replace it for me with something better (Ameen)."

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Asad drives on the freeway, his eyes fixed on the road but thoughts on Zoya. He stops his car on a silent bend and springs out of his seat. It was somewhere before the midday. The warm sunlight felt very refreshing on his existence.

He leans on his cars bonnet and stares at the sky aimlessly. He sees two eagles in a flight high in the sky. Both fly in circles, one after the other, one chasing the other. They then start flying toward each other as if they would crash into each other, but both change their path at the last split second. This goes on again and again and again. Every time they try doing so they end up doing the opposite.

Asad drifts into the past.

Dilshad was in the hospital breathing her last; her breathing high and heavy but features calm and peaceful. Asad sits beside her and takes her hand in his. Dilshad smiles,

"Zoya Kahan hai?"

"Prayer Room"

"My girl… her prayers will soon be answered."

"How do you know that?"

"She is praying for me, for release from this pain…and that time is near when I will be released from this pain and this world too."

"Please don't say that."

Dilshad smiles weekly.

"You know what Asad…a child is the most valuable thing in a mothers life. For me you are the most valuable thing in life.

We all have to die one day but I can die peacefully because I am handing the most precious thing in my life to someone who can take even better care of it than I could."

A tear rolls down Asad's cheeks. She continues.

"You cant always get everything in life but that doesnt mean you start forgetting every other blessing you have.

Don't ever lose something you have for something you can never have."

Her voice echoes in his ears as he pulls back into reality. His attention again shifts towards the two eagles, who were flying together now. They had decided not to hurt each other anymore. They had decided to let go. He smiles sadly.

Its better to let go and exonerate than to fight for the rest of your life.

Nature is the best teacher, it always gives us signs but we always chose to ignore them.

No matter how many distances we create between our close relations there can never be a complete dearth of affinity. We might not want to accept it but in reality our heart can never stop beating for a person once it starts doing so.

He starts strolling on the gravel, making sound under his feet. Soon there is grass and trees and sun rays making their way through the dense leaves.

Finally his mind starts accelerating with his heart.

'What am I punishing her for?

Is she responsible for the series of events that took place?

All I know is that she can never do it on purpose. Then why am I doing this to her?

Aint it equal a shock for her, maybe even greater, she was the mother after all. He was a part of her, she bore the pain to carry him in her for 7 months, then how could she kill him? I dint have that connection with him, still the pain of losing him almost killed me. What must she have gone through? How is she surviving?'

He felt heavy at heart. Finally he was letting go of the curtain that was blinding him and was seeing the true picture, which was slaughtering his inside now. He could finally feel the pain she must have gone through to some extent because it is not possible for any other human creature to feel the true pain a mother feels after losing her blood. No father, no son, no brother and no sister in the world can fell that pain. Therefore Allah has elevated the status of a mother three times superior to a fathers. We can never recompense the pain our mothers bear to bring us to this world.

'It was written by fate, the same fate which wrote her in my life, the same fate which made her my wife in the most unusual circumstances, the same fate which made my life bloom like a flower for the past three years. How can I ever curse it? What took me so long to realize? When did I become so self-centered? So egocentric? So self-seeking?

I have hurt her. HURT HER of all the people? She could never have expected this from me? Even I cant expect this heartlessness towards her myself. What got into me?

She came in my life unwanted, but there came a time I could never want anything more than her in my life. Hadn't I promised myself not to hurt her ever. And now look what I have done I killed her with my own hands. How can I ever face her? How can i ever face myself?'

He slams his palm on a trees trunk with such a might that blood starts pouring out. He roars like a loin and falls on his knees sobbing like a man with nothing but guilt, remorse, repentance, regret and shame inside him.

"What have I done?" He growls.

"How can I ever think of letting her go?" he howls.

The thought of it pierced his heart. He stood still, utterly shaken. He shakes his head.

"NOOO!" he exclaims loudly.

"How can I let her go? How can I live without her? How can one let go of his own life?"

He ran towards his car with broken steps and accelerated towards home. Hoping it wasn't already too late.

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I don't know if I stood up to your expectations or not. I never knew you guys would get so emotionally attached with the characters when I started. Man you bashed him a lot. But that's how its gonna be. Accept it or reject it.

And please shower your generous and sincere comments, they make me update faster.

Don't ignore any errors here, because this one I have cross checked. Man I am ignoring my ff for this ss.

Chapter 5 coming soon!