Chapter 9
Why does it feel like this?
Narrator's POV:
when their eyes met, the world around them stopped. the minutes, the seconds just froze.they felt a strange pull towards eachother.there was an envelope of warmth around them which held them at that same position. both were feeling the same feelings, emotions. it was clean, pure and clear. they could feel eachother's intensity.zoya was so drowned into that strange eyes which felt familiar. the they felt close yet far. at that moment no one wanted to move from there,they dint even want to blink their eyes forget about moving.they both felt that they knew eachother from a long time but still were a stranger. they both void of something and wanted something but couldnt figure out what. time just passed looking into eachother's eyes. if let them be like that in that position, they would surely be for their life long. but something stopped that moment abruptly. asad felt something heave on his leg.he couldnt make sense of anything as he total concentration was on the beautiful doe like eyes staring back into his eyes. 'ugh!! whats this? come on, get off of my leg.ooohh!!!' he was forced to see what that was breaking his eye contact and also leaving his hold on the cloth. he found that it was his own leg which was is begining to feel heavy because of the 'gravitational pull acting on his leg'. he wanted to break his leg for betraying him by disturbing him from a beautiful moment of his life.his feet has turned cold and felt like glued to the ground. but zoya took this has a chanve to take a leave from this moment. she nearly took a run from there. the swiftnes of her movements were faster than the air.when asad recovered and looked up, he could see her swiftly turning while tossing her head to the front. he tried to catch hold of her hand but she was faster so he tried for her dupatta but before he could tighten his hold on it, she moved away with the cloth leaving a trace on asad's arm. he dint know how to react. he was stunned that there was no more that beautiful eyes to stare into his own.he just froze. he watched her go away and then suddenly from nowhere there came a realization that she was going away and that he have to get her. he ran in the direction where she had gone. but couldnt find her there. he went in search of her.
And in this, asad forgot to notice that there were two people who were watching all the happenings. they were none other than ryan and rahim, who were smirking looking at a statue asad.
Zoya ran from there and went out through the back of the mosque. she couldnt find the need to pray anymore. she just wanted to go home now.her heart was beating no hammering in her chest but still her heart felt like it was at peace while her brain was processing ' what was all that feelings about?' . her brain was about to burst yet there was a glint of happiness in the corner. she just brushed off all that and sprinted towards her bike and drove home.
Here, asad couldnt find her anywhere.he dejectedly returned back to see his friends smirking and wiggling their eyebrows at him.he looked at them confusedly.
A: what?
Ry: nothing nothing.
Ra: so what is it you were searching?
A: huh...nothing.
Ry: really?
A: really!
he glared at them
Ry: okay okay, lets go.
And they basically dragged him to pray.and all he done was praying and that too especially to meet her again, atleast once.and he also promised that he wouldnt ask anymore of her." ya allah! all i want is to meet her once more, just once, i promise i wouldnt ask anymore of her, just please grant me this wish and one more thing next time i want to see her face. i want to her see her face completed with her beautiful eyes.".
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Zoya's POV:
throughout the drive to home, i couldnt help but smile and show off the gleam in my eyes.howmuch i try to control my smile, that much it became wide. i just felt content. when i reached home, then straightened out myself so as to not to get caught by the others. i entered the house and waited for someone to recognise my presence but none did. i was confused as to what was happening. All were seriously concentrating in some discussion. i couldnt hear them as they were curled up in a corner of living room in one of the couches. and moreover they were whispering. i cleared my throat so that someone can see me and that worked as ayaan saw me but then turned into the conversation. after a few minutes i could see his eyes widen into the size of tennis balls. he turned towards me swiftly while humeira was trying pull his chin to face them.
ME: hello!! can anyone see me? well i guess raabert could!
H: baa...-aji yo--u?
ME: why humi, dint guess me to be here soon?
Tanveer straightened up and then she narrowed her eyes at me.
T: well zoya what are you doing here so soon? and you said you would come only half hour before the party? why, dint you pray? or you dint get peace there?what did you do there without doing the main purpose for which you went there?
She threw her questions at me. and i was stunned to silence and was blank searching for an answer as i could say what exactly happened at the mosque because they would me my life long with it. i could see everyone with an expression as if they were stating the obvious, well ofcourse it was the truth.after a few moments of pause, i decided to show sarcasm too. so i just smirked
ME: well,first of all i was the one to question you people and its my house too so i will come and go as i please. second of all please stop wasting your time enquiring me about something which isnt so important because you people would take the whole 24 hours to get ready even for a small party, now that we are going to a christmas party, please ladies go get ready.last of all, iam going to my room now and please dont disturb me till i myself come out.okay??
i finished my speech with a huge breath.Everyone just looked at me with wide eyes. i went to my room shaking my head. i jumped on my bed and laid down. i started thinking about the things that transpired between me and that strange man and dint know when it lulled me to sleep.
