SS: That Extra Mile, for LOVE ,#3 updtd pg4(23/7)

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Regina

@mizzundaztud

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Posted: 12 years ago

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Hello Everyone, 🤗

I was away for sometime as I was travelling for work (hope some of u noticed 😃)... though even while I am away I keep myself hooked to the show and abreast with the forum, but this time, I didn't feel like commenting, liking or making new posts as I was depressed😕, BLAME IT ON THEDISGUSTING TWIST in the story😡...

Anyways, now that I AM BACK, and its nice to see the show coming back on track🥳...I thought of writing this SS, Thanks to some crazy, false spoilers🤪, they gave me an idea to write this story which starts right before the leap in the show in the first chapter, and is taken forward inlater ones😛

Index:

Chapter 1: below

Chapter 2: https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/qubool-hai/3658062/ss-that-extra-mile-for-love-3-updtd-pg4-23-7?pn=2

Chapter 3: https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/post/88463155

I hope you all like my version of the present and future track... Here goes the First Chapter

<div align="center">SS: That Extra Mile, for Love</div>
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<div align="center">Chapter 1</div>
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Disaster, was the site, air smelt of blood. Screams and shouts for help, men, women and children crying near the bodies of the dead, injured being rushed on stretchers, running nurses and doctors, urgency and emergency written everywhere. Amid the chaos, near the boulders made from the broken bridge, looking at the logs of wood of the railing floating in the stream of water before them, broken pieces of the bus they were travelling in barely an hour ago lying here and there, were two pairs of eyes brimming with tears, not because of the relief that they just survived the accident their bus had met, not because they suffered minor injuries that hurt like hell, not because there was devastation around them, but because their hearts bled, their existence pained them, they were two teary eyed women embracing each other, giving one another solace' knowing that the soothe they were searching was far away, the peace they expected in their lives was nowhere to be seen now
Still both of them were trying to calm each other, both of them had left comfort and luxury behind them. Little did they know that what they shared at present was an ages long bond' a bond that created when both of them came to this world. Though they thought that they had met only recently but that's what Allah had decided for them, to meet now'at this point in their lives. Had the situation and time been different, they would have grown together, heard same lullabies, shared candies, confided into each other in growing years, protected each other, eaten together, slept together and what not' had the time been different'. But fate and destiny brought them together, as they held each other in this tough time, outside and inside'
" Mera yakeen karo Humaira, us mithai mein maine zeher nahi milaya tha" said Zoya staring at the rock in river which was cut by the course of flowing water, breaking the long silence
"Main Jaanti hoon Zoya Baji, aap aisa kabhi nahi kar sakti, infact, us din aap se mil kar mujhe bahut sukoon mila tha, aisa laga hi nahi ki aapse sirf dooesi baar mil rahi hoon'. Aur zeher jisne bhi milaya ho baji, hua to mera faida hi, mujhe pata chal ki'. Ayaan ko '.meri kitni fikr hai" Humaira said hesistantly, 
"main tumse mohabbat nahi karta, na karta tha, na karta hoon" Ayaan's words echoed in Humaira's ears, breaking her heart again, resulting in a fresh trail of tears run thrugh her cheeks
"magar ab apne aap se poochti hoon, ki kya vo meri galatfehmi thi" she said, sobbing
"Nahi Humaira, aisa nahi hai, trust me, Ayaan ko tumhari fikr hai, aur kahin na kahin uske dil ke kisi kone mein tumhare liye jazbaat bhi hein, chaahat ke, mohabbat ke, bas ye hai ki use khud nahi pata ki vo kya chahta hai, jaise Mr Khan ko'.." as soon as Zoya took his name, she felt weak, she felt disgusted, she felt helpless, she felt angry, most of all, she felt betrayed.
Hearing Zoya's incomplete sentence, Humaira forgot the pain she felt at the moment, the sting that Ayaan's words had left on her heart didn't seem to matter for that while as she knew that Zoya's pain was bigger, deeper, her heart was more damaged, holding Zoya's palm and looking at the name engraved on her hand Humaira said in softest of voice "Zoya baji, main Asad bhaijaan ko bachpan se jaanti hoon, aur mein ye daave ke saath keh sakti hoon ki vo jaan boojh kar aisa nahi kar sakte' aap jaanti hein, us din nikaah ke liye jab Asad bhaijaan ravana hone wale the tab hum sab unse milne gaye the, jaise hi aapka zikr kiya to unki aankhon mein jo jazbaat dikhe the, vo unki mohabbat ki kahani khud hi keh rahe the, jaanti hein'.vo aapse'"
"please Humaira mujhe unke bare mein koi baat nahi karni, sach to ye hai ki.. ki.. vo ek kamzor insaan nikle, unhone mera dil toda hai, mere bharose ka qatl kiya hai unhone'" said zoya crying uncontrollably, between hiccups
"nahi Baji, please rona band kijiye' chaliye uthiye" said Humaira standing up, still crying Zoya got up, Humaira tried wiping her tears, while her own started to fall down' as Zoya looked at her, she hugged her tightly, and they cried in unison'. Both of them cried over cruel life that brought this on them.
"beti aap log theek hein? Kahan jaayengi aap, jaldi kijiye, Bhopal ki bas intezaar kar rahi hai" Zoya and Humaira broke their hug and looked at the retreating figure of the kind elderly lady who left them to convey the same to other waiting people
"ji? Wo'. Hum'." Said Humaira, confused looking at Zoya
"Are you sure Humaira, tumhe vapas ghar nahi jaana hai, sab log tumhe dhoondh rahe honge, tum kisi ko bina bataye aayi ho" asked Zoya, sounding worried
"nahi, mujhe nahi jaana baji, agar jaana hota to main aise ghar chor kar nahi aati" Humaira said
"lekin tum' sab pareshan honge tumhe le kar'" Zoya said
"Aur baaji aap?? Aap bhi to kisi ko bina bataye aayi hein, aapki bhi to raah dekh rahe honge sab" said Humaira, leaving Zoya speechless.
Weren't they so alike'.. kind, soft, sweet?? Both the girls, who now took the bus back to Bhopal together after the accident, sat side by side, at times talking, at time sharing the silence. As if it was natural for them to be together'it was natural that for another, one momentarily forgets her pain, to give strength to the other, one talks about love, hope, and life...they shared a lot in common, their nature, their beauty, their eyes, their smile. They shared the same softer side of a man, who once was a man in love, who once had emotions in his now mostly dry, ruthless eyes' which have the same glint of love and longing when years ago he gifted the music box to a toddler, with pain in his heart of separation from her, and at present when he gifted exactly the same box to a young lady right before her engagement. They shared the biggest truth of their lives, which when revealed would change their lives forever, they shared the same father,

