AsYa (KaBhi) SS: My Pure Bliss Chapter 2, April 20, 2015 - Page 7

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Originally posted by: jas91

Does any1 have any news where is Rose

Hope she's fine she's been missing 4 sometime😕

Hello Dearies,

Amidst the Neelagiri mountain range, a small town called Koonoor situated. Like the typical stories in which elder sister will be always given importance upon and younger ones were always neglected, Koonoor's elder sister Ooty was always given importance by the locals and visitors. Even after having all those scenic beauty Ooty possessed, it was not enough for the small town to come into tourist map soo much. But thanks to this negligence, the town has the scenic beauty and environment still intact, unlike Ooty.

In the outskirts of Koonoor, amidst the lush green meadows, situated an orphanage called Laurens Child Orphanage. It was supervised by a British then turned Indian citizen, Madam Lauretta. She named the orphanage after her deceased husband. Having a fat bank account that accumulates wealth every year from her business abroad, let her run the orphanage smoothly. It was her stubbornness that every year a two-week workshop need to be conducted for the kids in the orphanage. The theme will vary for each year. And each year the famous people in that theme area will come to Koonoor and be with the kids. And this workshop was going on for the past three years. This year the theme sent kids into joy. How they would not happy when they could meet their film stars up so close. Yes, this year the theme is nothing but Acting'. 10 famous actors and 3 directors have already roped in for the workshop. Not only the kids, but also the entire villagers are enthusiastic about this.

While this entire thing was bringing happiness in everyone's face in Koonoor, in Bhopal, Farooqui family was also happy solely because of Koonoor. Being an ancient family in Bhopal, Farooqui house had closely living members. After a lot of pestering from younger generation, the elders in the family had decided to take them to their farmhouse in Koonoor which they haven't visited for past 20 years but kept a caretaker there to maintain the house.

Zayeed Farooqui was an influential man during India's Freedom era. He was a freedom fighter then turned into a business man and social worker. People in and around Bhopal considered highly of him. He was a gem of person. After his demise, his legacy was taken over by his 3 sons; Gafoor Farooqui, Anwar Farooqui and Jamal Farooqui, Gafoor being the eldest and Jamal being the youngest. Their love towards each other was phenomenal. Eventhough they run multi million business, it didn't change the affection between them. For them the most important thing is love. Zainab is Gafoor's wife and they have 2 kids named Zoya and Haider. Anwar and Zeenat have a son called Rehaan. Jamal and his wife Suhara have a daughter called Nikhat. This was Farooqui Family. Like the second generation, third generation also gives family values and love utmost importance over money. Hence their closely knitted family is a sight to watch amongst the other families who fight with their own blood over money.

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As the big bus carrying Farooqui family reached their farm house, Zoya jumped down from the bus and started running in the grassy meadows. Haider shook his head at her antics. She was his Chutki, his own princess.

"Chutki, enough playing. Come and take your luggage. I ain't gonna help you this time."

He said with a naughty smile. As expected, she turned around with a puppy face.

"Bhaijaan, that luggage is so heavy. Wont you help your Chutki? Look at my puppy face."

As soon as he saw her expression, he burst out laughing. She looked soo adorable like a puppy with her eyebrows scrunched, eyes narrowed and lips pouted. He walked towards her and pulled her cheeks.

"You are really cute like a puppy. But puppy, this time your puppy face won't work"

With that he winked and stepped back. Her expression changed to anger. He braced himself for her attack. Before she could attack, Rehaan came holding her shoulder and faced Haider.

"Oye, why are you taunting my sister? If you are not ready to lift her luggage, no problem. I will do that."

Zoya beamed at Rehaan and stuck her tongue out at Haider. Haider gave a "Whatever" look and moved towards the luggage. Rehaan reached there in no time and picked up Zoya's luggage. To his dismay, the luggage was really heavy. It felt like she had carried a lot of things. He looked at Haider pleadingly. Haider gave him "I told you so" look and shrugged his shoulder walking towards the farm house. Rehaan walked behind him carrying the luggage with difficulty.

