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Hello guys! It's a new story on AsYa and has a lot in common with the original story. Here Asad and Zoya are portrayed by KSG & SJ respectively. Ayan is VM, and you can imagine Karan Wahi as Reehan.
INDEX
Chapter 1 Page 1
Chapter 2 Page 3
Chapter 3 Page 4
Chapter 4 Page 6
Chapter 5 Page 9
Zoya is an NRI software engineer and stays in NY with her Appi and Jeeju,Zeenat and Anwar respectively, who adopted her years back from Bhopal. Zeenat's own brother, Reehan, is Zoya's best friend and colleague, and he stays with them too.
Asad is a world famous architect and the owner of Dilshad Constructions. He stays at Bhopal with his mother Dilshad and sister Najma. He shares an unbreakable bond sith his step- brother Ayan and meets him secretly.
Zoya comes India to solve her past issues, with just some photos of her mom and dad, and some memories of her mom.
NB-In my story, Zeenat and Anwar have no idea about Zoya's parent.
Zoya stays at Asad's house as a guest. Both Asad and Zoya being polar opposite, stay at loggerheads always, ready to kill the other person anytime. Though they try their best to stay away from each other, to ignore the odd feelings they feel for each other, destiny always spoils their plans and brings them together, much to their dismay.
So do they realise their feelings? If they realise, then do they accept the feelings or not? If they accept their feelings, do they pursue those feelings? If they don't accept or pursue, then what stops them from doing so? Do they decide to move on in their lives? When they finally want to be together, will destiny help them unite or will separate them? Will they do anything?
CHARACTER SKETCH
Zoya Farooqui:
This is a 23 year old girl who hides all her pain behind a dimpled smile. Her family and friends call her Ms New York and they are everything for her. She always wants to find out about her roots, her mom, dad and what happened to them. Zoya believes in the institution of marriage and is determined to marry someone who loves her, his and hers family, who trusts her and respects her way of living and her opinions and who accepts her knowing everything about her life.
Asad Ahmed Khan:
He is a 27 year old business tycoon, who lives for his mom, sister and brother. He is often called the most eligible bachelor of Bhopal, but he never spares a glance at any girl other than his little sister. He is very smart, yet very strict and traditional. He hides all his pain behind that strict face. Althugh he appears to be very strong and emotionless, yet his heart is more vulnerable than that of a kid. He hates his Dad who left him, his sister and his mom all alone 20 years back, and separated him from Ayan, his step - brother. He is ready to marry any girl his mother chooses for him, under the condition that she is traditional, respects him and his mother and takes care of his family. He is determined never to fall in love with anybody.
Reehan Farooqui:
He is 23 year old,full of life and tension free. He is a happy-go-lucky handsome hunk, but is very protective of Zoya. Both are BFF and inseparable. His views on nikah same as that of Zoya.
Ayan Ahmed Khan :
He is a 25 year old ex-student and the 2nd best bachelor of the town after his brother. He runs behind every beautiful girl, and loves his brother the most. Humaira is his best friend and his best friend in the virtual world-Internet- is Mona, with whom he shares everything, without mentioning names.
NB- Other characters are same as that of the show. There are no Nikhat and Nuzhat in the story. Still haven't thought about Badi Bi.
Chapter 1
It is a chilly morning in New York. In one of the millions of apartments, some voices are coming over loudly and frequently. A lady in early 40s is calling over frantically from a decent well- maintained and spacious kitchen:
Zoya! Zoya...get up! Zoya!
After a while she goes to a nearby room which is still dark. She pulls aside the curtains and the room gets filled with light. There are a lot of posters on the wall, especially of MS Dhoni, Salman Khan and Brangelina. Just opposite the door, a huge photograph taken at some special occasion hangs on the wall, where there are many people with wide smiles on their faces. Coming to the bed, it's a spacious round bed where someone, supposedly Zoya, is sleeping with her whole body covered with a blanket. There are a number of dolls on the bed. The lady stares at the sleeping form with a sigh, glances at the clock and opens her mouth:
ZOYAAA!
