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Well i wont say anything, except that i have a severe headache and i cant get neither this song and neither KaBhi out of my head ! ā¤ļø
there is no particular order in the evenments, everything is random according to the sing ! š
Enjoy ! ā¤ļø
AsYa's Remembrance...
Tu Jahan Main Wahan...
Asad and Zoya went down the alley of memories to the time where Asad had saved Zoya from getting forcefuly married to Akram.
Asad had done a mistake by not listening to her, he had reacted on impulse hearing that she had ran away from her marriage, so he had sent her to meet Akram to explain her behaviour. And since Zoya knew that she didn't had any reasons to be ashamed or anything, she had agreed on meeting him, though unaware of the danger she was stepping into.
When he had found her, he felt like he was suffocating. He saw her barely counscious, dressed up in a bridal attire in which she anyway looked beautiful and angelic but what caught his attention was the blood dripping from her forehead and on the side of her mouth. He gritted his teeth and realized how big mistake he had done by sending her over to meet who he thought to be a nice and decent man but who actually was a beast. After stopping the forceful marriage, he carried Zoya away in his arms. She was anyways barely in her senses, she couldn't walk straight and it was his fault. After beating Akram's men black and blue, he carried Zoya in his arms.
Their eyes had locked, whereas hers were in tears his were apologetic and angry over himself, because all this was his fault. But he promised her through his eyes that whenever she would be in danger he would be there. Reading this in his eyes, she rested her head against his shoulder while he took her back home.
Sang sang youn, chaloun tere, jaise tera aasmaan...
Zoya had tricked Asad to go to the outskirts of Bhopal with her in order to search her father. She couldn't help but feel guilty because whereas he had come with her to help her to find a clue about her father, she was tricking him into staying away from Bhopal so that he couldn't assist Rashid's court hearing. But she neither could help being in awe with him because only at the mention of being away and place unsafe for a woman, he had volunteered to come. Because he indeed was worried for her.
Jo dhoop nikli, saaya ban jaounga...
This time Zoya was going back to New-York because her visa had expired. She was just about to do her booking when she heard the roaring sound of her name and the voice was familiar. Zoya looked around and saw Asad in sweat, roaring her name, desperately looking around for her. On seeing him, her heart couldn't help but skip a few beats, he had always had this talent to make her heart do things that it would never do before. When he roared her name again after seeing her in that queue, she saw his blood-shot, helpless, red eyes, it looked like his life was baing snatched away from him. She just got out of that queue and rushed towards him. Whereas security guards were trying to catch him, he just either ducked down or moved aside but his aim was to gather her in his arms so that she could never get away again. As they were about to jump in each other's arms, both were held back by security guards and the immigration officer. Asad and Zoya managed to get out of their respective grips and while doing so, the ring fell out of his pocket. He stared at it before picking it up, kneeling down on one knee and holding her hand in his. He just stared at her in the eye, he didn't needed to ask her, because even he could see it in her eyes that she wanted it to happen, so he just slid it in her ring finger and then he spoke the words that she was dying to her. "Aaj se yeh meri mangetar hain aur mujhe isse rokne ka poora haq hai..."
Jo ho tu akeli, saaya ban jaounga...
That was it. Asad had been told about the reality of her late father and had taken her to the graveyard. Zoya was nervous throughout the journey, Asad hadn't said anything except the fact that he had gotten to know about her father. She didn't know what to feel, what to expect, she only knew that she was going to meet her father.
As they reached te graveyard, Zoya kept questionning Asad about the reason behind their visit here, after all, her father must be waiting for her but he didn't say a word, only guided her to a grave and pointed to it and announced her that her father died several years ago. Zoya got angry and accused him of playing a prank on her, after all, she had come all over to India only to find and he... He couldn't just die ! Everyday she woke up with the hope of finding her father and he couldn't just be dead ! Zoya grabbed his collar and begged him to tell her that this was only a prank, she cried and cried.
After paying him an hommage and praying for his peace, it was time for them to leave. As Asad held Zoya up, she refused to leave the red chaddar. His heart broke seeing her plight. He gathered her in his arms and hugged her close while she cried and sobbed in his chest. When she thought that she had nobody left in this world, he held her close to him and made her realized that she wasn't alone, though without words, but she knew that he meant it through his eyes and he was all she needed to hold herself together.
