Hey QHians,
Taking inspiration from today's fantabulous SBS spoiler, here's something I've penned down...
Do let me know what you guys think about it through your criticism, comments or likes...
Looking forward to your response 😉
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I'm Sorry
Azad fell down on his knees crying miserably not knowing how else to react. He couldn't believe what his eyes saw and what his ears accepted. Sitting in one secluded corner of his room, Asad sat there recalling the incident that just lay before him.
It was the morning of Eid. Unlike the last so many years, this year's Eid was different. He was unhappy and indifferent because his life was not shaping the way he had planned it. He was in love with a one woman and was marrying another. He had always prayed before Allah to never make him fall in love as he feared he'd turn out to be like his father. But since Allah didn't grant him his wish, he fell in love but along with that his fear turned out to be true as well. He indeed did become like his father, Mr Rashid Khan.
Destiny played such a game that his life turned upside down. Sometimes he'd wish if he had never fallen in love with Zoya but then his conscience would rebuke him because only he knows how beautiful each and every moment that he spent with Zoya was. Though they couldn't see eye to eye till a few months ago, things had slowly started to change. They'd both gradually and unknowingly fallen in love with the other. They hadn't confessed it to each other but they could comprehend each other's feelings, just like Zoya had said on the night before their wedding, 'Mr Khan, aap rehte bohot chup hai magar aapki aakhein bohot kuch keh jaati hai'.
And then came the day of their nikaah. Though Asad would have never expressed it before any living soul, but he was happy, extremely happy. He was getting married to the love of his life. Unknowingly over the past few days ever since their nikaah was apparently forcefully decided, Asad had started weaving a dream of his life with Zoya. He was looking forward to spending his future with Zoya, waking up and sleeping next to her, taking care of her and expecting a little bit in return. And he was happy, really very happy.
Everything seemed perfect until that horrifying, fateful moment where he saw a few goons kidnap his best friend Tannu. Though he still does not remember what happened in between the two moments, one where he saw Tannu in a dishevelled state and the other where he woke up next to Tannu almost naked.
Life after that moment has been nothing less than a roller coaster. He lost Zoya, his family's trust and then being compared to the man he hates the most that is his own father did nothing better than succumb him more into self-guilt. And later after almost a month, he found Zoya in Ajmer, confessed his feelings to her, was left dejected by her and what not. And just when he's thought that he had lost Zoya forever, she came back into his life, his home, dressed as a bride waiting to be accepted and loved forever. At that moment he understood what being speechless meant. Getting all ready when he was to accept life back with open arms, destiny had to play its game again and let him know that he's the father of Tanveer's child.
Hell broke loose and he didn't know what to do. He had to break his marriage to Zoya again. He didn't know how he would face her and tell her that Tanveer was bearing his child and that he had to choose responsibility towards that unborn before his love. He knew Zoya wouldn't be able to bear it all but he had to do it and he with a very heavy heart broke his marriage to Zoya again and announced his nikaah with Tanveer without giving Zoya reasons which she rightfully deserved.
And now today, exactly a month later on Eid he's sitting here broken recollecting his past, wishing he had believed her when she first accused Tanveer of wrong doings. But how could he believe her and why would he? Who would have even in their wildest dreams ever thought of a best friend creating so much havoc in your life? He had known Tannu all his life. She was his best friend, probably his only friend. She had the tehzeeb and the tameez, respected elders, spoke politely and always did what she was asked to. How could he have read between the lines? After all she was his best friend.
But now he wished if he had.
Asad got up on the morning of Eid that is today, dressed and walking towards the living room for his namaz when he stopped midway enchanted by the beauty before him in the living room. Zoya was praying. She looked so beautiful. How would he possibly stay alive without this woman? Before he could start sulking even further, his thoughts took a turn seeing Tanveer come out with a can filled with what looked like water. If it really was water, why was she pouring it around Zoya? What was she doing? And why? Before he could put two and two together, he saw something that caused the blood in his body boiling. Tanveer was trying to kill Zoya by trying to burn her alive.
Just in time before Tanveer could do the unfortunate and grave, Asad held her hand tight, took that candle away and slapped Tanveer with as much force he could collect. Asad was furious. He could kill her if she didn't have a very good reason to defend herself. Well Tanveer, she didn't know what just happened. Was it game over for her? How was she going to make Asad believe in her? He had caught her red handed. And that slap, Ouch! That hurt a lot. Her mind started working overtime, thinking of a very strong reason, thinking whether she should use her baby to gain sympathy, or do what?
All her thoughts froze the moment Asad demanded an answer. She would be lying if she said that she's seen Asad even furious. The way he looked at her was enough inkling to know that it's game over. After shedding a few tears and infuriating Asad even more, Tanveer was made to spill the beans. With every narration of her ill doings, Asad started turning red in anger while Dilshaad, Najma and Zoya stood there in shock not knowing how to react.
Every living soul in the room was in shock and was crying, one in fear, another in guilt and anger and the rest in shock and anger. All Asad did after Tanveer finished was call the cops and let her be in a place she truly deserves.
Without saying another word, Asad left for his room to be left alone. The guilt of not trusting Zoya and choosing Tanveer's words over Zoya's was killing him inside. He wanted to punish himself not knowing what to do. What had she done to deserve all this? And what had I done to deserve this? Was trusting a friend so bad? Questions to which he had no answers appeared before him and he cried and cried to vent out his pain.
Asad was brought back in the present by a knock on the door. In no mood to speak to anyone and definitely not face Zoya, Asad ignored the knock but was in for a surprise when Zoya entered the room ignoring his ignorance.
'Zoya, please leave me alone. I don't think I'll be able to ever face you and forgive myself for what I've done' said Asad in all his guilt.
Zoya knew leaving him alone to sulk would be the worst mistake she'd ever make and hence moved towards Asad to speak to him. She sat next to him in the corner of the room trying to face him. His blood shot eyes after all the crying left Zoya shattered. He was in pain and she couldn't see that. Zoya made him forcefully face her after much resistance from Asad.
She had to take control of things, his emotions. She had to talk to him and get him out of his guilt. And thus she started, 'Asad…'. That moment when he looked up to see her when she called out his name, made her forget everything that she was going to say to console him. Zoya's hands involuntarily reached Asad's face and her palm cupped his face. Both of them didn't know what to say to each other.
All Zoya could feebly say while looking into his eyes was, 'I love you Asad' and that was it for him. Asad moved forward to take Zoya in an embrace while he kept crying miserably over her shoulders mumbling 'I'm sorry Zoya' till his mind and body gave up.
Asad went to sleep into Zoya's lap after crying his heart out and mumbling infinite sorry's in his guilt and pain. Zoya let him be. She did not need any further explanations from him. She knew he was genuinely guilty and hurt and she didn't want to make life miserable for him by bringing back the same accusations again. The last 2 months were the worst 60 days of both their lives. He was tired and so was she. But only she knew how she could make it all better, by starting afresh with their love for each other for company.
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