Meri Sanam ki Yaddein SS-part 12pg 16 - Page 4

Originally posted by: Pagalpinky

Ohhh this story is adorable
They're so cute
Glad she knows the truth
And ahil's cute as ever
He doesn't drink so does this mean no drinken incident together for them :(
No they got lots of memories to build let's see what you decide
They can cook together that'd be cute
I'm looking forward to the next chapter
Thanks

exhausted but here is part 3!

Part Three Jallad Jin and Dhabewali

While they awaited lunch, Sanam explored the garden. They stopped short at some flowers. An incident suddenly came to mind seeing them.

She was in a green house she was looking for these flowers to bring them back for Aahil.

Suddenly a smoke filled the green house. It became hard to breathe.

Unknown to Sanam she had wandered over to the pool side as she was lost in her vision. She had come inside to get away from the feeling suffocation she had felt out in the garden.

Lateef had spilled some water nearby and had gone to grab a mop.

Sanam slipped and her bare scraped against the ground as she tried to prevent herself from falling inside the pool.

A nagging feeling was telling her she didn't know how to swim.

Strong arms steadied her and whirled around so she could see her rescuer.

She relaxed seeing Aahil there. She realized he was holding her by her waist. She blushed as he released her from his gasp.

" Tum theek toh ho?," he inquired with uttermost concern.

She nodded.

" Aahil did I ever get stuck in a green house?," she asked.

Aahil froze. Would it be safe to tell her how many times she had actually gotten stuck in places? His wife had gotten stuck in a washing machine, a green house and worse of all had been buried alive and yet lived to tell the tale.

" Yes you did but I don't think that is pleasant conversation. I think we should concentrate on more positive thoughts. I finally have you back Sanam and I don't want anything to ruin our new beginning," he declared.

She nodded as they headed outside for lunch.

She winced a bit realizing she had hurt her feet a bit. Aahil had walked ahead and stopped to look at her. Seeing her wincing , he came towards her and held her by the elbow.

"Kya hua?," he asked.

" Oh nothing just some scrapes when I was trying to catch my balance," she stammered not wanting to ruin their first afternoon back home together.

"Let me take a look," he urged.

She hesitantly let him lift her feet up to peek at them. He caressed her feet and then stopped short seeing a scar from what looked like puncture wound.

" Sanam this scar, do you know what happened here?," he asked.

"Woh main Shaad ko dhunde gayi thi aur..," she trailed off.

"Kya hua tha Sanam?," he demanded.

She looked at him sternly.

" Why are you turning into Jallad Jin?," she exclaimed.

"Miss Dhabewali why are you being so stubborn? Answer me?," he asked.

" Dhabewali kyun bularo? I like to cook but you only let me cook in your mansion!," she exclaimed.

"Kyunki tum meri begum ho. I don't want others taking advantage of you!," he declared.

"Toh kya hua? I have lot my memories not my brain! I am sure I can run my own restaurant. You just don't want me to be more well known than you! You may be a Nawab, but I have my own identity too. I can't wait until.. she trailed off.

"Wait until when?," he challenged.

"Aahil Baba lunch is ready," Lateef arrived in time to reduce the tension in the garden.

Aahil turned and said," Fine bring the tray here and we shall eat."

Lateef could feel the tension and avoided the usual banter.

The couple ate in silence.

An ignawing question came to her mind. Shaad had not know her family so never was able to give her clear answers about her past. However she wanted to know if either of them had any family around.

"Aahil I know you are mad at me," she started to say.

" What do you want to know Sanam," he muttered.

" If I tell you about the scar you saw, will you tell me about our families?," she asked.

He looked at her solemnly. He wondered what was safe to tell her.

"It was a snake bite. But Shaad was able to take the venom out in time or so he told me," she stammered.

" We are going to the doctor and getting all your tests done. Oh gosh Sanam why didn't you tell me an hour ago when I asked you?," he exclaimed as he started to dial a number on his phone.

"I didn't want to ruin the day. However since we have already fought, I thought I should tell you. I didn't want you to get more concerned. Now do you know anything about my parents or any other family we might have?," she asked.

Aahil sighed.

" Your parents died when you were very young. You found out you had a twin some months back but both of you went missing when my father and I were away on a business trip," he stated.

"What is my sister's name?," she asked.

"Seher," he replied softly.

