We Belong Together...ASYA SS - Page 20

Originally posted by: --Mahima--

brilliant

just caught up with this

loved it

Thanx fah liking😃

Originally posted by: Prizi

Asad's condition Made me cry

Asad is mae all baby too...so poor of him...everybdy makes him suffer.. take it as cv's or we IF writers😉😉😉

Originally posted by: Guguminti

And your DP I love KSG laughing that way

it's so rare to watch him laugh so heartily

He always makes other laugh but khud itna khulkar bohot kam hasta hai

i so love em too in the dp...naughtiness is all in his face there...he's the one who tries to keep his all fans happy..in SA f32 interviews he was Epic Man!!! i had a complete laughter therapy.. i so miss his off-screen segments...

Originally posted by: Guguminti

Update soon

Waiting

Soonish...
just giving a reading... its a short one...buh more about asad

Hey did u update chapter 2?????

Hey folks!!

This chapter is dedicated to Asad Ahmed Khan,, Oh Boy! You really had to dealt with much in past... and now here am falling more for you...

Chapter 2

And the Man cried!!

Present:

Asad was snoring calmly in the arms of zoya, but his mind was again racing like an angry tornado in the streets of his past. The Past, where now resided nobody for him.

Back in the time:

Asad was physically busy in his meeting, but his mind was somewhere else.

How dare he to even face me with this courage after 17 years of the miserable life he gave to me, to my Ami...to Tamater. I only lost my father, but my Ami lost her husband, her companion. She lost the man who promised her to be at her side in all thick and thins. He promised her to share each and every burden of her life, he would share her sobs, and her cackles. But what happened when in one night he left us all alone in a house of rent, whose owner threw us out after 1 month due to our disability to pay his dues. Then Aisha Bi supported us, and helped Ami to get a job at a garments factory...

How Rashid Ahmed Khan can simply say that he wants ami back in his life, when he was nowhere when some goons tried to snatch her pay of the burdensome shifts at factory.

Asad being at an age of 10 tried to save his Ami, ending up getting uncountable wounds on his body. But these wounds were lesser than the one he got on his soul of the regret that he was no stronger to save his Ami' and his Ami's pay which she earned while working for 12 hours around the month at that factory. There was nobody to save them from the miseries of life. Their strong hand was gone. They had to work on their own. These tears belonged to the last lot to be flown through his eyes. Soon he was changed. A baby boy silently transited into a hard tough guy, who had no fear of the world. There were just two people who meant world to him. His lil Tamater who was just 4 when that selfish man left them, was no less than daughter to him. And his Ami, who was like next to God to him. If god had allowed worshiping a human, then without giving a second thought he would have easily bowed her.

He buried all his insufficiencies and desires deep in his heart, and started trying to support his Ami. There was hardly a profession which was spared by him. He worked as a car-washer at services stations, he worked as a waiter n then as a chef at locale hotels, he worked as labor support at newly building monuments wishing to make a home of his own, a home for his Ami someday. His music skills were evidence of his innumerable jobs as music jockey at different concerts and some small low famed radio stations. But one thing he never let go was his studies, as he wanted to return the comfortable life back to his Ami n lil tamater.

He asked his ami to stop working the day he joined Indian Institute of Technology, Mumbai for his M. des as he got a mini job at campus which was enough for bearing their expenses. Not to mention he was brilliant from day 1, he won University medal as he topped his batch. He soon got a handsome job at dubai office of U+A Architects which is one of the leading architecture firms. He went away from his world, his ami and sister as he had to cash his dreams, dreams which he was dreaming from last 11 years, from the time Janab Rashid Ahmed Khan left him.

He was the happiest man on the planet when he stepped his feet in the land of India as a Millionaire after a cumbersome era of 4 hard-working years in Dubai and Toronto centers of his firm. He soon kick started his own architectural firm "Dilshaad companies" in his hometown Bhopal,, which in a matter of months got its network spread from New delhi to Mumbai, while its head office still resided in Bhopal.

He thought now his life was finally complete. His Mom after a tough life of 16 years was ruling in their own beautifully embellished Khan Villa. His little tamater was at the end of her degree at the best university available at Bhopal. Then a hurricane entered in KV which twisted his life by 360. He soon fell down in love with her. Then his life finally got completed in the real meaning. His tamater was married to a nice guy Imran, and he was going to marry love of his life just in 30 days as the divorce clause was soon to be over.