A man in 40s enters hurriedly. From under the blanket a groggy voice comes over:
Appi...Please! One minute!
The other lady opens her mouth to say something but the man interrupts:
Zeenat! Let her sl...
Zeenat glares at him and says: Aap chup rahiye Anwar! Have you seen the time?
Hearing the commotion, a young man in early 20s, dressed in white shirt and black jeans, looking very handsome, enters and sighs looking at the bed and says-
So sleeping beauty is still sleeping? Wait!
He runs over to the bathroom and comes back with a mug full of water.
Before Anwar and Zeenat can say anything, he goes over to the bed, lifts the blanket and pours all the water in one go. Zoya wakes up instantly shouting 'ARGHH!!!' and others cover their ears. Her face is not visible because of the silky hair that covers it completely.
The young man smiles widely and says:
Finally! Good morning Ms New York!
The girl slowly removes all the hair from her face to reveal a beautiful, angelic and perfect face. But there is rage in her face as she glares at the young man, making him move back. Suddenly she yells:
REEHANN! YOU ARE SO DEAD!
As she stands up on the bed with determination and jumps down, Reehan stands behind Zeenat. Zeenat sighs and Anwar smiles knowingly. Before Zoya takes further steps, her eyes fall on the clock and her doe- shaped eyes get as wide as saucers.
Zoya : Allah miyaan, what's wrong with you? It's 8? Appi!
Zeenat : I have been calling you since 7!
Zoya : Allah miyaan! I will get late for the meeting...
She runs to her cupboard and grabs her clothes and runs over to the bathroom.
Reehan says from behind: If not sorry, you can at least say thanks!
Zoya slams the bathroom door saying' Shut up you fool!'
In 10 minutes, all four gather at the dining table and take their breakfast. Zoya is dressed in a white T and black jeans, with her hair tied in a ponytail and no make-up. She gobbles up her pizza and gulps her diet coke in one go ignoring Zeenat's disapproval, whereas Reehan takes his sweet time to complete his.
Seeing this Zoya gets frustrated and says: Rey! Be fast! We will get late for the meeting!
Reehan speaks through his mouth full of pizza: Umm...princess, I don't think so. The meeting is at 10 na!
Zoya's mouth drops open in surprise.
Zoya :Allah miyaan, what's wrong with you? Have you gone out of your mind? It's at 9!
Reehan (calmly): Correction! It was at 9! It has got postponed this morning only!
Zoya : Whaat?
Reehan: Haven't you checked your email?
Zoya hurriedly checks her email, stares at it for some time and then glares at Reehan as he tries to suppress his smile.
Zoya : You sent the mail to me 5 minutes back! You...
Reehan: Really?
Zoya gets up and snatches his pizza slice!
Zoya : I hate you! No pizza today!
Saying this, she eats his pizza and he gaps at her.
Reehan: This is not fair at all princess!
Zoya : Yup it is! Why didn't you tell me ?
Reehan raises his hand in surrender: okay okay my fault I didn't tell you but that doesn't mean you will eat my pizza! Appi, see your sister!
Zoya : appi see your brother! He always harasses me!
Zeenat : Stop it both of you! When will you two grow up? Allah miyaan!
She gives another pizza to Reehan. The glaring session between both Zoya and Reehan continues till they leave for office together.
