Hey folks. Sorry for the delay but hey, i m pretty quick than the last time. 😆 A very sincere apology for not being able to give indivisual response to your comments. but i read Each and every comment that you all posted But however m a bit disappointed with the lack of response that you have shown. Please if you like the story, hit the like button. Trust me it plays a vital role in encouraging beginners like us. Anyways, i continue writing for those who read my efforts :)
This is a very ASYALACIOUS update. I hope you'll like it. And yeah. I hope you'll like the end of the part :)
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YES HE DOES.' NO SHE DOESN'T'
The sun had called it quit for the day and made way for the moon. And to say that atmosphere in khan mansion was troubled, would surely be an understatement. The aura in the house was evocative. Nobody talked but the silence spoke volume. The food in the table was untouched as people in the house refused to eat. Asad skipped his office today as his mind was being stubborn enough to not let him work. And to top it all, Zoya was making it worse with her constant ignorance. Her relentless efforts to avoid him, was breaking all his levels of patience. His heart knew, that continuous denial wont change the fact..The fact of last night. The night that had evoked feelings he never knew ever existed for him. It wont be wrong to admit that he was scared. Scared to death, that he was being vulnerable to zoya. Yes he was. She did things to him that would stir his deepest core and he could do nothing but be at his heart's control which was constantly letting her in. He cursed himself. Was he not enough bruised? Was he ready for the new emotion which he denied to name, that was knocking in?
...
Zoya's heart leapt to her mouth, and she gulped several times controlling her racing heartbeats. "THE THUNDER group?" She whispered back.
"Yes Zoya. Thunder group is an organized group of criminals, who are on a rise in the city since over three years now. A few months ago, Asad took control over the group. Previously, the group was lead by Junaid."
Zoya interrupted the talk " Few months? But haidar I have been with mr. khan for ten months now, I saw no such development. She was surprised. "this is yet to be revealed zoya. Khan's right hand Roy, is dead. And junaid is missing. The details for Khan's next mission is some disk. Chief wants you to find the disk."
"But Mr. Khan mentioned nothing about disc. In-fact, I have seen no disk in the mansion and the office. His documents are mostly in his laptop or in the drive."
" I don't know, Aaryan sir was pretty sure about the disk, keep your visions clear on it." , Haidar paused for catching his breath. Zoya was intently listening to him.
"But how did bhaijaan got to know about it?"
"I m not given the details. But there's somebody from the mansion who's helping the system."
Some body from the mansion? But Mr. khan has Dotting workers.' She thought.
"And zoe. Please remember the reason why you are here,"
"What do you mean.?"
"I have seen it in your eyes. You have fallen hard for him, haven't you."
"Are you crazy haidar. Firstly mind your own business and secondly, I don't love him. As a matter of fact, Its you who needs to remember that I have cop's blood running in my veins, I have nothing for him but loath for him."
As the words came out, the tears escaped her eyes. Liar' the heart screamed. Wiping the tears off, Zoya hung up the call and thanked allah that no one heard her. She wondered How did Anwar kaka give her the call, when apparently, Asad had clearly said she was not allowed to talk on phone calls AT-ALL? Sighing she gave a stop to her thoughts as the clouds thundered suddenly. What-ever is the matter with the climate of new York.
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Zoya believed Rains are magical. They did magic to the nature. How did few drops of water end up with a rainbow, she never understood. She was among those who felt the rains, and not just got wet. As she saw the downpour, her feet led her the way outside. Oh she so loved rains. May be they could wash away the pain she was going through right now. Feeling the rain drops on herself, calmness enveloped her. She quietly closed her eyes and listened to the rhythm. The growling of the sky made her believe that even Allah Miya was not happy with her decision. But did she have a choice? Even though Asad didn't love her. And may be last night meant nothing to him, but he surely trusted her. This. She knew. She silently shushed her heart that yelled when she thought that he didn't love her. Her heart always rebuffed to accept it, as his silence had always talked to it. Her heart refused to admit that what his eyes showed was not love. Exhaling, Zoya took heavy breaths to stop the over whelming thoughts. She wanted to enjoy the little bit of joy, the rain was giving.
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Asad took the sip of his coffee and saw the roaring rains .The night sky was clad in grey. The clouds were doubling up on each other menacingly. The smell of incoming rain was heavy in the air as was the electricity, the expectation of the coming storm. A crash of thunder sent his heart pounding. The sky continued to flash as he sat waiting expecting the rain to finally halt..
