ASYA SS- Dotted Line- Chapter 12 Updated- Page 143 - Page 60

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Chapter 7

"Someday love will find you
Break those chains that bind you
One night will remind you
How we touched
And went our separate ways
If he ever hurts you
True love won't desert you"...

...Separate ways (World Apart) by Journey

University of Washington

Zoya was roaming aimlessly on the secluded Isle of the university area. She especially liked this season, the season of spring; cherry blossom festival was going at the University of Washington. For the past six years she was celebrating this festival here, she was lucky that she got a chance here. She smiled as she observed the gleeful faces, those were happy to see one of the interesting events in the world. The white (Yoshino) and pale-pink (Akebono) blossoms were glowing like proud mothers. It was a sight to behold. She walked around just to envelop all these fragrances within herself. Winter just had passed and spring was here but still sometimes chilly gentle breeze blows making shiver to everyone. Zoya was in her blue jeans with a white net top, a red scarf hanged from her neck as she walked lazily on the footpath.

"Hey Zoya" Daniel one of her fellows from class ran to her.

"Hey, Daniel, How are you? She asked back.

"I am fine. I heard you are going back to India, your native place"

"Yes, I am going to my home" She beamed. A glimpse of a two storied white house came to her mind to which she shook her head slightly and blinked away.

"Oh! Okay. So it is a goodbye then. Actually, I am not coming to the party as I need to drive to my mom to my grandpa's, he is ill. All the best for your future dear"

"Ah! It is okay Dan. Good bye. Take care of your Grand Pa" Zoya turned around from Daniel as she walked away; she realized she was not used to say goodbyes. When she took leave from her professor, she felt like crying. Her professor was always there for her in this unknown country. He helped her all the way he could and she had no words to show her gratitude to him. She had given him the place of her father.

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Zoya stood with the short letter in her hand. She felt a dull ache inside as she could not meet him for the last time. He had saved her, gave her shelter when she needed most despite his unlikeness towards her. She could not even thank him properly. From childhood she suffered from one problem. She had a lack of trust to anyone. Yes, as she brought up all alone in her life she started to trust only to herself. She had learnt a lesson from childhood that she was all alone and no one was for her in this big world. As she had won every fight by herself and it somehow strengthened her view. His dedication to his family, his work, his carrier made her look upon another era of life. She started to believe she could also do something. Not only had that he trusted her with his house, but also he respected her. The home he craved for, that house he loved the most in India he left it just by trusting her. In short, he gave her a reason to live. She felt empty the very moment, a lone tear escaped from her eye that she wiped hastily. That was the toughest night of her life.

Zoya had to take some important decisions for her life in the next day. She got an opportunity that day to present a topic at a conference which was held in Mumbai. She left his house and took her seat in the hostel. She had to send the resignation letter as she was busy with preparation and did not have much time to think about the job.

Then the time was her story of success. She did excellent in the presentation and a professor came from College of Engineering of University of Washington was impressed by her work. He had offered her to join him in her post-graduation program. Zoya's principal discussed about Zoya's situation and her financial statement. The professor then promised for a scholarship. The next few months Zoya really did not get much time to think about anything rather than her abroad study. She did a full time job at a famous software company in Mumbai and at the same time finished her graduation with special permission. Then by the Grace of Allah she got the scholarship at the University. Within six months she was all set to leave India. She was fortunate enough that the professor had arranged funding for her provided by a new raising company.Time moved on.

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No one was there to say goodbye when she was leaving India for her post-graduation. She actually did not know how it felt till this date. She sighed heavily. She had passed wonderful times here. In these six years she was extremely busy to make a scholastic result and her job. She had a dream to have an office of her own in India. To fulfill her own dream she had to do double work. Time just flew away from this life and she was leaving this country already. She left a heavy sigh. She was in debt to many people in her life for who she was today.

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Seattle, Lake Union

Asad was done with the meetings at the conference room in the Silver Cloud Inn- Hotel at Seattle Lake Union. The deal was finally his, as he finalized, it his face broke into content and crooked smile. This deal was for his tamater, Nazma. It would be her first breakthrough. Nazma also studied Architecture just like her Bhaijaan and now she was doing an internship at Sheikh Constructions.

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The minute he heard about Aftab he had only thought about Nazma. If he was not there, and so what would Nazma do? He prayed to Allah all the time he could make out, but he stimulated to think some others as well. How everyone was going to get by? He put all the things he could bring off that time. But one thing he could not manage. Miss Farooqui. He wanted to take leave from her properly. They had lived almost 10 days together and he was kind of habituated to her. Her strength, her inspiration for living and her struggles, everything attracted him. She had an aura which illuminated cares, innocence, forgiveness and love for everything she met. She spread happiness over sadness, melancholy and arrogance. Her living of life was unique. She had no one of her own yet she had every one of her own. He started to believe he sustained a far better life ahead if only he could follow her rules of living life and that way the respect came from its path. He started to respect her.