"Look Sanam I am sure you want to find her but I have my contacts searching to see if they can find her. Once you get your memory back we can try to go to that area look ourselves. However it is proving difficult because no one has seen Seher since ..," he trailed off. He did not want her get too stressed.

She wanted him to continue but she knew he probably would not.

" I hope we find her one day Aahil," she whispered.

"Me too," he said even though most likely his gut told him Seher had joined Rehan where he was.

Later in the day, Sanam was given a through workup and in the morning the doctor called him to his office.

" Nawab saab, someone has been giving your begum some antianxiety and sedatives.There is a risk she can suffer from withdrawal symptoms if she has not been weaned off of them," he stated.

Aahil cringed. So Shaad had been giving these medications to Sanam so she wouldn't be able to think freely and leave freely even if she was able to.

He thought back to her almost falling into the pool and when they ate together the last few times, her hands were shaking.

" I will prescribe some antidotes and recommend you call me if she has any severe symptoms," the doctor stated.

"Theek hai doctor. She hasn't had any for thirty-six hours, is there any severe concerns I should have?," he inquired.

"Yes don't let her drive, operate machinery or anything that requires very strict concentration. The withdrawal symptoms can cause difficulty concentration and severe nightmares up forty-eight hours later," he stated firmly.

Aahil stopped at the office to do some work but felt uneasy after a few hours. He decided to return to IM.

Lovely scents reached his senses as he reached the threshold. However a moment later he recalled the doctor's words and rushed towards the kitchen.

"Sanam!," he called out.

Hearing him yell she nearly dropped the freshly baked apple pie from her hands. She frowned. What was he doing home so early?

"What's wrong aise kyun..," she trailed off as he held her close.

" That Shaad was giving so some strong drugs. I spoke to the doctor earlier, you have to be careful," he declared.

He pulled back clenching his fists in frustration.

She didn't know why but she felt a strong urge to calm him down. Like he could not see her tense , she too could not stand to see him upset. She placed her hand on his wrist.

" Aahil I am all right. Jo usse ne kiya so kiya lekin we cannot erase what has happened," she stated.

He turned to face her.

" I have some pending work. If you need any help please don' t hesitate," he stated.

" Nawab saab aur kitchen main?," she jested.

He rolled his eyes.

" You are unbelievable," he muttered.

Aahil walked away half relieved and half annoyed. He headed over to his home office.

Sanam looked back over to the apple pie that she almost destroyed in her haste a few minutes before.

" This will truly melt his heart." She thought to herself.

As Sanam worked in the kitchen to finish preparing dinner, Aahil was sorting through some files on his desk. His sudden trip had been unplanned but he was glad where and when he went. Had he been there later, he may have not spotted Sanam in the Buddhist temple.

Suddenly a red file came in his line of sight. He smiled recalling what was probably in it. It was Sanam's dhaba plans. They had briefly discussed and started working on the project but then so many twist and turns came their way. She had been kidnapped and he had no idea he was actually interacting with her twin instead of her. Then later he suspected she had ran out on their planned nikkah.

He turned solemn. He would create new memories with Sanam and maybe they both could keep the bad memories away forever.

"Kal main aur Sanam farmhouse jayenge," he decided.

The farmhouse was in Bhojpur where they had decided several months ago to build the dhaba.

Wow!lovely updt.i lv it.
miss dhabewali nd jallad jin's firey yet cute bantar.
Ya finaly here sahil react the way 4 shaad wht i wnt.
If u bring bk s2,shaad thn bring bk seher also,otherwise as u wish.i mean s2,shaad ko manage karne k lie seher will b gd idea.
Cntinue soon.

nice update continue soon.
really loved it

Loved the update

Wonderful chapter.
Loved it.
Jallad Jin and Dhabewali
hillarious convo.
Continue soon

Originally posted by: LoveSonu2408

Wow!lovely updt.i lv it.
miss dhabewali nd jallad jin's firey yet cute bantar.
Ya finaly here sahil react the way 4 shaad wht i wnt.
If u bring bk s2,shaad thn bring bk seher also,otherwise as u wish.i mean s2,shaad ko manage karne k lie seher will b gd idea.
Cntinue soon.

Part Four

Sanam finished cooking and set the table. She smiled looking at her handiwork. She felt really at home really here. She never felt this way anywhere else she had been the past few months. Yes Shaad had saved her life but he had also lied to her. How could she hold onto her time with him? Aahil was her real mohabbat. She brushed away all other negative thoughts and decided to go find her husband.