Jo uljhan mein ho mann, main behlaounga...
She had no reason left to stay back in India but she wanted Him to ask her to stay back because she had one, Him... But how could Mr. Emotionally-Challeged say that out loud ?
So here again, Zoya had put him in the center. She had watched a video recording that Najma had made about how everybody was feeling on her going back to New-York. Initially, she hadn't watched the full video of Asad because she realized that he was still speaking to her with formality, as if there was nothing between them. But when she watched the full video, she had seen that afterwards, Asad had did said about his wish of her staying back and that was all she needed to stay back. But now she wanted him to say it aloud that he wanted her to stay so she just put him in the center, telling him that since he was the owner of the house, he should decide over if she should stay or leave. And seeing that not so surprisingly he couldn't get past his 'Voh Actually', Zoya decided to make a toss. As she threw the coin, everybody wished it to be in favor of Zoya's staying. Just when it was coming back down, Asad grabbed it in his fist. Everybody looked at him with anxiety, waiting to know the verdict. When he opened his fist, he was dejected seeing that it was in favor for her to go back. Zoya asked him what it was and upon realizing that nobody had seen the coin except him, Asad Ahmed Khan lied, he told that it was in the favor of her staying back. Everybody squealed happily and Asad and Zoya's eyes locked, he knew that she knew that he lied but he didn't cared because he wanted her to stay back and that's how he solved her confusion and made her stay back, with him, for him.
Tum aa gaye ho, toh jheena aaya hai...
It was the festival of Holi and though Muslims don't celebrate it as a religious festival but they did celebrate it with throwing colours at each other in order to share the happiness. So here she was, Zoya Farooqui, sneaking in her Mr. Khan's room and she put some colour in his towel so that in the morning, when he would wake up, she would be the first to have coloured him. She felt devilish but loved it, playing pranks on Mr. Khan wasn't something often but now she couldn't help but feel excited to prank him and even if he got angry, she had a nice reply, 'Boora naa maano, Holi hai !' She giggled at her own thoughts. Her Mr. Khan had the abilities to make her do things that she couldn't even tell, he just made her feel alive !
Khushiyon ka tumne, yeh jaal bichaya hai...
Turns out to be that Mr. Asad Ahmed Khan is not that easy to prank ! When Zoya went to his room, ready with her phone to click a picture of a red-faced Mr. Khan, she saw him getting out of the bathroom with probably THAT towel an wiping his face. She tried to refrain her giggles but she frowned when she saw no red on his face. When he asked about her presence in his room, she made an excuse and went to his bathroom to check on the towels. She gasped on seeing her prepared towel lying the same way she had left at night and next second she knew, Asad poured a bucket of water over her, wishing her a 'Happy Holi' and then he took some colour from the towel and applied on her cheeks with a smirk. She couldn't help but stare at him with a smile because he made her plan backfire and himself won. "Plan isse kehte hain, Ms. Farooqui !" When he said that with his smile she couldn't help but think about all the moments they had spent together, though they fought, she never was as happy as she was since the day she had started to live with his family, with him...
Khoya hai khudko toh sab kuch paaya hai...
Zoya was not blood related to them but still she had a family that loved her and cared for her and she knew that no matter what happened, they would always be there for her...
Tu jahan main wahan...
Sang sang youn, chaloun tere, jaise tera aasmaan...
It was Zoya's mother's death anniversary and though she didn't showed it, she was extremely sad. Zoya had the ability to hide her sadness behind her beautiful smile and taht's what she had done all day when she took Najma with her to the cricket stadium after Asad had forbid them from going because of safety reasons. But you could imagine Asad's boiling anger on seeing the women of his house, dancing and cheering in the stadium's stairs. So when they had gotten home and he had asked their whereabouts, Zoya had lied saying taht they had gone for shopping and that only added to Asad's growing temper and he just lashed out on her saying horrible things and this time he had gone too far by going till her parents and questionning her upbringing and Zoya might not have felt that bad if it was on any other day, but this day was her late mother's death anniversary so even she just packed her bags and went to the railway station. After Dilshad scolding him, she sent him to look for her which he gladly did, because though he was upset with her, he couldn't just let anything happen to her, a woman's safety was as much as important as Dilshad or Najma's safety.
