AsYa (KaBhi) TS My Best...Is YOU Only..Last Part updated - Page 5

Originally posted by: sweet_tehs

Very nicely written.

Continue soon.

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PART TWO

Next Morning, Zoya's cabin

Zoya was continuously pacing in her cabin; not understanding how to face him. She feels suffocated with continuous thinking, Get rid of her blazer she throw it on sofa & sat there holding her head. She was angry for her helplessness, she was nervous & mostly she was scared to face him. She couldn't even sleep whole night, her words & Asad's state was continuously playing in her mind.

Again she stood up & went to her desk, there was that photo of them together, picking up that she walked towards the glass window & sliding the glass stood there staring at the photo...That day she was so angry on him & he was on the mission mollifying Zoya...he hugged her from behind placing his chin on her shoulder & her friend clicked that moment...a small smile came on her lips remembering that day...

She get startled hearing a knock on the door, Mr. Kapoor entered her cabin...

"Hey Zoya, u ready, Mr. Khan will be here at any moment, I m going to the interview room you came there". He told her forwarding some papers towards her. "Try to cover all questions within time", he further told. "Yes Mr. Kapoor", she said nervously gathering papers from his hand.

Mr. Kapoor left her cabin & she sat in her chair inhaling deeply, "Allah Miya yeh kyun ho raha hai, maine socha bhi nahi tha main ek din phirse Asad ka aise samna karoongi, now I have no option, I have to face it..."

Wearing her blazer she set all ready to face him...

Black SUV entered the Royal premises, opening the door Asad got down & adjusting his collar he walked towards the entrance.

Asad entered the cabin sharp at 11.00. Mr. Kapoor came forward, "Good Morning Mr. Khan welcome to the Newsweek"; he said shaking hands with Asad.

"Good Morning Mr. Kapoor, shall we start", he asked in his commanding tone.

"Yes Mr. Khan, have a sit, um...what would you like to have, tea or Coffee".

"It would really nice if u start with the interview Mr. Kapoor". Saying he settled on the sofa. He never like this interview & all stuff, he was here on his father's insistence & want to finish this as soon as possible. Checking something on his phone he waited for ten minutes, "Mr. Kapoor when you are going to start, its already 10 minutes I m waiting", he said irritated.

"I m sorry Mr. Khan she will be here in a minute." Mr. Kapoor said nervously dialing Zoya's no. cursing her under his breath.

"I will wait for next five minutes only", Asad warned & dialing a no. on his mobile went to the nearby window.

Zoya reached the cabin, holding on the door knob she inhaled deeply before opening the door & then entered the cabin. "Ohh Zoya, where were you, I already warned you about his punctuality", Mr. Kapoor uttered coming towards Zoya.

"Sorry Mr. Kapoor" Zoya said clutching the papers tightly in her hand; her heart was racing at that moment. She looked at him, his back was facing her & he was talking on his phone.

Finishing with the call he turned back & looked up, he froze at his spot, their eyes met & many emotions rushed through both of them. They were face to face after whole ten years.

His eyes twinkled seeing her, but that was just for a moment. The next moment remembering her words, betrayal, anger surfaced his all emotions & he clinched his fist. Zoya scared seeing him like that, Mr. Kapoor gazed at Zoya not understanding her behavior.

"Mr. khan meet Miss Zoya Farooqui, Managing Editor of Newsweek, she will continue with the interview." Mr. Kapoor said turning towards Asad. "Sorry for making you wait Mr. Khan" he further added.

"Hallo Ms. Zoya Farroqui, nice to meet you after a long time," Asad said & Zoya gasped at his tone.

Mr. Kapoor looked at him, "Oh, Mr. Khan you know each other, that is nice, Zoya didn't tell me" he said looking back at Zoya.

"She must be forgot me Mr. Kapoor", Asad said in sarcastic tone

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Okay then you starts with the interview, saying so Mr. Kapoor left the cabin.

Zoya closed her eyes & breathing deeply walked towards the sofa, Asad also sat in front of her, his burning gaze doesn't spare her.

She didn't understand how to start, "How are you Asad? ...Her heart was eager to ask but her mind goes with the other...

Placing the papers on the table Zoya looked at him, "So Mr. Khan, Can we start", she managed to ask nervously.

