Faasle III parts 31-40 - Page 77

Originally posted by: anushreemishra

Any chance of getting an update today di?😃

Originally posted by: me2you

Maybe, Di still has not finished your thesis on the nikaah wala thing. And Di being a perfectionist ( I assume) will wait till she gets a pass for her thesis by Gul madam 😆😆

Tab tak, lagta hai tum apna sitcom dekho and I will attack the chocolates 😛

Originally posted by: anushreemishra

haan i think di still busy with her nikaah research😆aj m watching castle...catching up on my other shows too😃

Originally posted by: bheegi

No,I am not researching anything right now😆 because Gul has her own set of rules

I will probably not be able to update till Thursday...😕

Originally posted by: bheegi

No,I am not researching anything right now😆 because Gul has her own set of rules

I will probably not be able to update till Thursday...😕

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hey Thank you so much for this update. I'm sorry I know I've been asking you for the next updates soon but haven't replied to this one, actually I was out of city. I had read the part but couldn't reply cox of my stupid cell, it doesn't open my Account. So this episode was all Rashid. it was really nice to see different shades of his personality. I'm glad you showed this side of him, because we & Asad, Zoe, all needed to see how broken & traumatized this man is.

ye thursday kab aayega😭actually yahan to ho gaya😆

PART 38:

AT THE JUHU BEACH:

"Help! Help!" Dilshaad yelled as Rashid collapsed on her lap. Blood stained secretions were smeared all over his face. Dilshaad wiped his face with her dupatta. "RASHID! UTHIYE PLEASE! RASHID!" She looked around frantically. Rashid's chauffeur heard the cry from a distance and rushed towards them.

"Arre Rashid sahib!" He knelt down, "inhein kya hua?"

"Tum inke driver ho?"

"Jee madam. Lekin aap kaun?" He asked suspiciously.

"Main jo bhi hoon, it doesn't matter! We need to take him to the hospital right away."

"Main inhein ghar le jaata hoon. Sir hospital jaana pasand nahin karte."

"Are you crazy? Inhein khoon ki ulti huyi hai. Agar hospital nahin le gaye tho inki j-jaan bhi jaa sakti hai. Come on, help me carry him to the car."

After her separation from Rashid, she had never looked back, never worried about his health, his well being or whether he was even alive but today, when he lay unconscious in her lap, she forgot all the bitterness and all she could see was the man she had once loved more than anyone in the world.

"Jee-jee madam," the chauffeur was a bit taken aback by her authoritative tone and couldn't refuse.

Dilshaad placed Rashid's head in her lap as the driver started the car.

She knew only one doctor who would take her call at that late hour, "Dr. Ali! I need some help. M-mere-ek-khaas-dost hain. It's an emergency----yes, we will head that way. Thanks Dr. Ali! Driver"please Lilavati Hospital chalo."

AT THE HOSPITAL:

"Mrs. Khan," Dr Ali walked into the emergency room with another physician, "yeh hamare hospital ke best Gastroenterologist hain. He will take care of your friend."

"Thanks Dr. Ali," Dilshaad sighed with relief. Rashid was still unconscious but had been hooked up to various intravenous lines and tube through his nose to pump the blood from his stomach. They placed him on an oxygen mask and monitored his vital signs on a monitor. His heart was still beating very fast from the blood loss. The doctor ordered the appropriate medicines and fluids to resuscitate Rashid from the acute shock.

Once he was stable, the doctor finally sat down across from her.

"Hello Mrs. Khan, I am Dr. Mittal. Please tell me what happened."

ZOYA'S HOUSE:

After Rashid had left, Zoya was still stunned and taken aback by her conversation with him. She couldn't believe what he had just confessed to. Asad was still in hiding. She walked towards him and was astounded to find him sprawled on the floor with his back to the sofa, tears rolling down his eyes.

"Mr. Khan?" She had a worried expression. "Aap? Yeh kya?" She knelt beside him and touched his shoulder, "are you okay?"

Asad glanced at her face and then collapsed in her lap. His sobs soaked her kurta as she ran her fingers through his hair to console him, "Mr. Khan. I-I am so sorry. I didn't realize Rashid uncle itna kuch kehne aaye the. Even I am appalled. Wo aisa soch bhi kaise sakte the? And aap sach maaniye, I had no idea about his business and mujhey abhi bhi yakeen nahin hota ki unhone aapki ship----aur main wahan itne saal kaam karti rahi? How could I have been so blind? Kaise meri nazron ne itna badha dhokha khaa liya? You were so right Mr. Khan."

