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Hi all! Since it's the weekend and we need some past time. Here is a small solution.
I thought how about we write a short OS about AsYa as a forum. I will add it all here at the end of the Weekend. If it is unfinshed I will ask some of you to help me finish it if you are willing.
So basically, I write a sentence and the person following can carry on and write another sentence.
e.g.
1st Person: Asad looked at Zoya shocked.
2nd Person: He couldn't believe what he heard
And so on. It can be what you like. Just try and follow on from the previous sentence. :)
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Participants so far
- famzii05
- Kaya13
- mochhug
- loveableangel
- mizzundaztud
I thought how about we write a short OS about AsYa as a forum. I will add it all here at the end of the Weekend. If it is unfinshed I will ask some of you to help me finish it if you are willing.
So basically, I write a sentence and the person following can carry on and write another sentence.
e.g.
1st Person: Asad looked at Zoya shocked.
2nd Person: He couldn't believe what he heard
And so on. It can be what you like. Just try and follow on from the previous sentence. :)
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Participants so far
- famzii05
- Kaya13
- mochhug
- loveableangel
- mizzundaztud
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"Mr Khan! What are you saying?"
He looked at her with his eyes full of hatred. At first, Asad thought Zoya wouldn't do such a thing, but how wrong was he. How could she? Did she not trust him? He had told her he would take care of it and nothing would happen, but did she believe him? No. She had to take things into her own hands, as usual.
"Miss Farooqui! Don't try and play dumb. I had told you not to do this" Asad said in a frustrated voice. Zoya looked away.There was no way she could have ignored this.
"Mr Khan," Zoya began slowly. "I know you said that you would take care of the problem but you weren't being... Well attentive so I took matters in to my own hands and took tanveer to the vets and had her neutered". Asad looked at her menicingly, whereas Zoya stood before him hands on her hips refusing to be affected by his glare.
"Zoya, I have told you again and again that Tannu does not need to visit the vets!" Asad said tightly, highly annoyed of Zoya's suspicions of Tannu being a Cat, which was ridiculous.
"Mr. Khan, why don't you ever believe me? I have seen it with my own eyes! She turns into a cat when the full moon comes out! That's why she's never home at that time of the month!" explained Zoya, hurt that he still didn't trust her.
Asad was getting angrier by the minute. He couldn't even comprehend where Zoya got these thoughts from; which she apparently "saw with her own eyes".
"Ms. Farooqui, do have any idea what you are saying? Aisa sirf filmon mein hota hai. People don't just turn into animals! What's wrong with you!?" he exclaimed, exasperated by her childish accusations.
"Allah Miyan what's wrong with 'you' Mr Khan! I saw her with my own eyes!" Zoya practically shouted pointing towards her eyes.
"Really Ms. Farooqui? Tell me what did you see? Fur coming out of her skin? Claws where her nails usually are?" he asked, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
"Yes Mr Khan! That's exactly what I saw. Finally you understand." Zoya said happily, completely ignoring Asads sarcasm.
Asad turned on his heels and swiftly walked out of the room. "This girl is so confusing" he muttered under his breath.
"Allah miya! What's wrong with Mr. Khan? Why does he always walk away when I'm trying to tell him something? No, not this time. This time he will have to listen to me, whether he likes it or not." And with that she stomped angrily towards his room.
Zoya reached Asads room and unaware of his shirtless state, barged into the room. "Mr Khan! You have to lis..." Her eyes widened in shock of seeing Mr Khan like this, but the shock subsided and turned into awe of his smooth, perfect and sexy abs.
"Ms. Farooqui! Do you have some sort of short term memory loss? Why can't you ever knock when you come into my room? Seriously, is it-" started Asad. But he stopped, as he noticed a slight smile playing on her lips.
Asad noticed the glint of mischief playing in Zoya's eyes.
He didn't believe me right! I will teach him a lesson. Mr Khan, you are going to enjoy this. Zoya thought cheekily.
Very slowly, Zoya took a few steps towards Asad. On seeing this, Asad just looked at her with curiosity. What was Miss Farooqui thinking??
"Ms. Faroo- Zoya, what are you doing?" Why is she looking at me like that?