When he reached there, he saw four goons around Zoya an when one of thel tried to touch her, of course Ms. Zoya Farooqui couldn't let just anybody go with it so she slapped him accross his face. Getting angry, he slapped her so strongly that she fell accross the road. When Asad held out his hand asking if she was ok, even in this state with a bleeding lip, Zoya was ready to fight back and replied to him sarcastically and got up while ignoring his hand. But nevertherless, Asad didn't missed the lack of surprise on her face at seeing him, maybe she was in the hope taht he would come looking for her and take her back home ? After ushering her behind him, he dealt with the goons and at the end Zoya had to go back with him...
Ho gham ke badal, mujhpe tham jaane de...
Bechainiyon ko, mujhse takrane de...
He had hurted yet again ! This time he had been way too rude, he didn't get why everytime it came to her, he couldn't think straight and be this impulsive ! Somehow he was led to believe that it was Zoya's fault if his mother had been shot so eventually, he was very angry at her and didn't let her approach his mother. But when she kept trying to do so, he just said harsh things like her parents were lucky to not be with her today or else they would have been ashamed of her ! And that's what broke Zoya's heart because no matter what, nobody deserves to not have his/her parents by his/her side... And when Asad realized that Zoya was innocent and she had tried her best to save Dilshad, he felt ashamed for whatever he had told her... He came to her room to apologize only to see her sobbing in her pillow...
Dukhti ho, koi baat, mujhpe aane de...
Zoya had just discovered that her father was no more, she had no parents this world anymore but she had a shoulder to cry on, Asad's shoulder. He had been there with her in the search of her father ever since he had gotten to know about her wanting to look for her father. And then he was there by her side when she had gotten to know the harsh reality of his death. But he was there for her, he was there to hold her together, he was there as her pillar and now he was also there to land her a shoulder to cry on and he was also there to wipe her cheeks...
Dil sochta tha, ke koi apna ho...
Zoya remembered the time Asad had given her the pink sari as a 'saughat' on their Jashn-e-Saughat. She remembered how beautiful it was and she also blushed remembering her dream where she danced in Asad's arms.
Asad was quite amused when he had found Zoya in a dancing pose with his given sari. He slyly smiled seeing that she had visibly liked it and he smirked a little when he realized that Zoya was imagining dancing with him in this sari... And then he smiled satisfiedly on seeing her hugging the sari to her chest, she had liked it and her facial expressions only said that 'like' was an understatement...
Koi raaz naa ho, jo usse rakhna ho...
Asad and Zoya reminiced the time when for the second time, Zoya had woken up in the middle of the night because of a nightmare. After everybody had gone back to sleep, Zoya had went to the backyard to have sometime alone, but looked like Asad was curious about her nightmares. Slowly and gradually she had poured her heart out while he listened, it was for the first time Zoya was sharing something about her nightmares and Asad listened to whatever she said, attentively...
Aankhein naa kholoun main, shayad sapna ho...
The time where Zoya was about to go back to New-York because she had nothing left back in India but she had her Mr. Khan that made the whole question of going back think about. She couldn't get him out of her thoughts, so much that she had started dreaming about him, about them together. When Zoya realized that, she wondered what was wrong with her, after all, he was Jahanpanah-six-Packs ! But she couldn't deny that it felt good to be held in his arms, it felt as though she was safe from every little pain, she was protected, looked upon and cherished... And yes she had to admit, she dreamt to be held in his arms again and again...
Tu jahan main wahan...
Sang sang youn, chaloun tere, jaise tera aasmaan...
<img src="https://i.imgur.com/OASFf4r.png" alt="" />
AsYa living in our hearts happily everafter...
**********
I DO NOT TAKE THE CREDIT OF ANY IMAGE, I RANDOMLY PICKED THEM FROM THE NET SO DON'T YOU DARE BLAMING ME OF STEALING OR ANYTHING ! š” š
A/N : what can i say except that poorane din yaad aa gaye... drop some love if u r an AsYa (KaBhi) fan š
Well i wont say anything, except that i have a severe headache and i cant get neither this song and neither KaBhi out of my head ! ā¤ļø
there is no particular order in the evenments, everything is random according to the sing ! š
Enjoy ! ā¤ļø
AsYa's Remembrance...
