AsYa SS : Connecting Zindagi(title changed) Chap.2 l pg.16 (15/6) - Page 7

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Originally posted by: -Prinky-

Wow !!! it's interesting...
and actually I was waiting for this Riddhi...confuse???
okay when I told Sweetie (Sue) about one of the story in my mind from so long where Zoya is RJ...she told me that you are going to write on same concept...don't worry she didn't reveal anything...but you know it seems much like my concept actually...I am so curious to read it...continue soon...

Originally posted by: binuuu

Hey Ridzzz...

Finally saturday is here and I'm here too...

promise pakkiii...😆

yeah...I read the prologue...

super duper...

Very very exciting sweetu...

understood the storyline...hihi..

u better to post it soon...

Asad is in dilemma about whom he is loving...

waiting to know how the story proceeds...

jaldi..jaldi...post the first part...

luv u dear🤗

Originally posted by: Linsie

congrats new story...

like the banner..

good start...

thanks for the pm

Hello!! Here with the first part of this SS! Thank you so much for those who took time and commented!! Though I am upset with the response, but then never mind! 😳...Anyways this one is for my chutki Asshii(ashlesha2), for so much encouraging and spamming😆!! 🤗

Before you move down, please scroll up for three new faces in the story, I am sure you are going to love them 😉😳

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~ Chapter 1~

[Banner credits : One and only rasmalai(ImmortalLove)🤗]

The sun was about to set, the sky was already studded with the shades of pre-dusk. The atmosphere was cool, with the slight approach of rain. She skipped a step or two and jumped to the ground. Her earplugs plugged in her ears, bag over her shoulder and sway in her moves. Inhaling the sweet scent of the wet soil, she danced with the tune of the music, orbitals closed. She looked up to see the watchman smiling at her and returned him the same.

She walked towards her scooty when a voice called out to her from behind. She removed her earplugs and turned back smiling.

He came running behind her panting with some flowers, chocolates and a box. He stopped in front her and she signaled him to breathe and smiled. Finally after a few moments, he gathered himself and forwarded his hand.

"Hey!! This is for you... a good luck wish!"

He beamed at her, she looked back to see her other two friends following, beaming at her with their megawatt smiles. She was overwhelmed with the happiness within her. She opened her mouth to say but the words failed miserably to brim out. She sighed and spoke

"Thank you so much guys, but no this, I just can't take this. For my good luck, its already too good that I have you people with me, with whom I going to work. You people, this radio station and the people here are my good luck. Thank you so much Sid... Naina ... uh yo yo Yohan too!!"

She started with a conviction in her voice but later trailed off playfully. All the three smiled at her genuine confession.

" RJ Miesha!! This isn't for you dear, but for our friend Miss Zoya Farooqui...so just shut the Miesha side and get back to the Zoya one ok??"

Naina retaliated back, with firmness that Zoya knew its better not to deny. She smiled and took the things in her hand. She kept the flowers and chocolates on the seat and opened the box only to be taken aback by the beautiful watch that sat proudly amongst the white silk cloth. An involuntary gasp escaped, and she looked up.

Yohan moved forward and wrapped his hands around her and Siddhant came forward and wrapped his arms around her from the other side. They both pecked her temple and whispered

"All the best Sis!! You can do it!"

" Guys! She is mine, get lost!!"

Naina screamed and pushed Yohan and Sid aside and hugged Zoya.

"Zoya this watch signifies the new phase you are about to step in, you are going to start your career Zoya, this will signify the moments both happy and sad you would have. All the best Jhalli, you will rock it...aakhir maine train kiya hai"

Naina said with tease in her voice.

Sid : Oye, you just cannot take the credit, hum sabne kiya hai, and this jhalli name is exclusive for only me to use. Yohan teri vali ko samjha de, zyada par na phadphadaye, sabka credit hai!

Yohan : of course, Naina you cannot just take the credit!

