AsYa FF ||Tu Hi Hakikat...Zariya Tu Hi...|| Final update pg 100 - Page 12

Next Morning

"Good Morning Mr. Khan" Zoya wished as she approached him in the parking lot.

"That Fakir Baba...what he is doing here near my car" he asked pointing towards the Fakir Baba & Zoya shrugged her shoulders

"Well, with whom I can speak if I want to change this society"

"It's me..."

"Ohh...great, then I want to change this society"

"That is not possible"

"That's what I am expected...ridiculous..." Asad slammed the door as he sat in the car.

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ISRO

"As you all know The Youngest Scientist Asad Ahmad Khan, famous frequency setter, the frequency he set known as AAK Frequency, is here for a month. He will set his frequency for our satellite Blue Eye...Our whole Indian Sea shore will get 100% secure with this project." ISRO Chief, well known scientist Dr. Varma, an elderly man dressed in ISRO uniform (Black suit with sky blue shirt & ID around his neck) addressed his team.

"Don't look at your watch Mr. Mukherjee, he is more punctual than us". Dr. Varma further added as he noticed Mr. Mukherjee checking his watch.

"Good Morning everyone, Morning Dr. Varma" Asad greeted as he entered the room.

"Ohh...Asad welcome...welcome home...nice to have you here..." Dr. Varma said & guided him towards his seat.

"This is not my home Dr. Varma" Asad stated as he sat on the chair.

"Ohh...well let me introduced you our team members, He is Dr..." Dr. Varma started but Asad interrupted him as he continued. "Dr. Mukherjee...HOD Blue Eye...right", he said & then continue to address the other members, "Dr. Mehra, Dr. S. Prasad, Dr. Divakar, HOD Marine Navigation...uhh..Where is Mr. Divakar" Asad continued to address everyone but stopped as he spotted the seat of Mr. Divakar was empty.

"I am here..uff..." Mr. Divakar announced as he entered the room stumbling. "Sorry..sorry...I am late again...as always my wife...but as you know every scientist has a wife &..." Dr. Divakar the funniest character of ISRO whos every talk begins & ends on his wife continued his usual banter & everyone started giggling.

"Mr. Divakar...please..." Dr. Varma said interrupting his talk & Asad pressed his lips controlling the smile.

"So Asad...what is your plan...when you will start with your work" Dr. Varma asked

"I have already done my homework Dr. Varma, but first I would like to configure the facts on Indian conditions, & need to do a sample survey of sea shore..." he said & then turned towards Mr. Mukherjee, "but before that Mr. Mukherjee, what is the current data transmission time "

"Two and half hour" Mr. Mukherjee answered curtly & Dr. Divakar looked at him with wide eyes.

"Really...Great...India is progressing...That's nice...then what we are waiting for...let's start with the project tour..." Asad said impressed.

"Umm...Asad...well, can we start from tomorrow" Dr. Varma asked

"Okay...fine...it's tomorrow then...at sea shore, sharp 09.00" Asad said & everyone nodded affirmatively.

"Dr. Divakar is really an interesting personality Dr. Varma" Asad mumbled smiling & Dr. Varma shook his head looking towards Mr. Divakar.

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A dhaba in the city somewhere

"Ha pohach gaya main, nahi...abhi tak koi khabar nahi mili hai" Bhau informed as he received call from Razia.

"bola na kam ho jayega...Bhau ne ek bar jaban di toh bas samjho tumhara kam ho gaya...fikar mat kar...jaldi hi khush khabri sunaunga" he said & disconnected the call as he grabbed someone's collar placing the mobile in his pant pockets.

"Kyu Ronnie abhi tak kuch khabar nahi mili"

"Suno Bhau...mil jayegi na...abhi toh aye ho kuch kha pi toh lo pehle" Ronnie said removing Bhau's grip from his collar & moved towards the dhaba "Sun chhote ek unda burji...special Bhau ke liye" He ordered & leaned towards the counter, "jaldi se us Khan ki khabar nikal...samjhe na...khabar hain wo ye hi mohhale me hai"

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"How was your day" middle aged man (who offered prashad) asked approaching Asad as he came out from car.

"It's fine...why?" Asad said scrunching his brows & then glanced at Zoya as she came out from the car.

"bas aise hi puch liya...thake huye lag rahe ho" Man asked further but Asad moved shaking his head.

"Sorry...uncle...he is tired" Zoya said & ran behind him

"Why the hell people here are so much interested in others life" He asked as they entered in the elevator.

"Mr. Khan...it's your point of view...but as per my view that is their concern for the others who are living around them" Zoya said as she pressed the button for 10^th floor & Asad sighed.