It is a beautiful full moon night at Bhopal. Unlike the market full of noise, there is silence all around a two- storeyed house that stands out unique from all other houses in the neighbourhood. Why shouldn't it be? After all it is the house of world famous architect who settles for nothing but the best. There is a man in late 20s leaning against a huge glass window of a room, staring at the sky. Leaving aside the moon light that is entering the room through the huge window, there is darkness all around. Just like his life? In spite of all his achievements that is nearly impossible for a person to achieve at his age, in spite of happiness there is sadness and loneliness (?) on his face. He looks like a Greek God, dressed in a white kurta pyjama. Suddenly his face gets alert on hearing some crumbling of leaves from outside. He peeps out and then sighs on seeing a young dashing man with curly hair looking here and there in the darkness, like a thief. A smiles creeps upon his face, and it reaches his eyes. In one swift motion, the young lad jumps in through the window and hugs him hard. He hugs him back. They stay like that for some time and separate after some time. The man runs his hand through the other person's hair affectionately and asks:
Kaise ho Ayan?
Ayan looks at him with a pout.
Ayan: aapke bager kaise hoonga aapko pata hai Bhaijaan!
Both sigh and the man looks away.
]Ayan: khair chodiye! Aap bataiye aap kaise hain?
]His brother replies: I am fine!
Tum abhi one week ke liye mat aana.
Ayan's mouth drops open: kyun? Kya hua Bhaijaan? Hum...
His brother puts a hand on his shoulder assuringly: Relax Ayan! Actually kal mein ek week ke liye New York jaa raha hoon, ek bahut important meeting hai!
Ayan sighs with relief: oh! Aapne toh mujhe dara diya Bhai!(smiles wickedly) waise, aisa na ho ki wahan aapko koi angrezi beauty mil jae!(seeing his brother glare at him) come on Bhai! Mujhe bhi toh meri Bhabhi chahiye!
His brother nearly yelled: yeh kya badtameezi hai Ayan? Tumhe pata hai mujhe yeh sab baatein pas...
Ayan( interrupts): Relax bhai! I am just joking! By the way my best friend is from New York, okay? (Seeng his brother's questioning gaze) Mona! Meri internet friend hai! Bahut hi achhi lad...
His brother interrupted displaying no interest: okay okay, but you should be careful! Aise random unjaan logon se dosti nah...
Ayan: bhaijaan! Aap air aapke 17th century khayalat!
Before they can continue, a female voice, sweet and graceful, comes from outside: Asad!
The man hurriedly hides Ayan behind the window and replies loudly: jee ammi!
The same voice comes: Dinner ready hai! Aa jao!
The man hurriedly bids goodbye Ayan and Ayan wishes him all the best. After Ayan leaves, Asad sighs and looks up onto space. Yes, it is Asad, Asad Ahmed Khan, the billionaire, the epitome of perfection, the dream boy of many girls, the person who is not allowed to meet his brother openly. What a play of fate?
He makes his way towards the door to join his family for dinner.
It's a wide room with a small yet clean kitchen alongside. There is a square table for dinner with four chairs, simple yet elegant. A lady in 50s and another young girl in early 20s ate arranging the table as Asad walks in and takes his seat. He scrutinises his plates and coffe cup and points to a spot on the mug: Najma!
The young girl, ie, Najma gets up and clears the spot. Asad continues directing her until everything is spotless, and his mother Dilshad sighs and shakes her head.
Asad: Ammi main kal 7 baje jaa raha hoon! Najma tum humare car mein hi college jaogi aur Ammi, maine aur do security guard assign kar diye. Woh log kal join karenge. Aap log bilkul tension mat lena. Agar koi problem hoga toh immediately muj...
Dilshad: Asad! Tum pahli baar nahin jaa rahe ho! Aur tumhari Ammi ko akele rahne ka bahut experience hai!
Asad: Ammi, aap logon ki hifazzat karna meri responsibility hai! Isl...
Dilshad: pata hai, lekin tum jyada hi tension le rahe ho Asaf. Itni tension lene ki koi jaruratt nahin!
Asad: Nahin Ammi! Aap...
He continued his lecture and DIlshad and Najma nodded along, concentrating on the food all along. Their dinner got over. Dilshad and Najma collected the left overs as Asad sat down on the couch in the living room working on his laptop. Dilshad and Najma bad him good night and left for their rooms.
