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Bigg Boss 19 - Daily Discusdion Topic - 2nd Nov 2025 - WKV
Just a post to say...
For this wonderful contest Enjoyed very much
I learned how to embed music; I opened a new minus account; I learned to make better signatures; to find page dividers saw many beautiful glitter images jo otherwise I never needed to; I guess my writing has improved; had interactions with wonderful people
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It had been one year since their wedding and Mr. and Mrs. Khan had good news. Zoya had just found out she was pregnant and she was so excited to tell Mr. Khan. He had been at the office all day and she had tried and failed to sit still till he came home to tell him. She hadn't told anyone else about it because she felt this was news she should share with her Mr. Khan first. Her thoughts drifted off as she heard the squeal of tires in the driveway. She peeled downstairs almost knocking over Wajid in the process, muttering a hurried sorry as she raced down the stairs to meet her husband.
Asad walked through the door looking confused as he saw Zoya standing there breathing hard and barely able to form words, "Assalam Alaikum Mr. Khan." She said when she finally got her breathing under control. "Begum Sahiba, why are you breathing so hard?" He straightened and gave her a look, "What were you doing?" She smiled nervously then perked up, "Uh, kuch nahi Mr. Khan, come sit. I'll get you some coffee." She said leading him to the sofa. He gave her an 'I'm-not-buying-it' look and she ignored it dashing to the kitchen where she made the fastest coffee she'd ever made before.
"This morning...I found out that ..." she said and he lifted an eyebrow to urge her on, "well I found out ... aap abbu banne wale hain." Asad's lips fell open, his eyes slid down to her stomach and he rested his hand there, "You're pregnant?" She nodded, "I found out this morning and I couldn't wait to tell you!" He pulled her into his arms and hugged her tightly. "This is the best news of my life Zoya. I love you so much." He kissed her cheek and hugged her close, "I love you too Mr. Khan."
When they broke the news to the rest of the family, everyone was so happy and excited that they planned a party to celebrate that evening itself. Dilshad ammi was beside herself with joy and so were both Asad and Zoya's siblings. Najma, already a mother of one baby boy, was excited that her son would soon have a playmate. And Humaira and Haider couldn't wait to be an aunt and uncle. Asad held Zoya close the entire night while they received congratulations from family and friends. They were going to be parents! Later that night as they went to sleep, he hugged Zoya close, his hand protectively over her belly.
Later in the week, they went to see a doctor who confirmed that Zoya was two weeks along in her pregnancy and who scheduled future appointments, like her first scan, and gave her instructions on what she should and shouldn't be eating and drinking and what pre-natal vitamins she needed. Zoya sat there taking it all in. She was both excited and nervous about becoming a mother but she supposed that was normal for a woman having her first child. Mr. Khan was so happy too. She looked at his face while the doctor continued to talk and then as if he knew she was staring, his face turned and he gave her a wide dimpled smile. Oh...she hoped their baby would get his dimples. He was no longer the Mr. Akdu Ahmed Khan she'd first met when she came to Bhopal but he had changed so much. Not completely, he still had a fit when she left their home in a mess but he dealt with it a lot better than he used to. Her Jahapanah Six-Packs. She stifled a giggle earning her a curious look from Asad. She shook her head to tell him it was nothing. When she thought seriously about this big change in their lives, she couldn't help but feel she was the luckiest girl alive.
6 months later . . .
"Mr. Khan, main kitni moti lag rahi hoon!" Zoya complained sulking as she sat propped up against the headboard of their bed. "Answer na, Mr. Khan." She pouted. He laughed, "You look beautiful. You could never look fat!" he said smiling and she blushed, "Wah wah Mr. Khan. You remembered what I told you." She giggled then made a serious face, "But seriously Mr. Khan, main moti lag rahi hoon na? I can barely see my feet. Soon they'll disappear." Asad barely retrained himself from laughing, "Why would your feet disappear?" She gave him an annoyed look, "Mazaak mat uraaiye Mr Khan." Then she said, "You know what Mr. Khan, I could really eat some pizza." Asad gave her stern look. "No pizza for you. You've been eating too much pizza." She gave him her best puppy face and said, "But Mr. Khan, it's for the babies, they want the pizza." She said nodding her head like it was a fact. "Right...the babies want pizza. Okay." He couldn't refuse her anything,
At 6 months and two weeks along and she looked more beautiful and radiant than he'd ever seen her, sulking or not about how much weight she'd gained. The doctor had told her that some women carried bigger than others but that it was most normal too when the woman was carrying twins. They'd found out about the twins at her first scan when the doctor told them that the machine had picked up two heart beats instead of one. Twins! A boy and a girl, the doctor had said. "Allah Miya, Mr. Khan. Two babies!" Zoya had said squeezing his hand enthusiastically. He had leaned forward and kissed her forehead and whispered a thank you against her skin.