He was looking at her, "You don't want to say anything Zoya, don't want to know how I survive after you left me..., ohh, but I forgot you are not My Zoya... My Zoya left me ten years ago... he thought...

"Yes Ms. Farooqui, go ahead", he said staring at her.

"Congratulations for your achievement Mr. Khan", she said trying to start a conversation. Asad didn't acknowledge, his eyes were spitting anger & Zoya feel more scared at his gaze.

She sat silent for a moment trying to calm down herself & then looked up determined to complete her task.

"So Mr. Khan how you are feeling achieving this success at this young age", finally she start with her question.

"It feels so great Ms. Farooqui, achieving the success & ruling the world". Zoya get disturbed at his tone but she has to do it.

"In the beginning what motivates you to became an entrepreneur", she asked the next.

"Someone's inspirational words, those words are still there fixed in my mind. They remind me not to stop for anyone & go ahead for what u want". Asad said leaning back, remembering her words.

It became hard for Zoya coz of his taunted tone. She can see how much hatred he had. She continues with her questions not meeting his gaze. Some questions she really didn't want to ask but she has no option.

What is your most memorable day in life?

"Well the most memorable day, 11^th July 2005, that day was the last day in my life, I shed tears for anything". Hearing his answer Zoya closed her eyes guiltily.

After a moment she asked next. "What is the single most important reason for your success Mr. khan?"

"Hmm...the single & simple reason that I don't trust anyone for anything & I didn't get emotional in any matter, I m the most practical man & that leads me towards success". Asad said reminding her, her own words ten years ago.

Zoya feel like she can't handle it anymore, she asked the last question that she don't want to ask actually.

"The last one question Mr. Khan, It says that there is always a woman behind every successful man, so is there anyone you want to mention?" She manages to ask & closed her eyes.

"Well nice question Miss Farooqui, Yes of course there is woman in my life also but unlike others she is not besides me, rather she left me wishing me the luck to explore the world & find THE BEST... I lost my Best that day itself but it seems like She have got Her Best". Asad was hell angry at that moment.

That was the limit for Zoya, "Its done Mr. Khan", she managed to whisper & gathering the papers she rushed out of cabin trying to hold her tears.

Asad was seething in anger, that words, her betrayal, pain all that he buried deep in those ten years erupted on the surface like a volcano. He sat there for sometime holding his head, angry tears blurred his vision, he stood up raking fingers in his hair try to calm down himself. But today his heart was not ready to calm down; his insides were burning with anger. Today he wants to get his answers.

"I will not let her go today without getting my answers", walking to the door he mumbled & banged the door angrily with his fist. Coming out of the cabin he asked for Zoya's cabin & rushed towards the upper floor to get his answers...

Coming out of the interview room Zoya ran towards her cabin, throwing the papers on the table she collapsed on the floor. Placing her back to table & hugging her knees to her chest she broke down completely. Placing her head on her knees she cried..."I can't see this hatred in your eyes Asad...I can't...My Best is always you Asad, only You..." she mumbled between her sobs. She wanted to tell him how much she loved him; she wanted to be in his arms...

She was helpless that day ten years before & she is helpless today also...

Asad barged into her cabin, "how can you..."His words stuck in his throat & he stopped in his track. He saw her sitting on the floor sobbing hardly, that sight of Zoya pinched his heart. Suddenly the wind blow & the photo flipped down from the table to his feet. Picking up that photo he stared at it for a moment & walked slowly towards her. He placed the photo on the table. Zoya...he whispers almost to himself. Slowly lifting her head she looked at him & he gasped seeing her state. Her eyes were blood shot red & the tears are continuously running down on her cheeks. Suddenly she stood up & rushed towards him, throwing her hands around his neck she hugged him tightly, her sobs became louder & louder. He stood there numb for a moment not understanding what to do, then wrapping his right hand around her he whisper her name...

"I m so sorry Asad...I hurt you so much, But I was helpless Asad, believe me please, I can't see this hatred in your eyes...My Best is You only... & will be Forever..." She mumbled between her sobs...her tears were soaking his shirt. He doesn't realize when the volcano of anger lies dormant in her tears & he hugged her tightly, shedding his own tears...

The answers can wait...or may be no answers needed but at this moment he felt both their stabbed hearts are seeking some solace...in each other's arms.

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