"Mr Khan! What are you saying?"
He looked at her with his eyes full of hatred. At first, Asad thought Zoya wouldn't do such a thing, but how wrong was he. How could she? Did she not trust him? He had told her he would take care of it and nothing would happen, but did she believe him? No. She had to take things into her own hands, as usual.
"Miss Farooqui! Don't try and play dumb. I had told you not to do this" Asad said in a frustrated voice. Zoya looked away.There was no way she could have ignored this.
"Mr Khan," Zoya began slowly. "I know you said that you would take care of the problem but you weren't being... Well attentive so I took matters in to my own hands and took tanveer to the vets and had her neutered". Asad looked at her menicingly, whereas Zoya stood before him hands on her hips refusing to be affected by his glare.
"Zoya, I have told you again and again that Tannu does not need to visit the vets!" Asad said tightly, highly annoyed of Zoya's suspicions of Tannu being a Cat, which was ridiculous.
"Mr. Khan, why don't you ever believe me? I have seen it with my own eyes! She turns into a cat when the full moon comes out! That's why she's never home at that time of the month!" explained Zoya, hurt that he still didn't trust her.
Asad was getting angrier by the minute. He couldn't even comprehend where Zoya got these thoughts from; which she apparently "saw with her own eyes".
"Ms. Farooqui, do have any idea what you are saying? Aisa sirf filmon mein hota hai. People don't just turn into animals! What's wrong with you!?" he exclaimed, exasperated by her childish accusations.
"Allah Miyan what's wrong with 'you' Mr Khan! I saw her with my own eyes!" Zoya practically shouted pointing towards her eyes.
"Really Ms. Farooqui? Tell me what did you see? Fur coming out of her skin? Claws where her nails usually are?" he asked, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
"Yes Mr Khan! That's exactly what I saw. Finally you understand." Zoya said happily, completely ignoring Asads sarcasm.
Asad turned on his heels and swiftly walked out of the room. "This girl is so confusing" he muttered under his breath.
"Allah miya! What's wrong with Mr. Khan? Why does he always walk away when I'm trying to tell him something? No, not this time. This time he will have to listen to me, whether he likes it or not." And with that she stomped angrily towards his room.
Zoya reached Asads room and unaware of his shirtless state, barged into the room. "Mr Khan! You have to lis..." Her eyes widened in shock of seeing Mr Khan like this, but the shock subsided and turned into awe of his smooth, perfect and sexy abs.
"Ms. Farooqui! Do you have some sort of short term memory loss? Why can't you ever knock when you come into my room? Seriously, is it-" started Asad. But he stopped, as he noticed a slight smile playing on her lips.
Asad noticed the glint of mischief playing in Zoya's eyes.
He didn't believe me right! I will teach him a lesson. Mr Khan, you are going to enjoy this. Zoya thought cheekily.
Very slowly, Zoya took a few steps towards Asad. On seeing this, Asad just looked at her with curiosity. What was Miss Farooqui thinking??
"Ms. Faroo- Zoya, what are you doing?" Why is she looking at me like that?
Zoya walked even closer, and stopped just inches away from him.
"Mr. Khan, why is is that I always find you shirtless when I come into your room? Do you do this on purpose?" she asked, in her most seductive tone making Asad look at her straight in the eye.
Zoya lifted her hand towards Asad's cheek. Asad, who was on the verge of a heart attack, averted his eyes and tried to step back. It was a fail. He fell onto the bed backward, pulling Zoya along with him.
Zoya was thrown. She had not expected to be so close to him. She had her eyes closed tightly. Asad's breathing matched hers now, both ragged. Asad looked at her face, caressing her features with his eyes. She looked so innocent, yet beautiful.
"Mr. Khan, why is is that I always find you shirtless when I come into your room? Do you do this on purpose?" she asked, in her most seductive tone making Asad look at her straight in the eye.
Zoya lifted her hand towards Asad's cheek. Asad, who was on the verge of a heart attack, averted his eyes and tried to step back. It was a fail. He fell onto the bed backward, pulling Zoya along with him.