He got her the pizza she wanted and she proceeded to tear into it. "Bohut yummy pizza hai Mr. Khan. Is pizza ke liye aapki biwi aur bachon ka shukriya." Asad laughed, "You are most welcome. All three of you." He shook his head and then Zoya gasped. "Mr. Khan..." she winced. "What is it? Are you in pain?" He asked moving closer to her side. She lifted his hand off her head and placed it on her belly. "No, Mr. Khan. The babies are kicking. Maybe they are saying thank you for my, I mean our, yummy pizza." She said laughing. Asad could not describe the emotions of feeling his children moving gave him. The fluttering movements under his palm made his heart swell with love.
But he wasn't, when Zoya delivered their baby boy, she was squeezing all the life out of and breaking all the bones in his hand with her death grip. He tried to maintain some pride by pretending it didn't hurt but he was wincing on the inside. But when his little girl was delivered and he looked at them both in their mother's arms, the happiness he had felt in that moment trumped anything he'd felt in his life! They were beautiful and they were created out of the love he shared with Zoya. His children. "Zeyad." He said and Zoya nodded, "Zeyad and Anaya." She smiled and Asad kissed her forehead and put his arms around her and their babies.
Asad and Zoya watched their five year old twins Zeyad and Anaya playing as they had coffee together. Zoya gasped as she watched her daughter fall down in the grass. As she stood up to go to her she heard her daughter say, "Stupid! You pushed me!" Anaya yelled in her high voice. Zoya wondered if she was like that when she was younger. From the few baby pictures she did have, Anaya looked almost the print of her while their son Zeyad was completely his abbu's copy. "You didn't watch where you were going!" Her son yelled back. "You cannot walk properly so go inside." He said and Zoya giggled. Her mind flashed back to meeting her Mr. Khan for the first time. When he'd almost run her over with his car. She turned and looked at him. She raised her eyebrows suggestively as if saying 'ring any bells.'
"Ammi..." Anaya called out to her, "Zeyad is being mean!" she complained her face pouting. "Jhooti!" Zeyad shouted. "Abbu!!!!" He yelled. The only differences between them and their twins was that as much as Zeyad was his father's complete copy, he was mischievous like she was and their daughter was completely OCD! "Ammi...Zeyad got dirt on my dress!" she cried. And as Zoya ran out to break up the fight, she gasped as she watched Zeyad smack his sister with dirt in her face! "Zeyad, say sorry!" Zoya said to her son who looked at her stubbornly. "Sorry..." he barely mumbled. Zoya sighed and scooped her daughter up into her arms to clean her up.
Zoya heard shouting as she was going to put Zeyad and Anaya to bed and found them in the midst of another fight. "Stop shouting Zeyad!" Anaya yelled. "Why? I can shout if I want to." Zeyad replied back sticking out his tongue at her and Anaya said, "Yea well I can shout even louder than you so don't shout at me!" she said defiantly sticking her little chin up. Zoya started to laugh, covering her mouth to muffle the sound and then a memory flashed of her and Asad arguing the night of the meteor shower and she'd said the exact same thing. The night they both wished each other to get a person who was their complete opposite and who possessed the same qualities they did. Like they'd wished for each other.
After finally putting them to bed, Zoya stood looking at her children and how innocent they looked in sleep. Asad came up behind her and hugged her around the waist, "What are you doing?" Zoya smiled, "Just thinking." She said. "Of what?" "Us...how we got here." She turned in his arms and nodded her head for them to go to their room. Zoya stood at the window that illuminated her in moonlight and said, "Our children are going to be exactly like us when they get older." She laughed. "I can just imagine Anaya bringing home a guy completely her opposite and Zeyad too. After all they are our children."
"Life is Beautiful"
Asad and Zoya had their fairytale wedding at the Taj Mahal. Happiness, love and blessings showered from the heavens. This was just the beginning of life beautiful happily ever after...
Their wedding day was everything that Asad had ever imagined. His wife was glowing with excitement throughout their wedding and the first private moments they lived as Taj Mahal witnessed. They especially enjoyed visiting into the evening with dear family. As the evening's events wound down, they finally reached the hotel where their honeymoon would begin.