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Asad's POV:
I went back with a dejected feeling. i couldnt help it. how much ever i scold myself for letting my feelings go on a spree, it doesnt matter. i feel like beating myself for feeling so much for an unknown girl that too i just saw her eyes.how could i even possibly recognise her when i see her the next time. i dont even know the contours of her face. its better i just let go of it and concentrate on my other works at hand. ' oh god!! how can i forget this?' i have send my presents to them. but i dont know about the likes and dislikes of anyone except for ayaan. atleast i can remember about my sisters' from childhood but that could have been changed over time. and what about their friends and kaka. i dont even know their friends, how could i possible know about their likes and dislikes. 'will they like what all i have bought for them?' like this there was a series of thoughts running in my mind.' well why cant i do like this? i'd better call them and ask, isnt it great?' 'are you crazy asad? you will just like that call ask them straight away? man!! you havent contacted them for a long time. and what about the surprise you have been planning?' ' yes thats right too.' i would better send them these and then if they dont like it, we can buy something of their choice. this idea is good.
I quickly rushed towards my phone and dialled rahim.
A: hello rahim. i want you to deliver a package to the guest house.
R: fine asad. just send it through your driver, i will make the arrangements.
A: thanks.
R: hey listen man.do you want to have your name on it.
A: yeah ofcourse, wouldnt they have to know who sent this?why are you asking the obvious?
R: then why dont you give it yourself, well you know how to drive or else get your driver to deliver it?
A: rahim...it shouldnt be obvious that iam in paris only. it should be as though iam sending this from far. got that? make arrangements for that.
R: you mean like a fake?
A: yeah, a fake. but it isnt so.
R: it isnt so?...
A: well, kinda...fake.
R: oh yes, kinda fake, right. this is first time iam hearing from the asad ahmed khan to make fake papers.
A: oh come on...
R: seriously asad how can you do this?
A: i can do anything for my family. and its not the first time,i have done fake papers many times.
R: hmmm...what? when? i mean how?
A: well, i do these things only with your dear twin because he has more brains than you and doesnt make a big issue out of this.
R: what the hell? i'll deal with him later.
A: yes you better do it later and for now finish my work quickly, bye!
I disconnected the call sighing deeply, still pondering about how the surprise gift will turn out to be.
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Zoya's POV:
i woke up surprised by how i slept peacefully with just thoughts about someone. i looked at clock and it was nearly time, so i went to freshen up and get ready. i wore a dark blue skinny jeans whick just hugged my legs as if its life is depended on it with a plain black t-shirt and a shiny black blazer. i wore my half incomplete pendant. the silver colour of it just went superb with my black outfit. i brushed my hair and did a side ponytail on my right. now, finished and all ready to go. i stepped out of my room to find everyone waiting for me.
Ay: omg! the punctuality queen is late!!!! how can this happen????
ME: just one time na, whats the big deal?
T: whats the big deal, zoe? not just being late. you are showing much sarcasm, ordering us not to disturb you plus being late. something is up with you? what has happened?
N1: yeah zoya, something is suspicious. just tell us.
K: yes beti, this is not the sweet zoya whom i have known. remember zoya just one mistake may taint our whole life,
ME: i--i iam so sorry, i dont know whats wrong with me but i promise i would never do such a thing ever in my life again. i dont know , iam just confused, iam very sorry, please forgive me.
i lowered my gaze as tears had formed in my eyes, i was confused and thought how everyone would have been hurt by my behaviour. the way i showed sarcasm, the way i ordered them not to disturb me. i have never done this before, but why suddenly.just because of that one guy, my friends are angry with me. when did i start thinking about guys, this isnt my nature to dream about some unknow guy. then i heard najma giggle. i swiftly raised my eyes to look at her. she started laughing catching her tummy. then soon she was joined by the others. i looked at them even more confused.
N3: zo-oe you just fe--ell into our tr-rr-icks...haha..!!!
Ay: wow!! i never knew you were so innocent
H: baaji!! we were j--st kidding you. haha!! you thought we were all angry with you.
Me: yes...
T: oh come on zoe, how can we suspect that something is wrong with you? well, yes we thought that you were acting weird but then we brushed it aside. we are your sisters, how can we even think bad about you?
ME: oh...!
K: okay if you are finished with your laughing sessions, you may go before you get late to the party.
ME: but kaka will you be okay here alone?
Everyone stopped giggling and looked concerned at kaka.
K: i will be just fine beta.you all go enjoy.
me: okay then lets move.
I said and scanned at everyone's attires. ' good job zoya. not too flashy,not too simple, just perfect.'
We went out and drove towards the avenue.