Asad wiped his face and sat up, "no Zoya. Shayad hum dono ki hi nazron ne dhokha khaa liya." He covered his face with his palms and took a deep breath, "I guess I should leave. Bahut raat ho gayi hai." Rashid's visit had drained him emotionally. He knew emotions could hamper his mission. Perhaps a good night's sleep would help him clear his mind.

Zoya really didn't want him to leave but knew he couldn't stay overnight, away from phoophi and Najma. Was there anyway he could stay back for some more time?

"Mr. Khan. I think we are both emotionally drained after that visit. Let's forget that Rashid uncle even visited me tonight. Chaliye, let's do something fun."

"Something fun?" He raised an eyebrow, "hope you are not thinking of a Victoria ride at midnight?"

"You know that sounds like a fantastic idea too," she chuckled, "lekin aapko yaad hai, wo incomplete portrait?"

"Portrait?"

"Yeah, in my studio upstairs?"

"Oh yes of course."

"Chaliye. Kuch der aap mere model ban jaaiye. I want to work on that portrait."

"Lekin tumhara haath tho toota hua hai. Are you planning to paint with your toes?"

"Aap Zoya ko jaante hain lekin theek tareeke se pehchaan te nahin hain abhi Mr. Khan." She smiled.

"Wo kaise?"

"I am ambidextrous!"

"What? Ambidextrous? Tho wo Chinese food faltu mein khilaya maine? Why didn't you tell me?"

"Aap ke haath se khaane ka kuch aur hi mazaa tha Mr. Khan." She winked at him

Asad couldn't help smiling. He placed his arm around her and pulled her closer, "you know Zoya. That's why I am crazy about you. When I am with you, I can't stay sad for too long. Khud tho pagal ho hi, mujhey bhi pagal kar deti ho."

"Chaliye, tho phir do pagal studio mein chalte hain." She placed her left arm around his neck and gave him a hug.

AT THE HOSPITAL EMERGENCY ROOM:

"Mrs. Khan, we just ran some tests and did an ultrasound on Mr. Khan. By the way, is he related to you?" Dr. Mittal asked.

"Wo-wo," Dilshaad hesitated, "h-he is an old friend. I met him after a long time today."

Well I am glad you brought him here. He has cirrhosis of the liver. Uski wajah se unki veins saari swollen hain. That's why he had so much bleeding."

"Cirrhosis?" Dilshaad was shocked, "that's serious na Dr. Mittal?"

"Wo tho biopsy karke pataa chalega ki kis stage mein hai. But he needs to stop drinking ASAP."

"Tho yeh sharaab ki wajah se huyi hai?"

"Yes. How long has he been drinking?"

Dilshaad had a blank stare on her face, "22 years. 22 saal se yeh aapne aapko sazaa de rahe hain doctor. 22 saal se yeh khud khushi kar rahe hain."

"He must be a very depressed man then. Inki family kahan hai?"

"I will make sure they are notified. Aage kya treatment hai?"

"We will have to admit him for a few days. Kal endoscopy bhi karni padhegi. We will have to treat those bleeding veins."

"Thanks Dr. Mittal."

After the admission paperwork was completed, Dilshaad called for Rashid's chauffeur, " driver, Rashid sahib ki family ko notify kar do please. Aaj raat unke kisi family member ko inke saath hospital mein rehna chaahiye."

Jee madam. Main abhi call karta hoon."

Dilshaad sat at his bedside. She would wait till someone got there. Even though she knew it was late, how could she leave him all alone in this state?

"Rashid, kaash aapne khud khushi ki jagah sahi raasta apnaaya hota. Agar galti ki bhi thi tho Allah zaroor aapko usey theek karne ka maukaa deta. Allah apne sab bando ko maaf kar deta hai lekin jo insaan khud ko hi na maaf karna chaahe, jo apne aap ko sirf sazaa dena chaahe, uski madad koi nahin kar sakta."

She placed her palm on the bed and sobbed silently. A few minutes later, she felt a weight on her palm. Rashid had placed his hand on her hers. His fingers squeezed her hand with a feeble pressure. Through his oxygen mask, she heard a mumble, "please Dilshaad. Mujhey chhod kar mat jao. I need you."

Dilshaad was stunned to hear his plea. His eyes were partially open but the way they pleaded at her, she couldn't say anything but nod gently.

He held onto her hand and was soon fast asleep. His rhythmic breathing and steady heart rate on the monitor was an indication that he was finally at peace after a tumultuous day behind him.