Zoya sat on the bed and closed her eyes. The minutes ticked slowly by. Her husband of eight hours was gone for the time being and she began to mentally prepare herself. Honestly speaking she was excited. Since their first kiss when he had proposed to her, her insides had been bubbling with anticipation. Actually, to be totally truthful she'd have to say that they had been bubbling since the first time he held her hand. She had wanted this night ever since they had decided to become man and wife. Still, she was nervous. She glanced down at herself. Perhaps she wasn't the most beautiful woman in the world but even she knew that the red lehenga that floated around her body was pleasant to look at. She stood and walked over to the mirror. After staring at herself, critiquing every inch, she made her way back to the bed. She was sitting there, her eyes closed again, when he opened the door. She opened them as he softly shut the door and leaned against it, watching her. She smiled at him. Her insides twisted in nervousness and excitement. She was unsure for a moment what to say or do. Should she beacon to him? Should she tell him she's ready? Should she rush to him and kiss him the way she wanted to? Or should she just sit and wait? She chose the last.
For an entire minute they just stared at each other, his brown eyes boring into hers. Then he straightened. She scooted back on the bed, her feet curling up underneath her. He walked toward her, she scooted back farther. He smiled and then jumped on the bed. She stared, her eyes wide. He laughed. He lay down so that his face was by her feet. He took hold of her ankle and began to kiss her leg. Zoya shied and got off the bed and ran to the window. Asad came and hugged her from the back. He took a deep breath of her fragrant hair and whispered sweet nothings in her ears. Then, lifted her and took her to bed. He once again began where he had left off. He began to kiss her leg. Hot steamy kisses across her calf, over her knee...He let go of her leg and gripped her hand and planted a large smacking kiss right in the middle of her palm. Looking up into her eyes he smiled, "I love you, my beloved wife." He made her fall backwards on the bed and continued to kiss her until morning.
The beautiful night was everything Asad and Zoya had wished and longed for!
Anwar and Zeenat, unable to attend Asad and Zoya's nikaah send a beautiful gift for them, a honeymoon package to Paris,, the city of love, lights and romance. The place Zoya always wanted to visit. Now that want became more intense as she had Asad to share that experience. She excitedly jumped up and down at the prospect of their honeymoon in Pairs.
Asad: Mrs. Khan please get off the bed.
Zoya: Uff Mr. Khan I want to climb on top of Qutub Minar and tell the world that we are going to Paris for our honeymoon and you are asking me to get off the bed! Paris! Mr. Khan Paris!
Asad: Mrs. Khan please listen to me, I need to tell you something.
Zoya: What's wrong? Why do you sound so serious?
Asad: Mrs. Khan everything is fine it's just that... We'll have to postpone our honeymoon. There's a new project which needs my attention. I am sorry but look on the bright side these are open tickets and once my work is done I will take you not for 2 weeks but a month long honeymoon. But for now...
Zoya saddened as their honeymoon got canceled but just like Asad told her to she began to dream of the day they would go for their honeymoon. Her days were long as Asad got busy with work and she had nothing much to do other than wait for him to return home. Dilshad tried to keep her company but there was not much she could do to bring a smile on Zoya's face. Zoya was looking at Asad's photo with bored expressions making faces at it. Suddenly her eyes gleamed and a sweet smile played on her lips.
Especially dressed for Asad, Zoya went to the office much to his surprise.
Asad: Mrs. Khan what a pleasant surprise!
Zoya: Ab kya kare, bade bade busy logon se milne ke liye aisi chhoti chhoti koshishein karni padti hai.
Asad knew that he was not able to give time to Zoya. They did not spend much quality and quantity time like newlyweds. Zoya had been very understanding and made efforts staying up for him and waking up before he left so that they could have some time. Asad looked at Zoya as she laid out the lunch which she had cooked. He went to her and pulled her into a tight hug.
Zoya: Mr. Khan?
Asad: I love you, Zoya. Thank you for coming into my life, loving me and being so patient with me and my ways.
Zoya: I love you too, Asad. Mere liye love is all or nothing. I signed up for the complete package. Accha haan just because I am being understanding abhi don't think that this is for lifetime. Abhi work needs your attention bas iske baad you are all mine only mine. Honeymoon par work ka w' bhi nahi sunna mujhe.
Asad and Zoya shared romantic eye locks and few pecks. Just as he leaned in to kiss her there was a knock on the door. He cursed the one at the door and she giggled as this was the first time he did not like being in work environment. She fed him as he got back to work. She left after leaving a love note.
A week later,
Asad: Zoya we have to go for a party on Saturday night.
Zoya: Ok.
Asad: So it's a date.