Asad left a heavy sigh as his flight got off from the runway. He wanted to tell her that he could facilitate her to build up at her career. He could grant more money to her, but he knew her self-respect would not permit it. She would never accept those as she would believe he sympathized with her. He prayed to Allah that she would bring all the happiness in this universe which she merited.

After landing in London he did not set out any time to look back. Aftab had left them and Nazma took all of his attention. He had to be there for her. He remembered how Aftab single handedly managed him and Nazma at his youthful age. He sacrificed all of precious things for Asad. He loved Asad more than Nazma. Sometimes he ignored her as Asad needed him more. Asad did not forget those things. So he had stood there for Nazma. He loved her more than himself. He managed Nazma with every single step. Within time Ayaan overtook the responsibility in Indian business and everything was managed. He had bonded with a beautiful relationship with Ayaan. His second family visited them two times in every year. Shireen gave Nazma the love of a mother. They were happy, but still Asad could not manage to be easy with her. But he was proved a great brother to all. His business with Dilshad Construction flourished and at the same time he had to look after Aftab construction too. He had no time for himself. After settling down he had called Prasad and asked him to look after Zoya but she was gone. The last news he got that she was in Mumbai, safe and sound. He was happy to hear that. She was chasing her dream and it was for good. Then they both had worked on their respected life. It was not that they forgot, but the memories faded with time.

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Asad was going to hand over all of his uncle's property to Nazma as she was all ready for it. Nazma was recently got engaged to one of his clients son who was a civil engineer. They were college buddies and they were going to marry in next six months. After her marriage, he needed a break. In these six years he never took a break.

As all the work had been done Imraan, Nazma's fiance had invited him to a farewell party that night. He had completed post- Graduation on Civil Engineering in the College of Engineering from University of Washington and thus all the students of all disciplines who shared their space together had thrown a party. It was only 11 am and he had enough time to join the party. So he had thought about some site seeing. He had read about the Cherry blossom festival and thought to go and explore by himself.

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Asad came out from the conference room and loosened his tie, opening the two buttons of the shirt. He loved this hotel as it was 100 % non-smoking property. After taking his buffet brunch he headed towards the fitness center. He had given out his physical workout session for a few days. Then he went to their inner pool and spa area. After half an hour he headed to his deluxe suit.

The deluxe view suite really made him relax as he enjoyed the beautiful view of Lake Union from the window. It had two rooms where sliding doors separate the bedroom from the living room providing both extra room and privacy.

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Fred Hutchinson Cancer Research Center which is considered one of the world's leading cancer-research institutes, is located next door to the Silver Cloud Inn - Lake Union. Established in 1975, the Fred Hutchinson Center has a team of world-renowned scientists and humanitarians who work together to prevent and treat cancer and diseases. Asad visited the research center. He had read all the books on cancer after Rashid's death and tried to help some cancer patients as per his forte.

From the research center he started to walk as the university area is only 3 miles away from the center. The soothing breeze made him smile as he walked along. When he entered the area he was mesmerized by the sight, the whole area was bursting into colors in a beautiful display of floral fireworks. But the peak bloom period lasts only a few days. The white, the pale pink flowers were spreading happiness. The area was crowded, so he started to walk away from the crowd as he wanted some alone time for him.

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He found a secluded area by the side. There were a few people walking here and there by the lake side. He was walking, enjoying the beauty of the nature under the cherry trees when a sudden wind gusted and he was immediately enveloped in a cherry petal snowstorm. Surrounded by the dancing petals, soft and softly scented, he found himself flying within the petals. He stood rooted as he saw a girl twirling around spreading her hand, touching those petals. The sound of her laughing rang in his ear as he took steps towards her and then it happened. A red scarf came from nowhere, wrapped around his face.

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Zoya ran for her scarf as it carried away with the sudden wind. She was enjoying this petal storm, but her scarf now was wrapped around a face. She frowned as she realized the man was looking at her without doing anything. She did not pay any attention to the face as she came running. She taunted him without sparing a second

"Allah Miyaan, what is wrong with you Mr. Don't you think you have to give me back that scarf?" The man was standing there without any word. Zoya came near him in order to admonish him about some manners at the same time the man removed the scarf from his face. Now it was her time to stand still as she recognized the man.

They stood there for few moments silent, just looking at each other as the petal storm continued to fall over them. Time stood still with their beating hearts and shimmering eyes.

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"Someday love will find you
Break those chains that bind you
One night will remind you
How we touched
And went our separate ways
If he ever hurts you
True love won't desert you"...

...Separate ways (World Apart) by Journey


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They met again...

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Waiting for next one..

Ohhh!!!they meets after 6 yers nice updt