Bakhuda tumhi ho

Har jagah tumhi ho

Haan mein dekhua jahan jab

Uss jagah tumhi ho,

ZOYA'S STUDIO ( HER TAJ MAHAL)

Asad made himself comfortable on a rocking chair in the corner. Zoya pulled an ottoman, "Mr. Khan, make yourself comfortable. Place your feet on this ottoman and lean back. I want a chilled and laid back expression, got it?"

"Got it!" He stretched his arms and leaned back on the chair. He gazed at her and placed his hands behind his head, his legs crossed on the ottoman. She seemed engrossed with her pencil and canvas.

Zoya pretended to work on the portrait and glanced at him with the corner of her eyes. As she tried to trace some lines with her not so dexterous left hand, she noticed that he had shut his eyes and was fast asleep, his breathing rhythmic and a faint smile on his face. Zoya stared at him for a few minutes and smiled tearfully.

She walked away from her canvas, pulled a blanket from the closet and covered him gently. Then she untied his shoelaces with her left hand and removed his socks and shoes as cautiously as she could, without waking him up. Zoya sat down on the floor for a few minutes, her hand rested on his shins.

"Thanks for staying back Mr. Khan. I know I am a bit selfish but I need you. Kaise kahoon aapko ki in do dino mein in saari ghatnao ne mujhey thoda kamzor banaa diya hai. Ek aap hi hain jo meri himmat badhaa sakte hain. I know I will get over this but I really need you right now. "

She stood up, gave him a peck on his forehead and walked out after shutting the lights off, leaving a night light on in the corner.

Yeh jahan tumhi ho

Wo jahan tumhi ho

Iss zameen se falak ke

Darmiyaann..tumhi ho

Tum hi ho, beshumaar

Tum hi ho

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After he heard the door shut, Asad opened his eyes and sat up. He caressed the wetness of her lips on his forehead and smiled. Glancing around in the dim nightlight, he got up and walked to the canvas. As expected, she had not made a dent in the portrait. A few pencil scribbles gave away the real answer, "liar! Ek baar keh ke tho dekha hota, of course I would have stayed behind for you. Nice excuse to keep me here all night. Ms. Ambidextrous!"

He walked around barefooted. There was no way he could sleep after that tumultuous evening. Rashid's words haunted his thoughts. Should he forgive his father after that confession or dismiss it as a last ditch effort from a culprit to escape punishment for his crimes?

As he paced around, he heard a car's engine outside the house. The headlights were still on when Asad ran to the window. To his horror, he saw a man dressed in an overcoat and hat walk out of the car with a bag. The man knocked at the door of the servant quarters behind Zoya's house.

He saw the man walk into the house after someone answered the door. It was too dark to see their faces. Asad pulled out his gun and tip toed out of the studio and then down the stairs. He opened the back door from the kitchen and stepped out into the porch.

Like a lion, Asad crawled on the grass softly as he approached his target. Once he was at the servant quarters, he hid behind a tree and peered through the window.

It was none other than Maya. She was talking to the man. The man in the long coat and hat had his back to Asad. The man pulled out a wad of cash and handed it to Maya. Maya shook her head with a disgruntled expression as if dissatisfied with the amount of cash.

He saw the man pull out a gun at her. Maya's expression quickly changed as she pleaded with the man with folded hands. The man placed the gun in his pocket and retreated. Asad couldn't see his face but saw him walk out towards his car. Asad took a quick picture of the car, the man's back and license plate number with his mobile phone. He messaged the pictures to the Central Intelligence Office.

Once the car drove away, he barged into Maya's quarters with his gun pointing at her.

AHHH!" She screamed but Asad placed his palm on her mouth, "CHUP HO JAO!" Maya nodded with here eyes popped wide. She trembled so hard that all the cash from her hand fell on the floor.

"KAUN THA WO AADMI?" He cornered her against a wall with his gun. The muzzle rested on her forehead.

"SAHIB! AK SAHIB! MAIN KUCH NAHIN JAANTI!" She shook her head and folded her hands, "mujhey kuch nahin maaloom."

Jhooth! Yeh paise kis liye de raha tha wo?"

"Wo mere gaanv mein bachche hain na, unke liye."

"Yeah right!"

"Bhagwan ki kasam sahib!"

"Gateway of India mein car blast kisne karwaaya tha?"

"Main nahin jaanti. Farhan baba ka driver se poncho."

"Kahan hai wo?"

"Wo unke paas hai," she pointed at the door.

"You mean, jo wo aadmi aaya tha?"

"Haan sahib!"

"Kya naam hai uska?"

"I-Imran Qureshi sahib!"

"Imran?" Asad had heard that name before. Bingo! Ayaan had mentioned that name while talking to Rashid on the phone. Didn't he say, "Imran has issued the statement in the press?"

