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Priya decided to go to bed early leaving Zoya and Humera to continue talking. 'Humera, can I ask you a question?' 'Yeah sure' Zoya really wanted to know more about this mystery girl in Asad's life, Zoya started to hesitate as she didn't want her question to come across as if she was prying 'Zoe, what is it...you can ask me' Huemra said as she straightened herself up 'it's about Leo, I thought Tanveer and him were you know together...' Humera didn't let Zoya finish as she burst out laughing 'Tanveer and Leo, no way...Tanveer would like to think that they are together...Bhai has no room for anyone in his life, and Tanveer knows that too' Zoya smiled inwardly thinking that she didn't have to ask her anything directly 'really, I didn't know Leo was with someone' she said acting surprised.
'Actually he isn't really with anyone' Zoya looked at Humera confused 'and how does that work, he is with someone but not really with anyone?' Humera started laughing 'basically Bhai met someone and fell in love as a young boy, he was separated from his childhood sweetheart but to this day believes that he will meet her again, he will find her and be with her, and because of that he has totally closed himself off he won't let anyone near him' 'Ya Allah, he has been in love with someone since he was a child...but what makes him so sure her will find her, she could be anywhere...what if she is with someone else' Zoya questioned Humera 'we say the same thing to him, but in his heart he believes he will meet her again, he has faith in Allah and in his love, even if it was at the tender age of 8 or so'. Zoya smiled at Humera and then excused herself, she went to her room and as soon as she closed the door she fell to the floor clutching at her stomach. Asad came rushing back to her, her Asad that she also lost so many years ago, her Asad that she loved so much to this very day. Zoya stood up and walked to stand in front of the mirror, she lowered her kameez and grazed her fingers over her tattoo, the one that she and Asad got together the one that marked them as each other's.
They may have been young but they had grown and matured so much in the one year together that no matter how silly it sounded or looked to the rest of the world, they knew that they loved each other. Zoya's tears stained her face 'where are you Asad...where are you?' she whispered as she held on to her shoulder.
On the other side of town Asad sat in front of his Ammi enjoying the head massage she was giving him, as he lowered his head to give her access to his shoulders Dilshad saw his tattoo. She brushed her fingers over the beautiful mark 'you won't give up will you?' Asad raised his head and turned towards her 'never...if there is anything I ever believe in Ammi it's that one day I will find her, I can't imagine what she must have felt knowing we had moved away from her' Dilshad cupped Asad's face 'beta, how many more years will you go on feeling like this. You know as well as I that we tried our best to find her once she had left the orphanage...don't blame yourself Asad, if Zoya is out there then inshAllah she will come to you, if you have faith in your love then I have faith in you and Allah' Dilshad kissed her son on his forehead before she left him sitting alone thinking about Zoya.
Najma, stood silently crying at a distance, she remembered Zoya so clearly, she was sure if she ever met her again she would recognise her instantly, she was like a mother to her. she smiled through her tears as she remembered her calling her Tamatar, to this day that is exactly what Asad referred to her as, she was Najma to the rest of the world but to him she was Tamatar. 'Tamatar, I can see you come out' he said having caught sight of her retreating her footsteps, Najma quickly wiped her face and walked up to her brother who lovingly held her in his arms 'what did tell you about tears...you know...' 'yes Bhaijaan I know...I know you don't like them. I was a lot younger but I remember her so well, after all these years I see you still waiting for her hoping to find her...and I can't help it, I wish I could say to you that let go and find someone you can actually be with but I know that you wouldn't' Asad kissed the top of Najma's head 'it's getting late you should get to bed, we can catch up properly tomorrow'.
It wasn't long before Monday finally arrived making everyone feel like they need to add on a few more days to the weekend. Asad, Ayaan and Zoya sat together in music. Nikhil had given everyone a number as they came in 'right...as you know I gave all of you a piece of paper as you came in, if you unfold it you will see a number, what I want you to do is get up and find others with the same number, and that my friends will be your group or partner up until the new year'. Everyone opened their folded pieces of paper 'number four' Ayaan said looking over to Asad and Zoya 'what number have you got?' 'number two' Asad and Zoya said together and then smiled happy to know that they were in the same group 'not fair' Ayaan pouted as he stomped away looking for who else was in group four.
Asad and Zoya couldn't stop laughing when they saw his face turn sour, he was partners with Sofia and another guy who they were sure he didn't know the name of 'poor Ayaan, just look at his face' Zoya said unable to control her fits of laughter. Asad couldn't help admire how beautiful she looked, there was certainly something about her, without thinking about what he was doing he raised his hand and gently moved back the lock of hair that had covered her face. Zoya stopped as soon as she felt his fingers brush against the side of her face, Asad looked deep into her eyes like he was being drawn in by some unknown force. Both of them stood there looking at each other as if they were searching for the same answer, it was only when Nikhil called at them for the second time that they broke away from each other, Asad cleared his throat mentally kicking himself 'sorry...I...' Asad closed his eyes as he found it hard to speak. Not wanting him to say anything that would cause both of them any discomfort or uneasiness Zoya quickly changed the subject 'how about we go down and get our assignment'.
Everyone was given a genre to which they had to compose music to as well as produce two short verses to. Ayaan was given comedy and Asad and Zoya were given the meaning of life/heartbreak. Ayaan started laughing at them 'great...now you have to write about pain and being all miserable, whilst I can be happy' he said as he walked past them poking his tongue out. 'Did he forget t grow up or something' Zoya said laughing at Ayaan's antics Asad shook his head smiling 'yeah...something like that'.
'Do you want to meet up later to look through this?' Asad asked 'yeah...sure, lunch time or after college?' 'I think after college would be good, with everyone meeting up at lunch I don't think we will get much done'.
'Zoe...before you go...um can I ask you for a favour?' Zoya turned towards him 'yeah sure, what is it?' 'in dance...do you mind..I mean can I be your partner for dance class, I seriously do have two left feet and if I can embarrass myself in front of anyone it would have to be you' Zoya started to giggle at him, he looked so innocent in his request 'of course, I would love too'.
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