End of chapter 1!
So how is it guys? Should I continue? Do leave your comments.
Precap
AsYa in NY
INDEX
Chapter 1 Page 1
Chapter 2 Page 3
Chapter 3 Page 4
Chapter 4 Page 6
Chapter 5 Page 9
Zoya is an NRI software engineer and stays in NY with her Appi and Jeeju,Zeenat and Anwar respectively, who adopted her years back from Bhopal. Zeenat's own brother, Reehan, is Zoya's best friend and colleague, and he stays with them too.
Asad is a world famous architect and the owner of Dilshad Constructions. He stays at Bhopal with his mother Dilshad and sister Najma. He shares an unbreakable bond sith his step- brother Ayan and meets him secretly.
Zoya comes India to solve her past issues, with just some photos of her mom and dad, and some memories of her mom.
NB-In my story, Zeenat and Anwar have no idea about Zoya's parent.
Zoya stays at Asad's house as a guest. Both Asad and Zoya being polar opposite, stay at loggerheads always, ready to kill the other person anytime. Though they try their best to stay away from each other, to ignore the odd feelings they feel for each other, destiny always spoils their plans and brings them together, much to their dismay.
So do they realise their feelings? If they realise, then do they accept the feelings or not? If they accept their feelings, do they pursue those feelings? If they don't accept or pursue, then what stops them from doing so? Do they decide to move on in their lives? When they finally want to be together, will destiny help them unite or will separate them? Will they do anything?
CHARACTER SKETCH
Zoya Farooqui:
This is a 23 year old girl who hides all her pain behind a dimpled smile. Her family and friends call her Ms New York and they are everything for her. She always wants to find out about her roots, her mom, dad and what happened to them. Zoya believes in the institution of marriage and is determined to marry someone who loves her, his and hers family, who trusts her and respects her way of living and her opinions and who accepts her knowing everything about her life.
Asad Ahmed Khan:
He is a 27 year old business tycoon, who lives for his mom, sister and brother. He is often called the most eligible bachelor of Bhopal, but he never spares a glance at any girl other than his little sister. He is very smart, yet very strict and traditional. He hides all his pain behind that strict face. Althugh he appears to be very strong and emotionless, yet his heart is more vulnerable than that of a kid. He hates his Dad who left him, his sister and his mom all alone 20 years back, and separated him from Ayan, his step - brother. He is ready to marry any girl his mother chooses for him, under the condition that she is traditional, respects him and his mother and takes care of his family. He is determined never to fall in love with anybody.
Reehan Farooqui:
He is 23 year old,full of life and tension free. He is a happy-go-lucky handsome hunk, but is very protective of Zoya. Both are BFF and inseparable. His views on nikah same as that of Zoya.
Ayan Ahmed Khan :
He is a 25 year old ex-student and the 2nd best bachelor of the town after his brother. He runs behind every beautiful girl, and loves his brother the most. Humaira is his best friend and his best friend in the virtual world-Internet- is Mona, with whom he shares everything, without mentioning names.
NB- Other characters are same as that of the show. There are no Nikhat and Nuzhat in the story. Still haven't thought about Badi Bi.
Chapter 1
It is a chilly morning in New York. In one of the millions of apartments, some voices are coming over loudly and frequently. A lady in early 40s is calling over frantically from a decent well- maintained and spacious kitchen:
Zoya! Zoya...get up! Zoya!
After a while she goes to a nearby room which is still dark. She pulls aside the curtains and the room gets filled with light. There are a lot of posters on the wall, especially of MS Dhoni, Salman Khan and Brangelina. Just opposite the door, a huge photograph taken at some special occasion hangs on the wall, where there are many people with wide smiles on their faces. Coming to the bed, it's a spacious round bed where someone, supposedly Zoya, is sleeping with her whole body covered with a blanket. There are a number of dolls on the bed. The lady stares at the sleeping form with a sigh, glances at the clock and opens her mouth:
ZOYAAA!