Zoya: Kya?
Asad: Nothing.
On Saturday Zoya got in the car unknown to the surprise that awaited her. When Zoya got out of the car she could not believe what she saw. Asad put his hand forth and she placed hers in his.
Asad: Bienvenue 'a Paris!
Zoya: Asad what is all this? We were supposed to be at a party.
Asad: Une' soire Paris. If not a honeymoon I could certainly give you a preview of it.
Zoya was speechless. Asad had the resort turned into a replica of Pairs at night. She smiled as joyous tears gleamed in her eyes. Asad wiped them and kissed her. As they walked through the stone path on either sides of it Zoya saw illuminated models of Arc de Triomphe, Notre Dame de Paris, Disney Castle, Louvre museum and finally they came to the center of the resort where the illuminated Eiffel Tower stood. It was all like a dream.
Zoya: Asad, this is amazing.
Asad: Not as amazing as you.
Asad took her to a secluded spot at the lakeside. They enjoyed a romantic dinner on a pontoon.
A stroll led them to another part of the resort where Zoya saw the model of Ponts-de-Arts, the most amorous spot of Paris.
They wrote 'AsYa Forever' on a padlock, locked it on the personal portable grill which would be with them for life and threw the key in the artificial river flowing under the bridge. Zoya understood the benefits of being married to the owner of a construction company, if you can't go to the world the world can come to you. She looped her arms around Asad's neck and placed her soft petals on his sweet lips. The kiss was soft and sweet, exquisite in its tenderness. Asad lifted her into his arms and carried her to their bedroom.
Zoya never shared their honeymoon pictures, story. Not really sure why. Part of her felt compelled to keep everything solely between them - something so special and sacred that only Asad and she could have visually, mentally and emotionally experienced. She wanted to tuck the memories deep down inside her heart and keep them only for him and her.
As they celebrated their first anniversary, they reminisced on the beauty and relaxation of the honeymoon that was 10 months ago spent in Pairs. Home alone Zoya was sitting on the living room couch with her back pressed to Asad's chest.
Asad: It was really beautiful. Wasn't it?
She turned to look at him and quickly kissed him on the lips.
Zoya: Very beautiful.
Asad placed a small bunch of roses on the honeymoon album as Zoya flipped through it. She smelled and caressed the roses.
Asad: Red for Zoya, White for Asad...
Zoya: And pink for???
Asad: Red + White = ?
Zoya: Pink
Asad: Asad + Zoya = ?
Zoya blushed and smiled as Asad smirked naughtily. She ran towards their bedroom as he followed.
Well I think you know what happened after that. I mean what else they are going to do on the night they decided to try for a child?
It was a perfect end to the anniversary and the beginning of the new life.
Two months later, Asad woke up to the sweetest sound he had ever heard. 'Abooo'. He rolled over to Zoya's side. He had never seen her smile so bright, her face so radiant. He once again heard the same sweet babyish voice say 'abooo'.
Asad: Zoya, this sweet baby voice. Kiska baby hai?
Zoya took Asad's hand and placed it on her stomach. At first Asad did not believe it but after 10 minutes of Zoya's continuous tries it finally sunk in him that he was going to be a father. He was ecstatic for the next 10 minutes. He was going to be a dad but then he began to worry. Would he be a good father?
'My abooo best.'
Zoya once again played a recorded message. She caressed his face and smiled as she assured him that he would be a great father. His fear began to fade with Zoya's assurance. He touched his lips to her abdomen. He wanted to go the terrace and scream Ya-Hoo! They decided to keep it between them at least the first trimester.
Asad and Zoya were anxious to see what the little one looked like and could hardly wait for the first ultrasound but to know that everything was well was more important. On their first scan at 5 weeks they waited anxiously to hear the heartbeat. All of a sudden, the room filled with the loud thud of the baby's heartbeat! It echoed thought Asad and Zoya. The doctor told them that there were 2 babies with healthy heartbeats. They couldn't believe that they were actually hearing clippity clop of their babies' hearts beating for the first time!
Asad and Zoya: Twins!!!
The doctor then proceeded to show them the teeny tiny little babies. They were ecstatic to see the tiny flecks on the screen! Zoya could not remember a moment she had been happy than this. They saw the most amazing eye opener in their entire life. To Asad there was NO feeling like that. Words could not even describe the tense scared feeling that was in the pit of his stomach. They were left alone by the doctor to share that moment.
Asad with pride was looking at the monitor and Zoya wiped the tears which escaped the corner of his eyes.
Asad: Thank you Zoya. Allah gave me you but you have given me the greatest gifts of my life.