"Hello Sir..." Monica greeted as they came out from the elevator & Asad's hand reached his temple.

"Sir aap dinner me kya khayenge...waise main biryani bahot acchi banati hun...ek bar aap khayenge toh..."

"Monica...hum wo bad me decide kare...please..." Zoya interrupted her blabbering & Asad mouthed a "Thankyou" looking at her before entering his flat as Zoya dragged Monica towards her flat.

After an Hour

"So Mr. Khan...anything else you need..." Zoya asked as Monica turned placing the bowls on the dining table

"Umm...no..it's fine.."

"Okay...Monica will clean everything in morning..." Zoya said & turned towards the door.

"Wo...Ms. Farooqui..." He called & she turned, "aapne dinner kiya?"

"Nahi"

"Well, then if its fine with you... you can join me..." before his mind processed anything the words came out from his mouth.

She stood there for a moment & then said, "Okay...will be back in a minute"

"Ohh great...why I asked her to join..." he mentally slapped himself for his strange act.

Zoya came towards the dinning table & saw him arranging the things again on the table, she shook her head & smiled, "The great scientist & his OCD issues..."

He sensed her presence & looked up, "Ohh...come..."

They started their dinner in complete silence but that's not remained for a long time as zoya felt uncomfortable & looked up at him, his was eating in all sophisticated way...concentrating only on his food...she shook her head as she said, "So Mr. Khan...you are here after a long time..." he looked up from his plate & nodded.

"Which is your home town...are you planning to visit there?" She asked & he stilled for a moment before looking down in his plate again.

"Ms. Farooqui, I think talking while eating is not counted in good manners" He said as he sensed her gaze on him.

"Allah Miya...Mr. Khan, I just wonder, how could you follow the rules for each & everything..." He shook his head & tried to concentrate on food in his plate instead of a piece of rice which was dropped on the table from her plate.

Zoya turned towards the kitchen counter after placing the dishes in sink. "Allah Miya...Shehnaaz!!! Mr. Khan ko to heart attack hi aa jayega..." She thought as she came towards the messy kitchen counter.

"Ms. Farooqui" he called coming behind her. She stumbled back, not expecting his sudden presence & dropped back the knife on the counter, which she was going to place in the knife block. He hold her by waist & she gasped as her back touched his front, she shuddered & closed her eyes as his thick voice reached her ears mingled with his hot breath, "Are you okay...?" he asked as he shifted himself beside her moving off his hands from her waist but suddenly they got startled with the loud commotion outside. She pushed him aside with a swift & he gripped on the edge of the counter to balance himself, "Aahh..." She looked back as she heard him but the loud noise of something took her attention & she ran towards the balcony fetching her gun. Looking outside she dialed a number on her mobile & walked towards the door.

"Mr. Khan, don't come outside" She warned him closing the door & checked the surrounding. Monica also joined her. "Hello Patil...what is it?" "Ohh...but you sure...hmm...no...don't involve in that... I am coming..." she disconnected the call & turned towards Monica. "Some people are fighting with some goons outside...But I think we should take a view of surrounding once, you go by lift...I am coming" saying she descended the staircase with a cautious move while Shehnaaz entered the elevator.

There some people were gathered outside the gate, roaming around casually she nodded looking at someone near the parking lot & turned to go when she spotted a Pizza delivery boy walking out from the gates. "Yeh kis floor pe aya tha" She asked to the watchman. "Wo fifth floor pe madam"

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"Don't worry, everything is fine Mr. Khan" She said as he opened the door.

"I think it's..." she stopped as her eyes caught his bleeding hand. "Allah Miya...yeh kaise hua" She exclaimed taking his palm in her hand & moved inside the room.

"Leave it Ms. Farooqui...it's just a minor cut..." He said releasing his hand from her grip & settled down on the sofa with the first aid box.

"Let me help you please" she said sitting beside him, fetching the cotton from the box. "But yeh hua kaise" she again asked.

"Uhh...wo...when you pushed me, I mistakenly gripped on the knife behind on the counter".

"Ohh no...I am so sorry Mr. Khan...wo..."

"It's okay Ms. Farooqui" he cut her words.

She cleaned his palm very carefully & he just kept staring at her. The image of a little boy struggling & wincing while cleaning a wound on his knee played in front of his eyes & suddenly the uneasiness gripped his heart as he continued to look at her taking care of his injured hand. She hold his palm & placed the bandage carefully on the cut, he squeezed his eyes shut as the feeling he never wanted to experience started to filled in his system, he couldn't bear her soft touch...her taking care of his wound...

"Leave it Ms. Farooqui...I will manage..." saying he pulled back his palm from her grip & stood up.