Tu Jahan Main Wahan...
Asad and Zoya went down the alley of memories to the time where Asad had saved Zoya from getting forcefuly married to Akram.
Asad had done a mistake by not listening to her, he had reacted on impulse hearing that she had ran away from her marriage, so he had sent her to meet Akram to explain her behaviour. And since Zoya knew that she didn't had any reasons to be ashamed or anything, she had agreed on meeting him, though unaware of the danger she was stepping into.
When he had found her, he felt like he was suffocating. He saw her barely counscious, dressed up in a bridal attire in which she anyway looked beautiful and angelic but what caught his attention was the blood dripping from her forehead and on the side of her mouth. He gritted his teeth and realized how big mistake he had done by sending her over to meet who he thought to be a nice and decent man but who actually was a beast. After stopping the forceful marriage, he carried Zoya away in his arms. She was anyways barely in her senses, she couldn't walk straight and it was his fault. After beating Akram's men black and blue, he carried Zoya in his arms.
Their eyes had locked, whereas hers were in tears his were apologetic and angry over himself, because all this was his fault. But he promised her through his eyes that whenever she would be in danger he would be there. Reading this in his eyes, she rested her head against his shoulder while he took her back home.
Sang sang youn, chaloun tere, jaise tera aasmaan...
Zoya had tricked Asad to go to the outskirts of Bhopal with her in order to search her father. She couldn't help but feel guilty because whereas he had come with her to help her to find a clue about her father, she was tricking him into staying away from Bhopal so that he couldn't assist Rashid's court hearing. But she neither could help being in awe with him because only at the mention of being away and place unsafe for a woman, he had volunteered to come. Because he indeed was worried for her.
Jo dhoop nikli, saaya ban jaounga...
This time Zoya was going back to New-York because her visa had expired. She was just about to do her booking when she heard the roaring sound of her name and the voice was familiar. Zoya looked around and saw Asad in sweat, roaring her name, desperately looking around for her. On seeing him, her heart couldn't help but skip a few beats, he had always had this talent to make her heart do things that it would never do before. When he roared her name again after seeing her in that queue, she saw his blood-shot, helpless, red eyes, it looked like his life was baing snatched away from him. She just got out of that queue and rushed towards him. Whereas security guards were trying to catch him, he just either ducked down or moved aside but his aim was to gather her in his arms so that she could never get away again. As they were about to jump in each other's arms, both were held back by security guards and the immigration officer. Asad and Zoya managed to get out of their respective grips and while doing so, the ring fell out of his pocket. He stared at it before picking it up, kneeling down on one knee and holding her hand in his. He just stared at her in the eye, he didn't needed to ask her, because even he could see it in her eyes that she wanted it to happen, so he just slid it in her ring finger and then he spoke the words that she was dying to her. "Aaj se yeh meri mangetar hain aur mujhe isse rokne ka poora haq hai..."
Jo ho tu akeli, saaya ban jaounga...
That was it. Asad had been told about the reality of her late father and had taken her to the graveyard. Zoya was nervous throughout the journey, Asad hadn't said anything except the fact that he had gotten to know about her father. She didn't know what to feel, what to expect, she only knew that she was going to meet her father.
As they reached te graveyard, Zoya kept questionning Asad about the reason behind their visit here, after all, her father must be waiting for her but he didn't say a word, only guided her to a grave and pointed to it and announced her that her father died several years ago. Zoya got angry and accused him of playing a prank on her, after all, she had come all over to India only to find and he... He couldn't just die ! Everyday she woke up with the hope of finding her father and he couldn't just be dead ! Zoya grabbed his collar and begged him to tell her that this was only a prank, she cried and cried.
After paying him an hommage and praying for his peace, it was time for them to leave. As Asad held Zoya up, she refused to leave the red chaddar. His heart broke seeing her plight. He gathered her in his arms and hugged her close while she cried and sobbed in his chest. When she thought that she had nobody left in this world, he held her close to him and made her realized that she wasn't alone, though without words, but she knew that he meant it through his eyes and he was all she needed to hold herself together.