Zoya: I love you Asad. Thank you for giving me a family.
Asad gently massaged her stomach.
Asad: Our babies are in there. I promise Zoya to do my best to keep you and our children happy and safe. I will be the kind of father to them I longed for but never had.
Zoya: We know.
The happiness they felt was insurmountable!
Asad and Zoya had heard the bond between a parent and child is unique, magical and extremely strong. Asad was there is the labor room with Zoya. He had never seen a woman do a more amazing thing than bring a child into the world. He was standing next to Zoya holding her hand boosting her to push. That final push and they heard the first cry. Asad went to see the baby. Baby A, girl.
Asad lost himself in the wonder of the second little head popping out of Zoya. He held his breath in wait to know if it was a girl or a boy. Baby B, girl.
Both girls were placed on Zoya's chest as soon as they were born. They had already bonded with the babies to a degree when they were inside the womb but when they held them for the first time, the bond was of an entirely new level. They counted all toes and fingers. The girls opened their eyes and smiled. They were beautifully perfect. On this most joyous occasion, the new parents experienced a roller-coaster of emotions.
As time passed Asad and Zoya enjoyed many of the joys of parenting which they had expected but there were also many other thrills that sneaked up on them when they least expected for which they never knew to prepare for.
Their girls, Arzu and Zara were angels at times and double trouble on other. Three years of parenthood brought immeasurable, complete and utter joy along with trials, tribulations and difficulties to their lives.
Arzu and Zara: Abbu we want puppy for our happlywala birthday.
Asad picked up both the girls who came demanding a birthday gift as soon as he returned from the office. He kissed them.
Arzu and Zara: Abbu daadhi chubti hai.
Asad: Accha? Ammi never complains.
Zoya: Asad!!!
Arzu and Zara: Abbu not kisshiwala pappi we want doggywala puppy for our happywala birthday.
Asad looked at Zoya. She giggled as she knew Asad did not want to get home a puppy and he could also not say no to the girls.
Asad: Puppy? No. What if abbu gets you bunnies? One for each.
Arzu: Abbu aap puppy se shcared ho?
Zara: Don't worry abbu we will tell puppy not to shcare you.
Zoya burst out laughing when she heard the girls say that they will protect Asad from the puppy. Asad plopped on the couch as he knew that now there was no stopping Zoya from letting his secret out. She came and sat next to him with the girls on her lap.
Zoya: Alle mera babies. Abbu is not scared of puppy. One day ammi got a chotusa cute street puppy home. Abbu bad feel hua because ammi was loving puppy. Ab if puppy comes, abbu ki all special girls will love puppy. Abbu ka love will be shared so he is saying no. He wants all our love only for him.
Arzu: Idea!!! Abbu we get girl puppy then one more girl love you.
Zara: Aapko love less no more hoga.
On their birthday the girls roamed about the house with a pout on their face as they had not got their puppy. Zoya eyed daggers at Asad for doing this to the girls. The girls were sitting under the dining table to show Asad that they did not like him at the moment. Asad paid no heed to them. The girls from the corner of their eyes were looking at Asad who was reading the newspaper. Something caught their attention. A little white puppy with pink ribbons around its neck came running. The girls came out from under the table and rushed to the puppy. The girls and the puppy showered Asad with wet kisses. Zoya couldn't stop smiling seeing Asad squirm as the puppy licked him. The girls were busy playing with the puppy.
Asad and Zoya just began to share a moment when the girls came and asked Zoya to give the puppy food. After the girls were born parenting had become Zoya's full time occupation. She used to be exhausted both physically and mentally by the time she and Asad were alone.
Zoya planned a surprise for Asad. They went to the resort where they had their mini honeymoon. After dinner Asad and Zoya were lying on the grass under the starry sky. The moon and the stars gave the romantic atmosphere for an intensively fascinating and glamorous night. They made love, making up for more than lost time. They checked on the girls who informed them that they heard a new bedtime story, the story of Jahaanpana Six packs and Ms. New York Hoity Toity.
Being sure that their girls were fine Asad and Zoya indulged once more in making love. In the middle of the night Arzu and Zara's parents came home. They stood outside the girls' room and saw them sleep peacefully with smiles on their face. Zoya rested her head on Asad's chest and he put his arm around her.
Zoya: Asad promise me that our family will always be happy and safe.
Asad: I promise.
He sealed this covenant with a kiss as binding the pledge. Then, lifting her into his arms, he carried her to their bed.
Asad, Zoya and their daughters Arzu and Zara lived
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