A man in 40s enters hurriedly. From under the blanket a groggy voice comes over:
Appi...Please! One minute!
The other lady opens her mouth to say something but the man interrupts:
Zeenat! Let her sl...
Zeenat glares at him and says: Aap chup rahiye Anwar! Have you seen the time?
Hearing the commotion, a young man in early 20s, dressed in white shirt and black jeans, looking very handsome, enters and sighs looking at the bed and says-
So sleeping beauty is still sleeping? Wait!
He runs over to the bathroom and comes back with a mug full of water.
Before Anwar and Zeenat can say anything, he goes over to the bed, lifts the blanket and pours all the water in one go. Zoya wakes up instantly shouting 'ARGHH!!!' and others cover their ears. Her face is not visible because of the silky hair that covers it completely.
The young man smiles widely and says:
Finally! Good morning Ms New York!
The girl slowly removes all the hair from her face to reveal a beautiful, angelic and perfect face. But there is rage in her face as she glares at the young man, making him move back. Suddenly she yells:
REEHANN! YOU ARE SO DEAD!
As she stands up on the bed with determination and jumps down, Reehan stands behind Zeenat. Zeenat sighs and Anwar smiles knowingly. Before Zoya takes further steps, her eyes fall on the clock and her doe- shaped eyes get as wide as saucers.
Zoya : Allah miyaan, what's wrong with you? It's 8? Appi!
Zeenat : I have been calling you since 7!
Zoya : Allah miyaan! I will get late for the meeting...
She runs to her cupboard and grabs her clothes and runs over to the bathroom.
Reehan says from behind: If not sorry, you can at least say thanks!
Zoya slams the bathroom door saying' Shut up you fool!'
In 10 minutes, all four gather at the dining table and take their breakfast. Zoya is dressed in a white T and black jeans, with her hair tied in a ponytail and no make-up. She gobbles up her pizza and gulps her diet coke in one go ignoring Zeenat's disapproval, whereas Reehan takes his sweet time to complete his.
Seeing this Zoya gets frustrated and says: Rey! Be fast! We will get late for the meeting!
Reehan speaks through his mouth full of pizza: Umm...princess, I don't think so. The meeting is at 10 na!
Zoya's mouth drops open in surprise.
Zoya :Allah miyaan, what's wrong with you? Have you gone out of your mind? It's at 9!
Reehan (calmly): Correction! It was at 9! It has got postponed this morning only!
Zoya : Whaat?
Reehan: Haven't you checked your email?
Zoya hurriedly checks her email, stares at it for some time and then glares at Reehan as he tries to suppress his smile.
Zoya : You sent the mail to me 5 minutes back! You...
Reehan: Really?
Zoya gets up and snatches his pizza slice!
Zoya : I hate you! No pizza today!
Saying this, she eats his pizza and he gaps at her.
Reehan: This is not fair at all princess!
Zoya : Yup it is! Why didn't you tell me ?
Reehan raises his hand in surrender: okay okay my fault I didn't tell you but that doesn't mean you will eat my pizza! Appi, see your sister!
Zoya : appi see your brother! He always harasses me!
Zeenat : Stop it both of you! When will you two grow up? Allah miyaan!
She gives another pizza to Reehan. The glaring session between both Zoya and Reehan continues till they leave for office together.
It is a beautiful full moon night at Bhopal. Unlike the market full of noise, there is silence all around a two- storeyed house that stands out unique from all other houses in the neighbourhood. Why shouldn't it be? After all it is the house of world famous architect who settles for nothing but the best. There is a man in late 20s leaning against a huge glass window of a room, staring at the sky. Leaving aside the moon light that is entering the room through the huge window, there is darkness all around. Just like his life? In spite of all his achievements that is nearly impossible for a person to achieve at his age, in spite of happiness there is sadness and loneliness (?) on his face. He looks like a Greek God, dressed in a white kurta pyjama. Suddenly his face gets alert on hearing some crumbling of leaves from outside. He peeps out and then sighs on seeing a young dashing man with curly hair looking here and there in the darkness, like a thief. A smiles creeps upon his face, and it reaches his eyes. In one swift motion, the young lad jumps in through the window and hugs him hard. He hugs him back. They stay like that for some time and separate after some time. The man runs his hand through the other person's hair affectionately and asks:
Kaise ho Ayan?