Jo uljhan mein ho mann, main behlaounga...
She had no reason left to stay back in India but she wanted Him to ask her to stay back because she had one, Him... But how could Mr. Emotionally-Challeged say that out loud ?
So here again, Zoya had put him in the center. She had watched a video recording that Najma had made about how everybody was feeling on her going back to New-York. Initially, she hadn't watched the full video of Asad because she realized that he was still speaking to her with formality, as if there was nothing between them. But when she watched the full video, she had seen that afterwards, Asad had did said about his wish of her staying back and that was all she needed to stay back. But now she wanted him to say it aloud that he wanted her to stay so she just put him in the center, telling him that since he was the owner of the house, he should decide over if she should stay or leave. And seeing that not so surprisingly he couldn't get past his 'Voh Actually', Zoya decided to make a toss. As she threw the coin, everybody wished it to be in favor of Zoya's staying. Just when it was coming back down, Asad grabbed it in his fist. Everybody looked at him with anxiety, waiting to know the verdict. When he opened his fist, he was dejected seeing that it was in favor for her to go back. Zoya asked him what it was and upon realizing that nobody had seen the coin except him, Asad Ahmed Khan lied, he told that it was in the favor of her staying back. Everybody squealed happily and Asad and Zoya's eyes locked, he knew that she knew that he lied but he didn't cared because he wanted her to stay back and that's how he solved her confusion and made her stay back, with him, for him.
Tum aa gaye ho, toh jheena aaya hai...
It was the festival of Holi and though Muslims don't celebrate it as a religious festival but they did celebrate it with throwing colours at each other in order to share the happiness. So here she was, Zoya Farooqui, sneaking in her Mr. Khan's room and she put some colour in his towel so that in the morning, when he would wake up, she would be the first to have coloured him. She felt devilish but loved it, playing pranks on Mr. Khan wasn't something often but now she couldn't help but feel excited to prank him and even if he got angry, she had a nice reply, 'Boora naa maano, Holi hai !' She giggled at her own thoughts. Her Mr. Khan had the abilities to make her do things that she couldn't even tell, he just made her feel alive !
Khushiyon ka tumne, yeh jaal bichaya hai...
Turns out to be that Mr. Asad Ahmed Khan is not that easy to prank ! When Zoya went to his room, ready with her phone to click a picture of a red-faced Mr. Khan, she saw him getting out of the bathroom with probably THAT towel an wiping his face. She tried to refrain her giggles but she frowned when she saw no red on his face. When he asked about her presence in his room, she made an excuse and went to his bathroom to check on the towels. She gasped on seeing her prepared towel lying the same way she had left at night and next second she knew, Asad poured a bucket of water over her, wishing her a 'Happy Holi' and then he took some colour from the towel and applied on her cheeks with a smirk. She couldn't help but stare at him with a smile because he made her plan backfire and himself won. "Plan isse kehte hain, Ms. Farooqui !" When he said that with his smile she couldn't help but think about all the moments they had spent together, though they fought, she never was as happy as she was since the day she had started to live with his family, with him...
Khoya hai khudko toh sab kuch paaya hai...
Zoya was not blood related to them but still she had a family that loved her and cared for her and she knew that no matter what happened, they would always be there for her...
Tu jahan main wahan...
Sang sang youn, chaloun tere, jaise tera aasmaan...
It was Zoya's mother's death anniversary and though she didn't showed it, she was extremely sad. Zoya had the ability to hide her sadness behind her beautiful smile and taht's what she had done all day when she took Najma with her to the cricket stadium after Asad had forbid them from going because of safety reasons. But you could imagine Asad's boiling anger on seeing the women of his house, dancing and cheering in the stadium's stairs. So when they had gotten home and he had asked their whereabouts, Zoya had lied saying taht they had gone for shopping and that only added to Asad's growing temper and he just lashed out on her saying horrible things and this time he had gone too far by going till her parents and questionning her upbringing and Zoya might not have felt that bad if it was on any other day, but this day was her late mother's death anniversary so even she just packed her bags and went to the railway station. After Dilshad scolding him, she sent him to look for her which he gladly did, because though he was upset with her, he couldn't just let anything happen to her, a woman's safety was as much as important as Dilshad or Najma's safety.