Zoya was thrown. She had not expected to be so close to him. She had her eyes closed tightly. Asad's breathing matched hers now, both ragged. Asad looked at her face, caressing her features with his eyes. She looked so innocent, yet beautiful.
"Zoya..."
Hearing her name, Zoya slowly opened her eyesand what she saw in those eyes that looked back was pure passion. His gaze held hers with so much depth, there was no trace of hatred in them.
A unknown force was pulling them closer and closer together. So close that their lips were less than three centimeters apart. Zoya could feel Asad's soft breath fanning her face.
Asad could no longer contain himself. This gorgeous girl had taken his fantasies to the next level. Maybe a kiss today?
Their noses were touching, Asad slightly tilted his neck to reach out to her, to break that barrier which was between them, to taste that forbidden fruit which he longed to savour.
Zoya's breath got heavier as she saw Asad's eyes shift to her full lips in anticipation, the feel of Asad's bare body under her heaving chest was driving her crazy. Panting heavily, she remembered the last time they were so close, when she fell down prying on tanveer.. wait TANVEER!!! She jerked back into reality!
Zoya looked at Asad who's head was dipping closer to her. She wanted this but at the same time she knew it wasn't right.
"Mr Khan..."
"Zoya..."
"Mr Khan!" Zoya said loud enough for him to hear.
Asad broke out of his daze and gently rolled Zoya over so she was now below him. He gave her one last look, and reluctantly peeled himself off her. Now on his feet, he rewound the last 5 minutes in his head.What must she be thinking now? This the second time I've almost kissed her!
Yet why did this feel so right? So natural to him? Why wasn't he ashamed about how they were lying just a few seconds ago? Embarassed, yes may be, but not regretful. "Woh... actually... Miss Fa... Zoya..."
"Woh kya actually!?" she cut him off. Those two words would one day be the death of him, she cursed mentally. "Aap din bhar chilate reh the hai, that this is a nakli wedding, that you're doing this for your ammi. Then what was this? Why do you keep coming to close to me, and acting like you care? Do you care? Or this also a drama? Why are you playing with my emotions, Mr. Khan?" She stopped. Shit. Zoya, what are you saying? You basically told Jahapana... AHH!
She closed her eyes and turned away from him, wishing he had not heard her. Mentally face palming herself she simmered down her tone. "Look Mr Khan, I don't know why Tanveer is doing this..." before she could complete asad cut her "lets not talk about Tannu for once Zo...Miss Fa..."
"Why not, Mr. Khan? Because you'll believe her? You'll trust her?" she said in a small voice. Her eyes brimmed with tears. "I wish, Mr. Khan, just once, just once you would trust me..." she paused. She turned to face him, and looking him straight in the eyes, she continued. "... as blindly as I trust you," she finished sadly.
Mitwa (Sad Version)
Asad looked at her, she looked disheaveled, disheartened... hurt evident on her face. Asad saw her leave with defeated steps. Why is it difficult for him to trust her? Well it's not that he did not, but what she was implying was far from reality. Tannu turning into a cat on moonlit nights? She actually meant that Tannu was an ICHHADHARI BILLI. What the? He needed to talk to Zoya. He needed to find out why, on what grounds was she saying that. He wont be rude, he won't show his distrust. He simply wanted to know what was going on.
"Zoya... it's not that I don't want to trust you... but try to understand. What you're saying.. it's hard to believe." He guided her towards the bed to sit.
Surprised and hesistant she sat beside him on the bed. Surprised because he said that he believed her, this was their first step towards the long journey they were taking together and hsistant because she was still not out of the daze their proximity had just created. Her thoughts were broken when Asad spoke in a tone as soft as silk "tell me, what is bothering you about Tannu?"
Zoya hesitated. Come on, Zoya. Mr. Khan has never asked you like this. Just once. Maybe, kya pata maanle.
A unknown force was pulling them closer and closer together. So close that their lips were less than three centimeters apart. Zoya could feel Asad's soft breath fanning her face.
Asad could no longer contain himself. This gorgeous girl had taken his fantasies to the next level. Maybe a kiss today?