"Guys !! please, yeh fight kabhi aur karenge... I am sooo fortunate ki mujhe tum jese seniors cum friends mile! Thank you so much...chalo lets eat some chocolate!!

They all ate chocolates, teasing each other when suddenly Sid turned serious.

" Zoya listen, abhi bhi time hai you can keep that RJ Zoya, Miesha ko just leave it"

Sid spilled out still wishing Zoya to change her name since she decided to address herself as Miesha in the on air segments.

" Nope! I decided and its final, I want to keep my identity hidden, just like a free bird, no one to know who I am and anything related to my real identity, taaki no one judges me and just treats me the way I am, na ki koi different personality... and vese bhi mumma papa ki wish thi that mera naam Miesha ho, though it's a synonym to Zoya but it was like I am gift of god to them...to bas this is best!...okay guys you carry on I will leave!! Buh bye!"

Zoya ended quickly and left biding them a farewell.

They bid her farewell, and returned back to their work.

She drove back to her society with all the fun and excitement. She parked her scooty and removed the helmet. Tucking the keys safely inside her purse, she entered and moved to her favorite place, the tea stall. Suresh a man in his late forties ran a small caf in the society but the society members loved to have the tea sitting on the society's common garden benches or on the grass, sipping on the tea or coffee. Thus, Suresh arranged for a tea stall outside near the garden too.

She moved towards the tea stall and greeted Suresh.

" Uncle! Mere liye ek regular elaichi wali chay please!"

"Mere liye bhi!"

Came the voice from behind. Zoya turned back to look at her best friend, Najma Ahmed Khan smiling at her. Najma moved forwards and hugged Zoya while Zoya reciprocated it. Suresh brought them their cups and they thanked him. Only her family, Najma and people worked at the station knew about her being an RJ. She wanted this to be hidden, especially from a specific person.

"So how was the day? Last training session tha na aaj? So, ready for the final showdown?" Najma asked happily while blowing air to on her hot tea.

"Awesome yaar! I still can't believe itna bada break milraha hai! I mean a complete new show and that too at such a great scale! And cherry on the cake itne acche seniors jinko main itne time se janti hu!, but I still feel ki its wrong I mean papa ka radio station hai kahi iskeliye to..." Zoya trailed off not knowing how to explain her turmoil.

"Oh god Zoya! Kitna samjhaya hai mene tujhe...Zoya its not like you are directly getting this. Auditions hue the na iske, and jab koi nahi select hua to tera name suggest hua and you gave audition and then got selected right. So chillax! And see tere show ke sirf promos out hue hai see the response"

Najma explained her, showing around the tweets on twitter and discussions on the online portal regarding her new show, expressing their views.

" And see you are getting trained by your favorites so definitely it will be a hit!"

Najma ended with such a conviction in her voice that Zoya gained her all the lost confidence.

Zoya was shocked when two weeks back her father came to her with an offer to host one of the upcoming show on his radio station. Zoya was shocked when he explained that after taking so many auditions he wasn't satisfied and that when one of the board of directors, Anjali suggested her name.

Zoya after her 12^th studied Mass Media and Communication. She was blessed with her brilliant communicative skills as well as she was one of the best when it came to such communicative and acting skills. Later to enhance her skills she studied human psychology and tendency. This made her skills and understandings even better.

Zoya was excited, she gave auditions and everyone was impressed with her.

Anwar after establishing a successful firm in hotel business, was inspired by Zoya and her nature and decided to start a Radio Station. The way Zoya saw things in a different manner and held a passion for music, he opened a Radio Station for her. It was a national channel and was successful within a few months. It was then Naina Mehra decided to join the station, she was new but when she started, everyone was mesmerized and the channel attracted more of listeners. Later Siddhant Oberoi and Yohan Khanna joined the station. The three were hit with their shows. Anwar wanted their shows to be very different which dealt with more of human life than the songs. Yohan became the story teller along with the songs that were related to the story, while Sid became the coolest RJ whom people loved to talk. Zoya was familiar with all the RJ's but these three were her favorite.