She walked out into corridor. He wasn't by the pool. She frowned where was his study? She suddenly had sudden flash and then she smiled. She walked a bit further and turned left. She opened the wooden door.

There he was sitting at his desk examining some documents.

" So you have found me jaan!," he declared.

He suddenly looked up at her with a bright smile.

" Nahin aisi kuch nahin. I came to tell you dinner is done," she stammered.

Aahil shook his head. She was stubborn as ever.

He got up after saving his work and joined her at the doorway.

" Chalein," he said huskily.

She froze as she felt his warm breath against her nape.

Sanam walked ahead of him. He smiled finally it felt like he was home.

The aromas that hit his senses warmed his heart. It seemed like forever since he had tasted her cooking which in a way conveyed her love for him.

He lifted the lid of one of the dishes.

" Sanam yeh sab toh mera favorite hai, tuhme yaad tha?," he exclaimed.

She turned solemn.

"Pata nahin kyun lekin mujhe laga ki yeh sab koi apne ki pasand hai," she stated.

He gazed at her in wonder.

She served him and proceeded to feed him the first bite.

He looked at her surprised. But slowly she moved to feed him as he opened his mouth for her.

The memories of all the times she had taken care of him and given dua for him, flashed for him.

She waited expectantly.

"Kaise hai?," she whispered.

He snapped out of his reverie.

"Even better than the last time. I have missed you much Sanam," he admitted.

She did not know how to respond. Yes she felt something missing all these months but she felt bad she could not remember everything.

She felt his hand on her arm.

"Relax, tum bhi khalo," he said.

She smiled and allowed him to serve her.

They finished dinner and Sanam went inside to get the dessert.

" Yeh lo aap ki dessert!," she exclaimed.

"Wow Sanam my favorite apple pie!," he declared.

She brightened that she had picked the right choice and it had not been destroyed earlier.

As Aahil was enjoying his pie, he paused to make a suggestion.

" I was thinking tomorrow we should go to the farmhouse. It's in Bhojpur. We have a lot set aside for a project we both wanted to develop before..," he trailed off.

Sanam brightened.

" We were going to work on a project together?," she asked.

" Yes we were. A few things came in the way but I think since you are back , we can continue where we left off," he replied.

"Sounds good. What time are we leaving tomorrow? I wanted to go to the dargha," she admitted.

" Sounds like a good idea. We can leave early in the morning. Dargha then we can leave for Bhojpur after that," Aahil stated.

In her excitement she hauled herself in his arms.

He was taken aback but relished the feeling of her in his arms willingly. He wrapped his arms around her. It was when she felt his fingers caressing the back her head, she stepped back. They shared an eyelock.

"Oh sorry main galti time pe agayi ," Lateef exclaimed causing them to spring apart.

Aahil inwardly groaned. Sanam blushed and went off to clean up the kitchen.

Lateef ushered off to join Sanam in the kitchen. Aahil was left alone with his apple pie.

"Guess this is what I have to make do with," he muttered.

The night before Sanam had fallen asleep earlier due to her weariness. However tonight she was still wide awake when Aahil came into their room. There was this awkward silence between them as he smiled and set up his sleeping arrangements and she hesitated to do anything at all.

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WyFNSkaoUqo)

He emerged from the bathroom with a kurta with the top buttons open and she could not help but stare in wonderment at him.

How could she had forgotten he existed in her life?

" Sanam kya hua?," he asked breaking her trance.

"Kuch nahi. I am just going to bed now," she muttered and brushed past him to go the dresser to search for something to wear. Her eyes fell on the kurta she had worn the day before when she had awakened in this house. She smiled slightly and then found another salwar suit to change into.

Aahil shook his head. Sanam would need time to get accustomed to everything again. But he was sure once they started working on the dhaba she would feel so much better about everything.

He sighed and settled on the couch.

Sanam returned a few minutes later and was surprised to find Aahil laying on the couch.

She came over to him and nudged him.

" Why are you sleeping here? Bed per sojao," she insisted.

He looked at her surprised.

" Are you sure?," he asked.

"Aap mere pati ho na? Aap per vishwas nahin karoongi phir kis se?," she stated.

Aahil smiled and went to his side of the bed.

She laid down on her side. She was never much a snuggler. He tended to reach for her when he had nightmares in the early days following their nikkah. He had resisted getting too attached to her but in time he realized he couldn't fight his mohabbat. He wanted to start drinking again so many times but the thoughts of how much it would hurt her, he would stop himself.

