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SUNSET
I ran . I ran with all my strength . I ran with her being in my arms , silent and motionless . Strangely , the silence was more excruciating to my ears than any commotion . The silence was somewhere swallowing me in the darkness with every dire step I took . Tears of pain occupied my eyes but I shook them away . I did not allow the haunting thoughts occupy my mind . I ran and ran until I reached the gates of the place which they call hospital .
I watched as they took my Zoya away from me . I ran behind the stretcher where she was laid . They took her inside and closed the door behind me . I looked through the glass door to check if those people were hurting her . The nurses were rough in shifting Zoya from the stretcher to the bed . "Handle her with care " I screamed . The next moment , one of the nurses pulled the curtains and made my condition worse .
I sat on the bench while all the family members gathered nearby . The atmosphere in the hospital was suffocating . White was the only colour I could perceive . Zoya hated white . White reminded her of lifelessness . "Zoya would be hating this place with those strangers in that room" , I thought .
. Some of the family members crying , some consoling each-other . She didn't fail to escape from my mind even for one millisecond . She had worn her bridal dress today and was clad in jewellery from head to toe . She looked so beautiful today . She was excited about her marriage and her post -marriage life . Her laughs and giggles , the time spent with her flowed across my eyes .
Then suddenly out of the blue , A doctor clad in white stepped out . The family members , Ammi , Najma , Siddhique and everyone was waiting for his answer . He nodded his head in disappointment and conveyed that Zoya had passed away before she was admitted over here . And that they tried to regenerate her pulse but couldn't .
At that very moment , the whole world around me turned mute ...and silent ...I just could not seep those words in . How can life die ?! How can the person who spelled life in each and every one present there could die ?! How can zindagi give up ? I collapsed down on the floor as my entire world around me broke ...with me... .
2 weeks later .
Since she left me , my life had become meaningless . It became difficult to pass the time which Allah had forced upon me . But I had a mother to look upto , and what would my Zoya think if I lost hope ...I have to answer her one day . I stepped into her room .It was still the same . This was the place where she had lived the past 1 year of her life and the same place where she breathed ...her last . I wiped the tears flowing down my eyes as Zoya hated tears .
I found a crumbled piece of paper on the floor
" Mr Khan , you are my life . Nothing in life had giving me the happiness and joy like you . I have lived each and every moment with you . You are the only medium of my survival . I have learnt to laugh , to cry , to fight , to understand , to feel , to love with you . Life without you would be mere loneliness and I fail to imagine a life without you . I guess this time I loose on to your bet , Mr. Khan. Zoya can't fight and win each and every situation . Zoya Farooqui loses this time .
You have fulfilled my every wish Mr.Khan . I hope you will give Justice to the last one as well . I want to be remembered as Mrs. Zoya Asad Ahmed Khan . I want to die as your wife ...
I Love you ,
Zoya "
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This is Mahi using my friend Minky's spare ID !
This was my first tragic OS . The thought came to me mind after watching tomorrow's episode. I was planning to write a drabble but I just couldn't stop ..
Can't post through that account due to some reasons . Add -Khwahish- if you want pm in future .
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