Zoya was offered a show named "Connecting Zindagi" where she would talk about various topics which people missed out in their life due to the "Run & Earn" motive. She would help people with their problems and would help them to see things in a different light, along with things normal RJ's do, the music and songs. But she decided to keep her identity hidden so changed her name to Miesha, which was a synonym to Zoya and was her parents desired name which was changed to Zoya as per her grandmothers wish.

Zoya was brought back from her trance when she felt her finger burning. She looked down to see her finger dipped in the hot tea held by Najma who was giggling. Najma laughed seeing Zoya's mouth hung wide open. They both laughed and drank the tea.

They got up discussing their day and some movie when suddenly a cricket ball came and stopped near her feet. She looked up to see children playing cricket. She took the ball and moved forward, joining the game. She kept her purse near the tree and clipped her hairs back. The teams were made and both Zoya and Najma were in different teams.

They were busy playing and everyone around them were busy enjoying. It was the second last over when it started to drizzle. While everyone ran under the shelters, Zoya and Najma stood on the ground, raising their eyebrows and all the kids were back to the ground. The over was played and the audience under the shelter cheered for their own favorite team.

Things took turn when it was the last over, the final one, everyone was tensed. The competition was cut throat. The over began and the field was silent with the curious spectators. The last ball was thrown and the audience cheered, when it was a wicket. Najma started squealing along with her teammates while Zoya stood pouting. Najma ran and pulled Zoya to dance along them and just a few seconds later all the players were dancing and singing scratch that, they were screaming their own songs. All the while there was a pair of eyes, a very very silent spectator gazing the two women with a different emotion in his eyes, with a breathtaking smile.

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He entered the society and parked his car when it started to drizzle. He was about to step in his mansion when his gaze fell on the society garden which turned into a typical cricket ground surrounded by the audience, the one who resides in the society. A smile crept up, knowing who was able to captivate this attention.

Caring the least about the beautiful pearls, plucked from the crown of Ishtar, the daughter of the dawn, he padded towards the ground. The sight he witnessed strummed some music in the organ that nearly skipped beats looking at the spectacle. There danced two ladies, their own version of salsa, jumping like monkeys screaming at the top of their voice. He gazed lovingly at the lady in blue top and black jeans, his sister who played the lady's role in that salsa. His gaze moved towards the lady clad in a pink top and blue jeans, whose enchanting beauty never failed to leave him mesmerized. His feet as if gained life, made him move towards her.

She danced to the tune of the drops of silver thread. She moved back but hit something rather someone. Before she could turn and comprehend, she stumbled and fell in the awaiting arms of someone, someone so familiar. She opened her eyes, to drown in those orbital's, they very familiar, the very ones she wishes to get lost in every moment, because she knew the owner of those deep soulful eyes, the one she loves with all her heart and would ever love.

He walked up to them, but before he could call out to them, he felt her stumbling and falling in his arms, arms only made for her he thought. He mentally chided himself for even thinking that way. But all his concerns flew away at one glimpse of the beauty in his arms. His eyes captured her face and then moved towards those orbital's trying to comprehend what he was seeing. His mind told him to straighten but his heart told him to behold her gaze, try and find those unanswered questions each time his heart asks him when his sight beholds hers.

Najma was over the moon seeing them such, she can't help but giggle and no! That giggle broke their eye lock, their trance and turmoil they were fighting with. They both jumped apart as if on fire and avoided each other's gaze like plague.

"Asad Bhai you here? I mean aapko to baarish vagarah nahi pasand na?" Najma teased Asad. Yes, It was none other than Asad Ahmed Khan, Son of Dilshad and Rashid Ahmed Khan, the business tycoon and loved by all, yes each and everyone, including the lady who was in his arms a few moments ago.