Sanam slept soundlessly for an hour until a nightmare wrecked havoc in her peaceful slumber.

She was running somewhere. Some men were after her. She tripped and then scrambled to get further away. Suddenly she tripped and fell in freshly dug grave. Next she was stuck in a box of some sort. She tried to open the box. She gave it all her strength. Then the box tumbled over and she felt like she was falling further like over cliff or waterfall. The box spilintered pieces and she emerged from it. Then minutes later she was drowning. She could barely catch her breath and then she yelled out," Aahil!"

Aahil was startled awake by some creeking in the bed next to him. He slowly opened his eyes. Sanam was breathing very heavily. Then she lurched up and screamed his name.

He was by her side in an instant.

" Sanam kya hua?," he asked as he held her and tried to calm her down.

He recalled the doctor's words about the withdrawal symptoms. She clutched his kurta. He patted her back and moved her hair off her face.

"Did you have a bad dream?," he asked softly.

"It felt so real. I felt like I was buried alive then I was drowning. I am hoping there were dreams, I mean how can someone live after all that," she stammered.

Aahil frowned. Drowning? Had that been part of the accident? It would explain how she ended up in Pakistan. He was sure he had heard her call out to him that day when he had been praying. She must have called for him. He had not been there then but he was with her now.

" I will get you some water, just wait here," he said.

" Accha theek hai," she said as she gathered herself and tried to be composed.

"Yah Allah, let my Sanam never suffer more than she has already," he declared as he approached the kitchen.

Aahil grabbed the water and recalled how he had demanded she serve him, her first day at the mansion as a cook. How had things changed since then. Both had been mistakes, fought with each other, then together accomplished so much. He hoped that they could start the dhaba and one day start a family together.

Aahil handed Sanam the water. Her fingers brushed his slightly.

"Shukriya," she said.

"You are welcome," he said with a slight smile.

She drank some and then turned to him.

"Sorry to wake you. Just that nightmare..," she trailed off.

"Relax. Husband hoon tumara, agar main care nahin karoonga toh phir kaun karega?," he assured her.

She nudged his arm for copying her line.

"Now be a good girl and sleep," he urged.

She smiled and laid down on the bed. He covered her with the blanket and stroked her hair until she slept.

In the morning, the couple wore light teal clothing. They planned to go to the dargha and then onto Bhojpur. Lateef and the other trusted staff members would stay back in Bhopal to care for the haveli and business affairs until they returned.

" Take care Aahil Baba and Sanam," Lateef called after them.

When they arrived at the dargha, Sanam felt a sense of familiarity. " Hum yahaan aate the," she asked.

Aahil nodded.

They placed their offerings and got their blessings before walking to where some devotees were tying their strings. Sanam took one and followed suit.

Then she prayed that one day she give Aahil the love and happiness he deserved.

Aahil became emotional seeing her back here and reminding the importance of dua in their lives. Before she entered his life, he would not even look towards a religious place. She changed him for the better and helped him to heal from his past.

He hid his tears quickly as she returned.

" Why don't you get the car? I just wanted to give some offerings to the poor. I will join you shortly," she stated.

"Theek hai, jaldhi aana," he said.

Sanam turned to go towards the people seated in the distance.

Nayi Sanam was also there. She had been thrown out of IM and all her belongings had been auctioned off due to heavy spending. She bumped into someone and they started arguing.

Sanam gave offerings to others that were sitting. They blessed her as some had recognized her from when they broke their roza the year before at IM. She thanked them.

Nayi Sanam was done arguing with the lady as she decided to leave with her family. She turned around and was shocked to see Sanam there.

"Kya yeh Sanam hai ya Seher?," she wondered.

Sanam didn't remember her but maybe Seher would. So she kept quiet and tried to follow her. A fresh crowd arrived to visit the dargha and Nayi Sanam lost track of where Sanam went.

By the time the crowd cleared, Sanam or Seher were nowhere in sight.

"I must be seeing things. One of them is dead and other is in Pakistan. Besides Sanam ko kuch yaad nahin hai. She would not know she is from here," Nayi Sanam thought to herself.

Meanwhile, Aahil and Sanam were peacefully unaware that Nayi Sanam had spotted her.

They continued their journey.

Nice updt.
Nightmare scene,dargha scene was good.
&yes,i also dnt wnt seher paired with shaad.its better 2 shw her living with rehan's memory.
Cntinue soon.