When he reached there, he saw four goons around Zoya an when one of thel tried to touch her, of course Ms. Zoya Farooqui couldn't let just anybody go with it so she slapped him accross his face. Getting angry, he slapped her so strongly that she fell accross the road. When Asad held out his hand asking if she was ok, even in this state with a bleeding lip, Zoya was ready to fight back and replied to him sarcastically and got up while ignoring his hand. But nevertherless, Asad didn't missed the lack of surprise on her face at seeing him, maybe she was in the hope taht he would come looking for her and take her back home ? After ushering her behind him, he dealt with the goons and at the end Zoya had to go back with him...
Ho gham ke badal, mujhpe tham jaane de...
Bechainiyon ko, mujhse takrane de...
He had hurted yet again ! This time he had been way too rude, he didn't get why everytime it came to her, he couldn't think straight and be this impulsive ! Somehow he was led to believe that it was Zoya's fault if his mother had been shot so eventually, he was very angry at her and didn't let her approach his mother. But when she kept trying to do so, he just said harsh things like her parents were lucky to not be with her today or else they would have been ashamed of her ! And that's what broke Zoya's heart because no matter what, nobody deserves to not have his/her parents by his/her side... And when Asad realized that Zoya was innocent and she had tried her best to save Dilshad, he felt ashamed for whatever he had told her... He came to her room to apologize only to see her sobbing in her pillow...
Dukhti ho, koi baat, mujhpe aane de...
Zoya had just discovered that her father was no more, she had no parents this world anymore but she had a shoulder to cry on, Asad's shoulder. He had been there with her in the search of her father ever since he had gotten to know about her wanting to look for her father. And then he was there by her side when she had gotten to know the harsh reality of his death. But he was there for her, he was there to hold her together, he was there as her pillar and now he was also there to land her a shoulder to cry on and he was also there to wipe her cheeks...
Dil sochta tha, ke koi apna ho...
Zoya remembered the time Asad had given her the pink sari as a 'saughat' on their Jashn-e-Saughat. She remembered how beautiful it was and she also blushed remembering her dream where she danced in Asad's arms.
Asad was quite amused when he had found Zoya in a dancing pose with his given sari. He slyly smiled seeing that she had visibly liked it and he smirked a little when he realized that Zoya was imagining dancing with him in this sari... And then he smiled satisfiedly on seeing her hugging the sari to her chest, she had liked it and her facial expressions only said that 'like' was an understatement...
Koi raaz naa ho, jo usse rakhna ho...
Asad and Zoya reminiced the time when for the second time, Zoya had woken up in the middle of the night because of a nightmare. After everybody had gone back to sleep, Zoya had went to the backyard to have sometime alone, but looked like Asad was curious about her nightmares. Slowly and gradually she had poured her heart out while he listened, it was for the first time Zoya was sharing something about her nightmares and Asad listened to whatever she said, attentively...
Aankhein naa kholoun main, shayad sapna ho...
The time where Zoya was about to go back to New-York because she had nothing left back in India but she had her Mr. Khan that made the whole question of going back think about. She couldn't get him out of her thoughts, so much that she had started dreaming about him, about them together. When Zoya realized that, she wondered what was wrong with her, after all, he was Jahanpanah-six-Packs ! But she couldn't deny that it felt good to be held in his arms, it felt as though she was safe from every little pain, she was protected, looked upon and cherished... And yes she had to admit, she dreamt to be held in his arms again and again...
Tu jahan main wahan...
Sang sang youn, chaloun tere, jaise tera aasmaan...
<img src="https://i.imgur.com/OASFf4r.png" alt="" />
AsYa living in our hearts happily everafter...
**********
I DO NOT TAKE THE CREDIT OF ANY IMAGE, I RANDOMLY PICKED THEM FROM THE NET SO DON'T YOU DARE BLAMING ME OF STEALING OR ANYTHING ! š” š
A/N : what can i say except that poorane din yaad aa gaye... drop some love if u r an AsYa (KaBhi) fan š
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