Ayan looks at him with a pout.
Ayan: aapke bager kaise hoonga aapko pata hai Bhaijaan!
Both sigh and the man looks away.
]Ayan: khair chodiye! Aap bataiye aap kaise hain?
]His brother replies: I am fine!
Tum abhi one week ke liye mat aana.
Ayan's mouth drops open: kyun? Kya hua Bhaijaan? Hum...
His brother puts a hand on his shoulder assuringly: Relax Ayan! Actually kal mein ek week ke liye New York jaa raha hoon, ek bahut important meeting hai!
Ayan sighs with relief: oh! Aapne toh mujhe dara diya Bhai!(smiles wickedly) waise, aisa na ho ki wahan aapko koi angrezi beauty mil jae!(seeing his brother glare at him) come on Bhai! Mujhe bhi toh meri Bhabhi chahiye!
His brother nearly yelled: yeh kya badtameezi hai Ayan? Tumhe pata hai mujhe yeh sab baatein pas...
Ayan( interrupts): Relax bhai! I am just joking! By the way my best friend is from New York, okay? (Seeng his brother's questioning gaze) Mona! Meri internet friend hai! Bahut hi achhi lad...
His brother interrupted displaying no interest: okay okay, but you should be careful! Aise random unjaan logon se dosti nah...
Ayan: bhaijaan! Aap air aapke 17th century khayalat!
Before they can continue, a female voice, sweet and graceful, comes from outside: Asad!
The man hurriedly hides Ayan behind the window and replies loudly: jee ammi!
The same voice comes: Dinner ready hai! Aa jao!
The man hurriedly bids goodbye Ayan and Ayan wishes him all the best. After Ayan leaves, Asad sighs and looks up onto space. Yes, it is Asad, Asad Ahmed Khan, the billionaire, the epitome of perfection, the dream boy of many girls, the person who is not allowed to meet his brother openly. What a play of fate?
He makes his way towards the door to join his family for dinner.
It's a wide room with a small yet clean kitchen alongside. There is a square table for dinner with four chairs, simple yet elegant. A lady in 50s and another young girl in early 20s ate arranging the table as Asad walks in and takes his seat. He scrutinises his plates and coffe cup and points to a spot on the mug: Najma!
The young girl, ie, Najma gets up and clears the spot. Asad continues directing her until everything is spotless, and his mother Dilshad sighs and shakes her head.
Asad: Ammi main kal 7 baje jaa raha hoon! Najma tum humare car mein hi college jaogi aur Ammi, maine aur do security guard assign kar diye. Woh log kal join karenge. Aap log bilkul tension mat lena. Agar koi problem hoga toh immediately muj...
Dilshad: Asad! Tum pahli baar nahin jaa rahe ho! Aur tumhari Ammi ko akele rahne ka bahut experience hai!
Asad: Ammi, aap logon ki hifazzat karna meri responsibility hai! Isl...
Dilshad: pata hai, lekin tum jyada hi tension le rahe ho Asaf. Itni tension lene ki koi jaruratt nahin!
Asad: Nahin Ammi! Aap...
He continued his lecture and DIlshad and Najma nodded along, concentrating on the food all along. Their dinner got over. Dilshad and Najma collected the left overs as Asad sat down on the couch in the living room working on his laptop. Dilshad and Najma bad him good night and left for their rooms.
End of chapter 1!
So how is it guys? Should I continue? Do leave your comments.
Precap
AsYa in NY
Cricket
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