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We reached there and were welcomed warmly by the dean and his wife. they were very friendly. we were led inside with me walking in the front of the girls and ayaan at the back so basically the girls were trapped between us two. there were more of male population than female. i could sense that all the men were looking in our direction and that too mainly at the girls. i gave each of them a death glare whenever they tried to near us. the hall was decorated very grandly. there were many balloons,glittery things,bells,balls, disco lightings, christmas trees- all decorated with bells and balls and many small santas, there was a huge santa claus statue too in the middle of the hall, hanging. it was actually a piniarta.
The whole party was very amazing. we witnessed a santa claus who came and danced and threw chocolates for all of us. then a small drama imitating the birth of jesus which was played by kids. then comes the dance, which i politely refused but allowed the others to go except for ayaan as he was on his own going back of girls and drooling openly on them.how could i not give in when they pull up the most cute puppy face? but i saw to that the guy they went for a dance was decent enough not to abuse them and i was also glad that their outfits were much better than most of the girls here. this was a christmas party not any youngsters party but still girls would dress up in a handkercheif well the barely dress up. i kept on a watch on the girls dancing, the were good still. then i turned towards ayaan to see him dancing with more likely his 5th partner.many guys came to talk to me but i politely brushed them off and held myself up to show them that i am not interested in them clearly.we all then were called upon for the opening of the piniarta. it was cracked open by the dean and his wife, from that presents and chocolates and some decorative things fell down. we were all promised a gift from the piniarta. then they served us the holy wine, which came from the church and has been blessed by the prayers of the priest. it was pure grape juice and was absolutely free from alcohol. i took a glass as i felt that this party would only be over with this holy wine. then they served us the dinner. i refused to eat too because i dint feel like, so the others also refused it except for ayaan who was gobbling at the food like a pig.
ME: slowly slowy raabert!! the food is not gonna run anywhere.
Ay: i know
He snapped back with his mouth full.
H: oh mr.ayaan AK, is this the way to eat? where have lost decency?well, you dont even know the meaning of it, i guess.at least dont you have manners?
Ay: hey ms.birdie farooqui!! dont talk about manners, you.where is yours?is it good to not eat when you come to someone's? iam the one who is doing the right thing here. you people have never been been taught how to good to hosts. how lovingly they are provding us food, is it a good manner to refuse it?
H: had they known that a pig like you is coming to eat then they wouldnt have arranged for a dinner,oh no! they wouldnt have even arranged a party today, forget dinner.
Ayaan just glared at her, while we all chuckled. and after his eating session we all went to the dean and his wife to take his leave. he was a very kind man, he treated us like his own. as promised we were too given a gift from the piniarta. it was a small metal plate with a sculpture of mother maria and joseph and in between them was baby jesus.and in trun we too gave them a gift which was a glass idol of a baby jesus in a straw crib surrounded by angels. and then we took their leave.
ME: ayaan, let me drive now.
Ay: fine i'll take the seat next to you.
And i settled down and started the car.
N3: wow!! it was a cool party, right?
T: yup!! it was awesome. we will be celebrating zoya's b'day just like this way but much more grandeur.
I just grimanced to myself.
H: yes tannu. this was great and iam sure baaji's b'day too would be as good as this one.
N2: we have to do more planning, the things which we planned in the evening was not good if we compare it with this.
T: yeah you are right. we have to do things more.
ME: so this is what you people were discussing in the corner of the living room.
T: well yeah.
N1: zoe then tell what all you want?
ME: nothing is what i want.
Ay: why mona? we are planning so much.
ME: i dont need anything and that too nothing on that day, please understand.
N3: you please understand zoe.
T: why zoya? we are partying and thats final!
ME: then i wont participate and thats final!
H: baaji please for us.
ME: no humi not you too. its not like you people dont know what happened on that day and the impact that has on my whole life!!!
Ay: zoya just once come out of it.
Z: i couldnt and i will never be able to come out of it.
N1: zoya, for once try, nothing will go wrong, we promise.
ME: promise? very funny nikhat.what about all those promised which were broken on that fateful day.
N3: you should celebrate atleast this b'day zoya. u havent celebrated even one till now. its your eighteenth b'day!!!
T: yes shouldnt it be special zoya.
ME: nothing is special in my life. here iam hating for being born and you want to celebrate it.
Ay: zoya...we ca..
ME: oh please ayaan! this is my bi--rth d--ay so let me decide. dont you dare force me!!! understood?
I said in a commanding tone. my eyes teared up as all the dark memories of my past came with a force form which i have been running my all life. i hit the gas peddle and raced up as my entire body was raging with fire,anger.i could fireboils split on my skin all over my body. i was so heated up that even my inner soul would get burned up and would run out of my body. i pushed the dark memories aside and raced to the house.
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