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Asad got down from his caravan. He looked around and found famous people from industry. Forcing a smile he started greeting everyone. Everything seemed fake to him. Everyone was waiting for a chance to back stab each other. He sighed and looked at his wife Natasha who was busy in socializing. Her sweet words to others created a lump in his throat making him feel to throw up. She looks sweet as a lamb but her true character is of hyena. He shook his head as if to clear his head.

He walked to the fence of orphanage which could give him a nice view of meadows. The only good part about this was the nature beauty and the kids. He was always fond of kids. So he was happy to spend some time with them. He closed his eyes and inhaled a lungful of air. He opened his eyes after sometime and froze seeing the sight infront of him. There was she, Zoya, no, Idha infront of him, playing hide and seek with some guys and girls of her age. Since they were not far away he could hear their giggles. He wiped his eyes vigorously thinking it to be a figment of his imagination. But that didn't change the scene. He concentrated on them and then found some middle aged couples coming out of a palatial bungalow. Seeing them Zoya and others stopped playing and ran towards them. Then they were speaking something and everyone went inside.

Asad stood rooted to the spot even after that. He couldn't believe his eyes. He was shook out of reverie by a nun who came to call him.

"Sister, whose bungalow is that?", asked Asad.

Sister looked at the bungalow and furrowed her eyebrow. As if recalling something, he replied him;

"I think that bungalow belongs to some Farooquis. I have never seen anyone there though. I know the caretaker. I guess at last Farooqui family has reached here. The caretaker was talking about that yesterday. Anyways, Mr. Khan please come inside.Everyone is eager to meet you."

Eventhough Asad was not in a mood to go; he knew that he has certain responsibilities. So half-heartedly he went inside.

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Zoya, Humeira and Nikhat were playing in the swing when they heard sound from the nearby estate. They ran towards the fence and peeked through that. They read the board and found that its an orphanage. They also noticed all the hustle and bustle there and realized that some celebration is going on. Shrugging their shoulders they walked back to the swing. But by the time they reached there, they found Haider and Rehaan there.

"Haider Bhaijan, this is not fare. This is our swing"

"Why? Your name is written here or what?"

With that Haider and Rehaan hi-fived each other.

The girls looked at each other and passed an evil smile. Zoya took hold of a gardening pipe. The boys saw that and their eyes widened in realization.

"Chutki, no. dont do that. You are my sweet angel na. Please. You know I am allergic to water, that's why I don't even take bath properly", pleaded Rehaan.

The girls started laughing at that. Soon the boys found themselves cornered by the girls. Soon chaos happened. Boys started running followed by girls. After some time Haider was successful in snatching the pipe from Zoya. Now it was girls' turn to run.

As the youngsters were having fun of their lifetime, they failed to notice that their mischiefs and sounds have gathered a not so small audience. Apart from the Farooqui family, the guests and kids from the orphanage had come out to see the source of the commotion. They stood in the orphanage property near to the fence and looked at the boys and girls running behind each other. Some were confused and some had small smile on them. It was Asad who had a full-fledged smile on his face seeing his Idha so carefree. His feet started moving on its own accord. Soon he found himself jumping the fence and entering the Farooqui's property much to others' shock.

Zoya looked at her Haider Bhaijan who has an evil smile on his face. She tried best to please him with her puppy face. When she realized that the puppy face won't work she ran cover. Soon she found someone standing on her way. Not thinking twice she hide behind that person for cover. That same moment Haider started spraying water on them. Zoya twisted and turned the person to shield away from the onslaught of water. Alas! She ended up drenching.

Rehaan and Haider started laughing. Zoua pouted her luscious lips like a kid. She wiped her face with her hand. That's when she realized the presence of another person. She looked up to see whom she had used as a shield. Her mouth was wide open. Seeing her expression the guys and the girls looked at that person and they also had their mouth wide open. Even they failed to notice him before.

"As...Asad Ahmed Khan...", stuttered Haider.

A fully drenched Asad smiled at him and then looked at Zoya. He chuckled seeing her expression. He flicked her nose breaking her trance.

"Hi Idha, we meet again"

Res 😳


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Heyy...
Well a wonderful & well written chapt..
So Asad is a married superstar..whose wife is a media doll I guess..
Interesting dynamics to see ahead...
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