"Wo Ayaan sahib ke saath kaam karte hain?"

"Jee mujhey kuch nahin maloom. Please sahib mujhey chhod dee jiye. Main wapas gaanv chali jaati hoon. Main yahan Zoya mem sahib ke paas bhi nahin rahoongi. Promise!"

"Wo tho waise bhi nahin rahogi. I was always suspicious about you lady!"

Asad dialed a number on his phone, "I have a suspect in the Gateway of India blast case. Yes. She is under my custody right now. Send me someone right away. I will get you some other clues later."

A few minutes later, Asad handed her over to the officers from the Intelligence office.

Take her in for interrogation. Also, make sure you get clues from her quarters." Asad ordered.

"Yes Sir!"

Maya protested and yelled as she was whisked away from Zoya's premises.

Asad sighed with relief. He searched the quarters thoroughly before going back to the house.

Was it just a coincidence that Zoya had tricked him into staying back? Or Allah's wish?

"Allah ka shukr hai main aaj raat yahin reh gaya. Ab Zoya ko is Maya membsahib se koi khatra nahin hai."

He went back upstairs, hoping that the commotion wouldn't have woken Zoya up. Asad walked to her room and gently opened the ajar door. She was fast asleep, the weight of the cast rested on her chest.

Asad sat on the floor next to her bed and watched her sleep all night. Seeing her safe and sleep without any worries acted as balm for his bruised heart.

Kaise bataye tumhe

shab mein tumhare

Khwaab haseen jo aate hai,

Kaise bataye tumhe,

Lamz wo saare,J

ism ko jo mehkate hai

AT THE HOSPITAL:

Dilshaad had fallen asleep with her head resting on Rashid's bed.

"WE NEED TO TAKE HIM IN RIGHT AWAY!" The panic in the nurse's voice woke her up with a startle.

"Kya hua sister?"

"Patient ko aur bleeding huyi hai ma'am. Dr. Mittal abhi inhein Endoscopy ke liye le jaa rahe hain. Aap in papers par consent sign kar deejiye."

"KYA?" Dilshaad stood up, "yeh theek tho ho jaayenge na? Koi khatre ki baat tho nahin hai sister?"

"Pata nahin ma'am. Jaldi paper sign kariye. We need to wheel him away."

Dilshaad glanced around. There was no sign of the driver or Rashid's family members. She picked the paper and signed:

Mrs. Dilshaad Khan. Relationship: Wife

"Thank you ma'am. Aap yahin wait kariye. We will come get you as soon as the procedure is done."

Dilshaad raised her palms in prayer, covered her head, sat on the floor and prayed for Rashid's well being.

NEXT MORNING:

ZOYA'S BEDROOM:

"Mr. Khan aap yahan?" Zoya rubbed her eyes and woke up bleary eyed, astonished to see Asad sitting on the floor staring at her.

"Good morning. Hope you slept well." His eyelids were heavy but he still managed to smile.

"Are you stalking me?" She was mortified.

"No, I just wanted to make sure you would be able to turn in bed with that heavy cast. Lekin aapne tho raat bhar karvat hi nahin li." He grinned.

Zoya's jaw dropped to her knees, "aap sach much pagal hote jaa rahe hain Mr. Khan."

"Tum se thoda kam. At least I don't claim to be ambidextrous." He stood up and brushed his pants.

Zoya blushed and scrunched her nose, "I-I am sorry Mr. Khan. Wo-wo-aapko-main---"

"Next time," he came closer and lifted her chin, "just give me a command your highness. Your command is my order."

She hid her face in his chest shyly, "yes captain."

"Okay, now I need to go. For real." He replied softly.

"jaane se pehle chai peete jaaiye. Let me ask Maya to get us both some tea." She pulled back.

"Banda kis din kaam aayega?" Asad yawned and stretched his arms, "black or milk tea?"

"Maya kahan hai?" Zoya walked over to her window and noticed the servant quarter door open with some of her belongings out in the porch.

"Jahan usey hona chaahiye tha. Bahut pehle. Jisey hum sab ne kai din ignore kiya."

AT THE HOSPITAL:

A frantic Ayaan rushed towards the room where Dilshaad had been waiting.

Abbu kahan hai?" He paced around and ignored the woman who had patiently waited all night in anxious anticipation.

"Tum kaun ho?" Dilshaad was offended by the sudden intrusion.

"Aap? Aap kaun hain?" Ayaan finally noticed Dilshaad, "aur abbu kahan hain?"

"Jahan unhein hona chaahiye tha. Bahut pehle. Jo tum logon ne kitne saal ignore kiya."

...to be contd...