Asad looked down not knowing what to answer. He adjusted his tie and loosened his collar as if a minute more and he would literally choke.

" huh.. vo actually... I saw something and"

Asad stuttered on his answer, trying to cook up something to pacify not only Najma but himself too.

"Something or Someone?"

Najma probed further in an attempt to tease him further. Zoya glared Najma and strolled towards the tree and picked up her handbag. Najma smiled seeing Asad following the trail. She jumped in joy and closed her eyes.

" Please Allahmiya, In dono ki jodi jaldi banadjiye" She whispered and wiped off the droplets on her face, following trail. Najma and Asad walked up to the Khan mansion while Zoya made her way to the Farooqui mansion.

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Khan Mansion :

" Offo bhai, I forget to tell you, everyone is at Zoya's place, aap bhi change karlijiye, fir chalte hai."

Najma informed her brother as he was trying to find his family. Asad nodded and departed to his room.

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Farooqui Mansion :

Zoya entered and saw the whole Khan clan except the brother sister duo she met out. She noticed that everyone turned silent when they registered her presence. She greeted everyone and excused herself to go and change. As she marched up to her room but stopped to see Humera and Ayaan giggling and looking mischievously at her. She entered her room and closed the door behind dismissing the look on their face just another prank.

A while later:

Zoya changed into a white long skirt and light blue full sleeved top. She sat on the couch placed under the roof, on the terrace and watched the rain shed from the fluffy cottons. She sipped on her coffee and scrolled through the e-mails and tweets that expressed their excitement of her upcoming show.

The show already was a hit with some of the short promos and to add cherry on the cake, it was being promoted by all her favorite RJ's. The shows on her father's station were always welcomed due to their concepts.

Ayaan and Humera walked up to the terrace with their coffees to see Zoya busy with her I-pad. Ayaan walked up to her and screamed in her ears. Zoya got startled due to the sudden voice and placed her hand on her heart, trying to calm herself. Ayaan and Humera took place in front of her. Zoya immediately shut her I-pad not wanting her little secret to be revealed.

They chatted and laughed, most of the time it was Zoya who chattered the most, sometimes pulling legs or cracking jokes. She was again laughing and cracking one of the recently read jokes, when she felt his presence around her. She immediately stopped and her doubts got confirmed when Humera greeted Asad and Najma. She shifted and all of a sudden her demeanor changed. The chirpy girl suddenly became quite. She shifted making space for Najma and Asad.

Asad entered to be left mesmerized by her beauty and her talks. She was laughing and enjoying and he felt like staring her, so he did but Najma nudged him teasingly. He again looked here and there when he felt Zoya stopped talking. He looked at her confused when Humera greeted him. He never understood why Zoya became all shy and silent whenever he was around and he hated that fact. He liked her being chirpy and carefree but her this attitude always left him confused.

Zoya on the other hand, felt the frantic beats of her heart. She closed her eyes trying to calm herself. Ever since she realized that feeling for him, she would feel her beats getting frantic just with his mere presence. She never wanted to feel this, because she knew that its always going to be one sided. She was on the zenith when she realized her feelings but suddenly the reality made it all shattering, that he never saw her in that light. She tried to find his feelings for her, but every time he was successful in hiding his emotions. She used all her ways taught in psychology to find but each time her hopes were shattered. But she still hoped for the day that this would be not only one sided. Since then she always turned shy and silent in his presence, probably getting conscious of her each and every move.

He took his seat beside Zoya while Najma went to Ayaan and Humera. Zoya closed her eyes. Can this situation get worse? As soon as Asad sat, Zoya got up, causing Asad to get up at an instant. Everyone looked at her confused.

" uh coffee...I will bring coffee for everyone.." She said and left without giving anyone chance to speak. They all started talking and chatting.