"Mr. Khan..." she called standing up.

"Good night Ms. Farooqui" He said avoiding looking towards her.

"Good night...take care..." She mumbled & moved towards the door while he clinched his fist & slumped down. "No...I don't need any care & concern from anyone...this girl...she...she is weird...I need to stay away from her..." he huffed removing the bandage from his palm harshly.

"What is this...why he reacted strangely...why I sensed the pain...in his words...there must be something..." Zoya thought as she came out closing the door behind. "Uff...Allah Miya...help him in whatever he is going through in his life..." She wished

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Somewhere in the City

"Bhau pakki khabar hai...wo us society me hi hai..." Ronnie informed Bhau on phone

"Hmm...tab toh kam aur bhi asan hai..." -Bhau

"Are nahi bhau...waha pe kuch nahi kar sakte...security bohat tight hai waha pe...uske bahar nikalane tak wait karna padega..." -Ronnie

"Thik hai...najar rakh us par...main dekhta hun kya karna hai..." -Bhau

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Next Day

"Okay Shehnaaz, be careful" Zoya said as she closed the door of her flat.

"Good Morning Mr. Khan" she greeted as she spotted Asad near the elevator, "Morning..." he replied not bothering to look at her.

She stared at his tall figure...the tailor-made black suit enhanced the handsome...confident... appearance of the brilliant scientist. But then she scrunched her brows together looking at him adjusting his laptop bag from right hand to left uncomfortably before his abrupt reply.

He looked up at her as she came out from her flat...her black silky locks fall on her left shoulder as she bowed her head to adjust her gun in belts & he couldn't stop himself noticing, the way her blue shirt clung to her curves as she adjusted her off-white coat... she looked up & he averted his gaze... "Damn this girl...!!! Why my mind started to work in all wrong directions when she is around...I need to avoid her..." he mentally warned him self again & shifted his laptop bag from his right hand to left.

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Disconnecting the call with Patil Shehnaaz made her way ouside the apartment. She saw some women stood outside the gate with children. "I need to confirm, let's see if it works..." She thought & moved towards them.

"Namaste madam...aap isi society se ho...?" She asked as she approached them.

"Ha...par tum kaun ho..." One of the women asked.

"Main Monica...wo 10^th floor pe jo nayi madam ayi hain na unke yaha pe kam karti hu" she said & the woman nodded. She waited as school bus halted near them & that woman moved with her child.

"Waise Madam aap kaun se floor pe rehti ho..." she asked again as they walked back inside the gate.

"Main sixth floor pe rehti hu aur mujhe koi maid ki jarurat nahi hai..." The woman said rudely.

"Ohh...nahi madamji...mujhe laga ki agar aap fifth floor pe rehti ho toh puch lu ki aapne kal pizza kaha se order kiya tha..." She explained

"fifth floor pe toh Mrs. Sharma rehti hai...kyun Mrs. Sharma aapke yaha kal bhi dinner nahi bana tha kya...? First woman asked to the other.

"Ohh Shut up...kal koi Pizza nahi aya tha hamare yaha..."

"Ohh...toh kisi aur ne order kiya hoga fifth floor pe..." Shehnaaz asked.

"humare floor pe do flat band hain aur baki do toh humare hai...wo kisi aur floor pe aya hoga..." Mrs. Sharma said & shehnaaz stopped in her track.

"Okay thik hai madam...main watchman se puch lungi bad me..." She said & turning back dialed a number. "Ha Patil...I think wo watchman jhoot bol raha tha..."

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At night

Asad stood in his balcony with the cup of his black coffee. He sensed Zoya's presence in her balcony but decided to avoid her.

"Why he is behaving strangely...uff...main kyun soch rahi hu...if he don't want to talk, then okay...mujhe bhi koi shauk nahi hai..." She thought & turned looking ahead.

Asad noticed her turning to other side & couldn't stop himself to look at her. He felt that weird calmness when he stared at her serene face. She suddenly turned as if she sensed his gaze on her & he averted his gaze instantly mentally cursing himself.

"Hi..." She said & he looked up.

"Are you okay Mr. Khan...I mean you seem disturbed..." She asked what she wanted to ask from morning

"Nothing like that...I m fine Ms. Farooqui..." he said & she just nodded.

"I think you should sleep...kal project tour hai...& I need to reach there sharp at 9.00" he said as he noticed her suppressing a yawn.

"Ohh...yes Mr. Punctual...how can I forgot..." she said rolling her eyes & walked inside while looking at her expressions a small smile shaped on his face as he sipped the remaining coffee looking ahead in silent night.

So This is for today

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