Moments passed in expectation but the rain turned violent. And cascaded down from the heavens upon the earth. Drenching the parched earth, the smell of wet soil lingering in his nostrils as he watched the storm progress aggressively.
Rains were never his thing but today, they felt heavenly. The sound outside, made his insides silent. He was tired of the constant screaming his heart was on with. The waves of emotions were striking him bad , and he was finding no escape as such. He was a pro by now to stone himself but this was just not happening recently. And today, it was if there intensity had quadrupled , chocking him to death. The flashes of zoya kept haunting him. He remembered the time when zoya was with him like a soul stays with the body, protecting him from his emotional break down when mrs. Dilshaad came. He felt the sudden serenity he felt that time, again. She had always been there since past ten months. He remembered when he came back hurt and she didn't leave the room the entire night just to look after him..The time When he returned late and she was awake waiting for him. And lastly I love you Mr. khan' Echoed his ears. Clearing his thoughts, asad made his way outside.
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Zoya was crazy about rains. She danced on the tunes of the rain, keeping everything aside. She remembered how she and Aaryan would play in the rain and smiled remembering the good old times. She loved feeling the cold water droplets tickling her skin. Rain drenched her from head to toe but she cared less. Zoya merrily opened her hands and twirled around, laughing her heart out, unaware of the gaze she had on her.
Jise zindagi dhoondh rahi hai
Kya ye woh makaam mera hai
Yahaan chain se bas ruk jaaun
Kyun dil ye mujhe kehta hai
Jazbaat naye se mile hain
Jaane kya asar ye huaa hai
Ik aas mili phir mujhko
Jo qubool kisi ne kiya hai
Asad admired the beauty of the girl who had the control of his heart lately. She was the angel descended, the angel he knew he needed. He noticed her eyes that twinkled. He had never seen them this way. It was just the sufferings he had witnessed, and who else but him had given them.
She Glowed as she walked, standing out in any crowd of people, all it would take is those brown eyes to make contact with yours and you could loose your self in them, spreading yourself and her from the world due to her pure beauty.
Kisi shaayar ki ghazal
Jo de rooh ko sukoon ke pal
Koi mujhko yun mila hai
Jaise banjaare ko ghar
Naye mausam ki sehar
Yaa sard mein dopahar
Koi mujhko yun mila hai
Jaise banjare ko ghar
For the first time in his whole life he felt shivers running down his spine, he felt jammed at his spot. For the first time his eyes did not blink. He was awestruck to the highest of extents. For the first time he felt his heartbeat stopping, and once again, he felt hot burning sensations invading his body and brutally affecting it. The night was going to be long again. His eyes landed upon hers. Her green almond shaped emerald eyes. The moment she turned her, beautiful eyes captured him. He lost himself even more in the ocean. He felt like making love to her innocent eyes. Never in his life had he seen such comprehensive beautiful mesmerizing eyes. How could he not notice this before. There was so much innocence filled in them that he was falling deeper.
She was his shining star, his medicines to his wounds.
Jaise koi kinaara
Deta ho sahaara
Mujhe wo mila kisi mod par
Koi raat ka taara
Karta ho ujaala
Waise hi roshan kare woh shehar
Zoya let the rain droplets touch her skin and then slide down all the way to her throat, chest and her skin. She extended her hands outwards trying to catch the water droplets, she then jumped and played splashing the water droplets with her feet. She roamed around the whole garden playing and smiling touching the flowers lost in the essence of rain . Asad smiled, seeing her enjoying. He was mesmerized by her her beauty; the moonlight caressed the side of her face as she spun around
Dard mere woh bhula hi gayaa
Kuch aisa asar huaa
Jeena mujhe phir se woh sikha raha
Hmm.. Jaise baarish kar de tar
Yaa marham dard par
Koi mujhko yun mila hai
Jaise banjare ko ghar
Naye mausam ki sehar
Yaa sard mein dopahar
Koi mujhko yun mila hai
Jaise banjaare ko ghar
The rain blurred zoya's vision but she noticed someone's presence nearby. She turned around and found him looking at her intently. The eyes met and locked. They both stepped towards each other in a trance, their eyes speaking the unknown.
Asad admired her wet hair, her eyes glistening back in his. For once, he didn't feel like he was holding back, he allowed his eyes to emote in ways he did not know was possible. They came face to face, staring at one another trying to seek answers and the night before replayed itself for the umpteenth time. His breaths quickened as his heart finally gave in. He was in love. He knew.
Edited by eshita.kabhi - 10 years ago
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