Gaffur Siddiqui'

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Whoa...Yesthe sisterstook the same bus, yes they met, they poured their hearts out... All that will be dealt in later chapter, for now please leave your comments on the starting, it is damn encouraging to see the likes, and I m greedy for comments

<div align="left">links to my pervious works

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<div align="left">OS (complete): The Trail of Subconscious: https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/qubool-hai/3480181/asya-os-the-trail-of-subconscious-complete-pg-5</div>
<div align="left">TS (Ongoing): Love finds its way: https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/qubool-hai/3622100/asya-ts-love-finds-its-way</div>
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REGINA

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Posted: 12 years ago

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sound intesesting

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Originally posted by: --Kriti--
very nice

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Posted: 12 years ago

this is great! loved the bond both sisters share! would love to read more1 plz pm me when you update :)

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Regina

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Posted: 12 years ago

Originally posted by: cutestar12
Lovely pls continue soon

Thanks a tonne 😊

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Regina

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Posted: 12 years ago

Originally posted by: zoas91
this is great! loved the bond both sisters share! would love to read more1 plz pm me when you update :)

Sure dear, will pm u, thanks for liking 😊

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Regina

@mizzundaztud

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Posted: 12 years ago

Hi All,

I am back with an update, I knw I m late, apologies but I m going through crazy schedule... as I got time I have written this quick part... I hope u like this, do leave a comment... n hit likes...

That Extra Mile, for Love

Chapter 2

He always used to love silence, quiet and calm of nights, unlike today. This silent nights he drove his SUV on a dark, very dark road, with retreating trees giving an eerie feeling to his alredy frozen state.. he drove like he was dead... All that occurred yesterday, the disgrace he brought upon his name, his mother's upbringing and most of all upon Zoya's trust. the damage happened was beyond repair...So what if he thought he was married... so what if he thought he was with Zoya...SO WHAT...

"AAArrrggghHH" Asad scrememd in pain and frustration, followed by tears falling from his red,
puffy, bloodshot eyes...