He was still engrossed in his past, when one member of foreign delegation asked Asad,

Mr. Khan! What do you say about quotations?

Asad didn't realize that he was being called until his private manager said in a comparatively louder tone

Sir! Mr. Khan would discuss this contemporary housing scheme's budget with our accounts' head and would let you know in 3 working days.

Yes! We would inform you in 3 days Mr. Berneto. We need some things get fixed first. (Asad escaping out of his past)

Firstly i have to fix the mind of Mr. Rashid Ahmed Khan, how he can crack open my old wounds all over again. I wouldn't let him.

After meeting, he tried on calling zoya to get the info that how his Ami was doing,, but wasn't answered. He thought

she must be busy with Ami, I would call her later.

He was all stuck in the work, but his mind was swaying again and again in the events of last night. After the lunch time and another small meeting, he was heading back to his cabin when Miss farooqi flashed on screen of his phone.

Is everything fine?

Hello!

Mr. Khan!

Zoya! Where were you I have been calling you since noon.

Mr. Khan! Listen.. (Panic ruling her voice)

Yes! Zoya... what happened?? Tell me (stopped at the door of cabin)

Mr. Khan! Please come back soon... as soon as possible

(asad turned back to get the lift)

Would you tell me what happened??

Mr. Khan! Come home, I would tell you everything

Damn it! Tell me zoya,, my nerves are giving up

Calm down! (trying to suppress panic in herself) Calm down... Drive safe, I am waiting.. there is nothing much to worry

Ami... where is Ami??

Mr. Khan! I said, Calm down and Drive safe and get back asap.

She cut down the call.

Asad drove like a maniac and got home traveling 25 minutes' drive in 15...

Zoya was walking the length of front lawn. As soon as he got off the car, he made his way straight to zoya,,

Zoya!! (holding her by shoulders) what happened???

Ami!! (turning his head to the entrance of KV) Ami!!!

(then looking back to Zoya) Why you are silent?? Tell me Damn it... (leaving her,, and stepping towards house...) Ami!! (calling her again n again)Ami!!

Zoya all of sudden got into the gush of anxiety and fear...

how i would tell him...he is already loosing his temper... but i have to make it,,

she opened her mouth to say...

(turning back to zoya, burying his digits in her shoulders) Tell me zoya! Why ami is not answering me?? She isn't hearing me??

Mr. Khan! She left...

He staggered there and then floored down like a mountain does following a tremor... The Asad Ahmed Khan lost... The world he created in last 17 years was torn apart in tatters again by the man who made him to start from the crap. He took away half of his world. He took away half of his soul from his body leaving him throbbing in pain...that man again won,, he again did what he wanted to...

Zoya stepped forward witnessing shattering Asad Ahmed Khan, he was still silent.. keeping her hand on his shoulder,, gripping it tighter

Mr. Khan! Mr. Khan...

She sat there with him,, trying to bring him out of his shock.. his eyes were still penetrating deep into the ground,, it seemed he could see in depths, the depths where, there was nothing but darkness. And he was lost there, in the darkness. He had nobody to hold on... he was all alone.

Mr. Khan! Listen to me Mr. khan (it seemed like she was trying to bring him back since eternity..he was not responding form last longest 5 minutes of her life)

Mr. Khan! Look at me,, please Mr. Khan!

she started kissing him all over his face...his blank eyes, his shivering nose, his quivering lips... she left no part untouched,, she headed to his chest,, placing kisses on his heavily beating heart

Mr. Khan! Please... don't loose. Am with you.. am here with you...

His tightened fists were nowhere near to relaxing. His soulless body was still heaping on the ground. It seemed zoya was addressing a corpse,,

And finally a pearl escaped his eyes...

Amii (he roared at the top of his voice)

And then that Man cried...Asad Ahmed Khan cried...The man who promised himself not to cry on the same reason again,, cried! cried aloud,,,

Ammmii!! Ammiii...(roars and echos embellished the air)

Back to the Present:

Zoya who was now sleeping with her frightened husband in her arms, after a long draining night with her loneliness woke up when he started reciting his Mom's name in his slumber... still after what happened, while calling his Ami, he did behave like he was worshiping..even in the dreams he did worship her.

Ami! Ami,, I love you ami...I miss you ami,, your son miss you ami... Ami...

A fresh trail of the tears made a way down her cheeks. With that she made a silent prayer looking up in the air

Can I ever get my Mr. Khan back??

wow gr8 part but emotional

Brilliant story dear... I just loved the whole concept that you are developing.

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