Chapter One - The Bad News
At Khans Villa Big Mansion at Bhopal
"Are kahan mar gaye sabke sab,Wajid, Nasser, Shajahan, are kaha ho sabke saab? Jab bhi kuch kaam hota hai, khambaqt sab ke sab gayab hojate hai, kaam chor kahine ke, muje hi dekhna padaga ki darwaze par koun hai" An elderly woman was yelling at the top of the voice and went to open the door. It was an attorneys notice from New York. The old woman signed and received it. She went inside to her study and opened it.
It read "Your grand daughter Zeenat Siddique and her husband Anwar Siddique met with an accident and is no more. Your are entrusted with the custody of your great grand daughter Usma Siddique and you are requested to travel to New York and take custody of the child as early as possible. The child and the property of the deceased are being put under an Admisnistrator appointed by the New York Court till you receive the custody of the child. Do let us know the travel of your date in advance so as to arrange the documents of custody of the child."
Mark Felix
Family Attorney, AnZee Group of Companies
The walking stick fell from her hand on reading this and tears started flowing unlimitedly. She sat there in her study recollecting old memories of Zeenat and how Zeenat went against the wishes of the family to maary Anwar Siddique, an ordinary person who worked as Lecturer at Bhopal Unviersity. After marriage Zeenat tried to befriend the Khan family but for her ego she didn't let her come back and closed the doors on her face. With a heavy heart Zeenat and Anwar moved on in their life. Luck was with them Anwar got selected to teach his favourite in New York Unviersity and they shifted to New York permanently. Even after shifting to New York, Zeenat tried to contact her Badi bi and tell that she is pregnant. But Badi bi didn't give any positive response. Even after birth of Usma, they tried to inform her but she did not give in. Usma was a lucky charm for Anwar and Zeenat. Anwar started to write books for colleges and soon started his own publishing house too. They still tried to call Badi Bi on her birthday but she never attended their calls. The last call made by them was on her 60the birthday a week back. They had made Usma to speak to her knowing that she wont talk to them. She sat there and cried and cried for hours thinking that once she could have talked to them for which she repented now. At least she could have heard their voices before they left this world. All these years, she clutched her ego and never let it go as Ayesha Ahmed Khan the martriach of Khan Family was now defeated at the hands of fate. If only she did let her guard down then she could have heard her grand daughters voice before her departure from this world. She remained in the study till her grandson Asad came.
"Dadi, aap yahan?, Wajid ne bataye ki aap bohot der se study main hai? Kya hua?" She extended the notice and Asad took it from her and read it. "Dadi, Aapi ab iss duniya main nahi hai? Yeh kab hua, maine baat ki thi unse pichle hafte, ab achanak yeh news" Badi di said "Asad tum New York jaa rahe ho, aur meri Zeenat ki beti Usma ko India laa rahe ho, main ne vakil se baat ki hai, vo tumhari jaane ki saari tayyari kar dega, travel agent se baat hogayi hai, aur tickets jald hi miljayenge, visa office main maine baat ki hai, ek hafte main tumhara New York Visa tayyar hojayega, tum jane ki tayyari karo, aur haan jane se pehle Tannu se ek baar mil lena, varna vo bohot naraz hojayegi" Asad "Dadi, Tannu se milna zaroori hai kya? I mean she never understands aur kehegi ki muje bhi le chalo, seriously Dadi I don't like her at all, apne mere liye usse pasana hi kyun kiya" Badi bi "Dekho Asad, tumhari behen ne tho mere khilaf jaakar nikah kiya, par main yeh umeed karti hoon kit um aisa nahi karoge," Asad ran his fingers through his hairs at her statement and replied "Lekin main Tanveer se nahi miloonga aap hi bata dijiye, ki main New Yok jaa raha hoon," And he went away from ther mumbling "pata nahi yeh Tannu mera peecha kab chodegi, Dadi par koi jadu tona karke rakha hai, jab dekho Tannu Tannu kehti hai, Yah Allah muje iss Tannu se chutkara dede" Dadi kuch kahan tumne Asad" Asad "jee nahi, kuch nahi, main jake tayyari karta hoon" Dadi "behtar hai"
New York Farooqui Mansion
Razia broke the news to a young girl of 22 "Dekho Zoya, tumhari umar hogayi hai nikah ki, aur Akram se zyadaa shareef aur izzatdaar ladka tumhe nahi milega, aur kya chahiye tumhe, jawan hai, khoobsurat hai, hatta khatta hai, aur sabse badi baat hai ki mere bhaii ka beta hai, tumse bhoto pyar karta hai aur tumhe khush rakhega" Zoya "Ammi please uss Akram se mera nikah ki bhi mat sochiyega, main usss Bandar se nikah nahi karoongi, aap muje meri marzi ke khilaf kuch nahi karva sakti" Razia "dekho zoya, main abhi sirf mooh se keh rahi hoon, tum muje achi tarah se janti ho, main jab kuch kehti ,tho main karti bhi hoon, mere sabr ka imtihaan mat lo, aur nikah ke liye man jao, kuch dino main sagaai phir do teen main nikah, aur agar mere khilaf jane ki koshish ki, to tum janti ho main kiss had thak jaa sakti hoon. Tumhare vo apahij abbu bhi tumhe bachane nahi aasakte, apne haath ka zakhm dekhti hona roz, muje aisa kadam dubara utane par majboor mat karo" Zoya ran away from there to her abbus room. She sat by her bed ridden paralysied Abbu Gaffur Farroqui, and held his hand "abbu dekh rahe aap, mere saath kya hora hai, apne jiss aurat ko meri ammi banakar laye the, vo aurat nahi dayan hai, main hamesha unhe ammi manne ke koshish ki, lekin unke liye main sirf apki jaidad ki chavi hoon. Vo ab mera nikah uss awara Akram se karvana chahti hai, kya koi raasta nahi hai, kya muje usse nikah karna padega, boliye abbu" Tears started flowing from the corners of Gaffurs eyes. He slowly raised his hands and started shaking it. Zoya could see only shivering hands in front of her. She asked "abbu aap mujse kuch kehna chahte hai" Gaffur eyes blinked once. Zoya again "abbu kya aap yeh keh rahe hai ki main yeh nikah karoon?" Gaffur blinked twice and still shaking his lifted hands. Zoya "tho main nikah se mana kar doon,lekin vo tho main kar chuki hoon, koi faydaa nahi, ammi ne dhamki di hai, agar nikah nahi karungi, tho mera dusra haath bhi jaladegi iss tarah", she lifted her sleeve to show her abbu the burn scar on her right hand. Gaffur now started vehemently shaking his hands. Zoya was not understanding what he wanted to convey. Gaffur at the spur of the moment just threw away his hands so as to push Zoya away from him. Zoya asked "kya main chali jaon" Zoya's mind worked "kya aap yeh kehna chahte hai ki main kahin chali jaon yahan se door, bhaag jaon" Gaffur blinked once and he tried to smile twitching his non cooperating facial muscles and raised his shaking hands to just touch Zoyas forehead. Zoya kissed her fathers hands and decided that she will run away. But then what about her abbu, who will take care of him, she thought. "Abbu par main apko aise halat main chodkar kaise jaun" Gaffur shook his head in negative indicating that she should not think of him now and she should make her mind to go away from this wretched place.
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