How could he explain this to Zoya, she refused to stay ten meters in his sight, let alone listen to any clarification about the state she saw him in with Tanveer. And this morning his worst nightmare came true when he found her gone. She did not take anything with her. All her belongings present in her room... her clothes neatly piles in the wardrobe, her bridal dress hanging in the closet... had destiny played its cards otherwise, the dress would have been hanging in his closet, her clothes kept in his room... but now everything was destroyed!!!!

Asad looked at the passenger seat while driving where he carefully placed Zoya's i-pad and mobile phone, after Najma broughtthem to him this morning to unlock the i-pad screen, he refused to part from them... he caressed the i-pad with his left hand,wishing that somehow it changes into a lantern and Zoya comes out of it as a genie, callin him "jahanpanah" Her for once was ready to believe in all the illogocal, unrealistic things, as long as he got her back... she was missing, and he was feeling dead.
And then he remembered the phone call he recieved just ten minutes before, and as he reprocessed the words he heard from the other side he felt as though someone shot a bullet of zillion sound waves in his brain and it did not recieve signals for a few secondshe felt numb, frozen as he recalled what the police inspector said

"Mr Asad Ahmed Khan, Bhopal se kuch doorie par ek bus nadi mein gir gayi hai, kuch casualities hein, aap police station aa kar dead bodies ki shinakhth kar lijiye,... mera matlab hai, kahin..?????"

"App kya keh rahe hein inspector, aap hosh mein to hein, aap kehna kya chahte hein..." Asad cut the hesistant inspector fuming, then, reality struck him like thunder and he rushed to the police station, clueless, senseless and lifeless.

Asad had relief written all over his face when he saw that his Zoya wasnt there, he thanked Allah and coverd his face and eyes with his hands, blood started to flow in his body again, he felt he was breathing again, his skin seemed to feel the dripping sweat again. Wanting to leave the morgue immediately he started to turn back, when from the side of his eyes he saw his own image standing, looking blankly at a covered body in front of him... he saw the part of his heat standing there dishevelled, looking totally devastated.

"Ayaan, what are you doing here?" Asad asked his brother who seemed to be lost, devoid of any response
"Ayaan, Ayaaan" Asad shook him finally getting a blank look in response from him
"hunh!! kya?..Bhai.." Ayaan mumbled finally realizing Asad standing near him

"Hu..Humaira.." Ayaan managed to say, pointing towards a covered body lyinh in front of them, with one hand reaching for Asad's shoulder for support, Asad held Ayaan"s arm in reassurance, relief that he found barely minutes ago seemed to vanish after looking at the state of his baby brother.
"Are you sure?" Asad asked with a quiver in his voice
"Engagement ring.." escaped from Ayaan's mouth sounding more like pain, as he looked in his elder brother's eyes, which seemed to reflect his pain, he hugged him and broke into sobs
Asad had his eyes glued to the dead body while he comferted Ayaan, the inspector was lifting the cover from the body
"Ayaan, dekho, dekho, vo Humaira nahi hai" Asad said with new found energy, breaking the hug and turning Ayaan to look at the uncovered face of the body. Ayaan immediately looked at the body and then at Asad, expression on his face started matching Asad's from a while ago.
"Bhai ye Humaira nahi hai bhai" relieved and tearful he hugged Asad again, while Asad patted his head and kissed his forhead
"Par bhai aap yahan kya kar rahe hien?" Ayaan asked finally realizing that this was the last place he expected to meet his brother
"Zoya...Chali gayi Ayaan, main bhi yahan... shinakth... par Allah ka shukr hai" replied Asad in the most painful voice
"Kya bhai kab, ... kab gayi vo" Ayaan asked
"Aaj subah se ghar pe nahi hai, Ammi ke liye ek khat chor ke gyi hein... meri to vo shakl bhi nahi dekhna chahti.."
Ayaan said nothing, just held Asad's arm, wondering what test Allah was taking of both the brothers

The brothers drove back to their houses, passing through the streets of Bhopal, one of which lead to a charitable rest house of an orphanage where at that very moment were two young ladies who were the target of their search, two sisters who took refuge, wanting not to be known by any one, wanting to disappear for sometime from this cruel world. They had a lot to contemplate, a lot to learn and unlearn in the comingmonth to start living again. Sleep miles away from their eyes, still holding on to one support that they found in this calamity, Each Other

------------------------------------------------------------------------ So here it is... I knw the story is going slow, but trust me, next part introduces how the sisters start their journey to go that extra mile for their love... I m already working on it... till then Happy reading Regina :)