Their noses were touching, Asad slightly tilted his neck to reach out to her, to break that barrier which was between them, to taste that forbidden fruit which he longed to savour.
Zoya's breath got heavier as she saw Asad's eyes shift to her full lips in anticipation, the feel of Asad's bare body under her heaving chest was driving her crazy. Panting heavily, she remembered the last time they were so close, when she fell down prying on tanveer.. wait TANVEER!!! She jerked back into reality!
Zoya looked at Asad who's head was dipping closer to her. She wanted this but at the same time she knew it wasn't right.
"Mr Khan..."
"Zoya..."
"Mr Khan!" Zoya said loud enough for him to hear.
Asad broke out of his daze and gently rolled Zoya over so she was now below him. He gave her one last look, and reluctantly peeled himself off her. Now on his feet, he rewound the last 5 minutes in his head.What must she be thinking now? This the second time I've almost kissed her!
"Allah Miya! What's wrong with you, Mr. Khan? Is this your way of trying to convince me I'm wrong?" accused Zoya. What was that!? Yes, she felt something for him, and yes, it was love. But still, they weren't even married! Yet...
Yet why did this feel so right? So natural to him? Why wasn't he ashamed about how they were lying just a few seconds ago? Embarassed, yes may be, but not regretful. "Woh... actually... Miss Fa... Zoya..."
"Woh kya actually!?" she cut him off. Those two words would one day be the death of him, she cursed mentally. "Aap din bhar chilate reh the hai, that this is a nakli wedding, that you're doing this for your ammi. Then what was this? Why do you keep coming to close to me, and acting like you care? Do you care? Or this also a drama? Why are you playing with my emotions, Mr. Khan?" She stopped. Shit. Zoya, what are you saying? You basically told Jahapana... AHH!
She closed her eyes and turned away from him, wishing he had not heard her. Mentally face palming herself she simmered down her tone. "Look Mr Khan, I don't know why Tanveer is doing this..." before she could complete asad cut her "lets not talk about Tannu for once Zo...Miss Fa..."
"Why not, Mr. Khan? Because you'll believe her? You'll trust her?" she said in a small voice. Her eyes brimmed with tears. "I wish, Mr. Khan, just once, just once you would trust me..." she paused. She turned to face him, and looking him straight in the eyes, she continued. "... as blindly as I trust you," she finished sadly.
Mitwa (Sad Version)
Asad looked at her, she looked disheaveled, disheartened... hurt evident on her face. Asad saw her leave with defeated steps. Why is it difficult for him to trust her? Well it's not that he did not, but what she was implying was far from reality. Tannu turning into a cat on moonlit nights? She actually meant that Tannu was an ICHHADHARI BILLI. What the? He needed to talk to Zoya. He needed to find out why, on what grounds was she saying that. He wont be rude, he won't show his distrust. He simply wanted to know what was going on.
He grabbed her arm, and gently pulled her towards him again. He noticed that her tears were now streaming down her cheeks. Using he free hand, he wiped her tears, one by one. But still, Zoya refused to look at him.
Surprised and hesistant she sat beside him on the bed. Surprised because he said that he believed her, this was their first step towards the long journey they were taking together and hsistant because she was still not out of the daze their proximity had just created. Her thoughts were broken when Asad spoke in a tone as soft as silk "tell me, what is bothering you about Tannu?"
Zoya hesitated. Come on, Zoya. Mr. Khan has never asked you like this. Just once. Maybe, kya pata maanle.
"Mr. Khan, I myself didn't want to believe it. She's your friend. You trust her. And I know that's a rare thing for you." The insinuation was not lost on Asad. But he listened on, quietly. "But, lately I thought her behaviour was a little odd. Whenever she wanted to eat, she would only eat fish. Except that day when you we're offering her the fried fish. But otherwise, that's all she eats. And, when I went into her room, I found cat hair, and a kitty litter box. Then last night, when the moon was full, I saw a big animal in the backyard. I was going to call you," she looked down shyly as she said this. No matter what their differences, he was always her go to when she was afraid. "But I thought I was overreacting. And when I went outside... that's when I saw it... I saw a big cat. And five seconds later, in the same spot, I saw Tanveer..."
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