Meanwhile she was in the kitchen thinking about all those changes she felt since she realized her feelings for him. She closed her eyes, frustrated. Each time she felt this sudden rise of heartbeats even after knowing the reality. She made the coffee and placed the mugs on the tray. She marched up to terrace only to be captivated by his laughter. He was laughing on something, highlighting his features. She stood rooted on her place and observed him. She sighed and moved forward. No, she cannot let this happen, each time her hopes get shattered even if she stopped herself.

She moved and placed the tray on the table. She handed Ayaan, Humera and Najma their cups and then moved forward to hand Asad his. As she handed him and he placed his hands on the cup scratch that on her hands, instantly both of them looked up. She looked away and handed him his cup and took her cup, maintaining a good distance. They sipped as they chatted and played a few games.

It was almost dinner time, and still they were busy chatting and sharing jokes, for a while both Asad and Zoya forgot their inhibitions. Zeenat came and called them down to have dinner.

The dinner was a joyous affair, with everyone chatting and chirping. Even Zoya was talking and enjoying their family time. It was late night and the Khans except Najma left for Khan Mansion.

The three girls kept gossiping about Zoya's new show and its response and Zoya kept asking their point of views on the topics she may discuss on her show. Only Zoya's family and her best friend Najma knew this. They slept when a sleepy Zeenat scolded them.

Next Morning :

Asad got up early due to the beautiful weather and so did Zoya. Both decided to take a walk in the garden. The breeze was cool, and the beautiful fragrance of the wet mud and flowers filled the atmosphere. Zoya was barefoot, walking in the garden, the wet grass kissing her feet. Zoya was touching a flower, taking in its beauty, she felt as if she was suddenly placed in paradise.

Asad walked in to see Zoya lost in the beauty of the nature. She was alone, maybe he could get his answers that why did she behaved like a different person when she was with him. He walked in, and before he could call out her name, she turned as if sensing his presence, breaking her train of thoughts.

"Good morning!" Asad greeted her with a smile and she too replied him with a smile but the hesitating one.

"Zoya may I ask you something?" Asad asked Zoya as they walked in the garden. Zoya nodded at him and he continued.

"Why do you always get like this in front of me but be yourself when around others?" he finally asked her and she stopped dead in her tracks. She looked everywhere on the ground, her fingers fiddling with each other. Asad finally gained courage and placed his hands on both her arms and turned her around to face him, but she still looked down.

What will she answer, when she still is trying to find those answers? Even she wasn't aware why she did this. And if she would answer honestly about her feelings so that may be he understands why she does this, but no she cannot, if she did, she closed her eyes in frustration not wanting to imagine the outcomes.

Asad waited for her answer but seeing her nervous and fiddling, he sighed.

"Its ok Zoya, I wish instead of you I would have studied psychology... may be I would have known my answers."

He said and walked away not before and turning and calling her and teasing her

"Zoya I don't actually eat humans... May be we could be friends one day..."

He chuckled at his own joke and left a dazed Zoya behind. She turned forward frowning at her gestures while he walked still hoping that she would call him and will be chirpy like she was always did... But he failed to realize it was more than just friends, for her...

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So that's it for now!! Please leave your reviews, pretty please... mera puppy face dekhkar!!😛

How about a new os?😛

I may post it today itself!!

Till then, take care, stay blessed and be yourself!

Awesome loved it
asya met each other
so zoya has feeling for asad but asad did not take this the way as her
let see what happen next
update soon

About title what have you thought the other name?
if you think another name is better for story you can change it

Wow...just read dis story n i m already loving it
zoya is a RJ...woohoo...but she hid her real identity...hmmm lets c
btw i always wanted 2 read dis kind of story n finally i m reading 1 thank u 4 dis
n da cherry on da top is ashvik entry
always loved sur-ashvik's bonding
now more excited to read dis story as all my favs r in it...
Coming to da chapter
Zoya already loves asad n asad also likes her but he doesn't no her feelings towards him...aww my poor zoya
hope asad realizes zoya's feelings soon...
Totally loved da chapter btw
n eagerly waiting 2 read da others soon...