AsYa FF: Mohabbatein - Part 18 Updated: Pg 140 - 20/12/16 - Page 12

Part 9 Continued...

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That Afternoon - Farmhouse:

Zoya- CHAKKA!!!

Ayaan- Jeeju aap cheating karna band karo. Aap hamari team mein ho unki nahin. Aapi ko impress kar chuke ho aap okay! Aapki unse shaadi ho rahee hai ab saali ka dil khush karna band karo (Zoya stuck her tongue out at him)

Asif - Exactly Anwar Bhai. Hum jeet rahe hain. Woh dono nikamme out ho chuke hain. Jaldi se iss chipkali ko bhi out kijiye na!

Zoya - CHIPKALI KISKO BOLA? TUM HO CHIPKALI. WOH BHI ZAMEEN PE GIRI AADHI MARI HUI OKAY! (Asif mock slapped her as Zoya went and stood by the wicket..FULLY blocking it)

AYAAN - OYE! SIDE PE HO CHEATER! AISHA, SHE'S BLOCKING THE WICKET. (Aisha looked towards Zoya who pouted innocently and Aisha laughed about to tell her to move when she caught Aahil's pleading and smiling face and she felt dazed)

Aisha - No, she's good.

Arsalan- WHAT??!!

Aahil- Oh well, too bad. Empires call. Come on, Come on. THROW THE BALL JEEJ!

Zoya - Ya. Ball Jeej. Aapi watch me! (she giggled discreetly as Zeenat smiled at Anwar who got a little lost in her smile)

Ayaan - CHEATERS!!

Asad - WILL YOU PEOPLE KEEP IT DOWN!

Zoya - (mumbled) Aa gaya Akdu! (Everyone who was in ear shot began laughing. Again testing his patience and self restraint. At this hour his anger meter was at a dangerous high of 97%)

Anwar- Arre Asad! Aa naa tu bhi khel. (Ayaan snorted with laughter as Asad glared at him) What? You don't know? Asad is an amazing player. A champion. He's won so many college and city tournaments. He was even selected for the under 19 team when-

Aisha - (Cutting him in between) Ya Asad. Come play. You haven't played in years. It'll be fun.

Asad- I have better things to do then waste time playing cricket.

Ayaan - Oh ya Obama. Like what?

Asad - Like run a Million Dollar company from my freaking cell phone. Now KEEP IT DOWN. I'm on a conference call. (Zoya mimicked him mock bashing his head in with the cricket bat)

Zeenat - Zoya. Kya tum kalse bechare ke case pe chari hui ho? Let the poor guy live. (Zoya just blinked repeatedly staring at her in disbelief before she turned back to Anwar choosing not to even respond and Zeenat shook her head)

Zoya - Ball!! (Anwar balled. Zoya Hit it. Hard. All faces followed the journey of the ball eagerly. Their faces paling, Zoya gulping as they realized which direction it was headed in. Their breaths hitched and eye's widened and CRASH!!!! Asad duck his head as everyone closed their eyes as the window of Asad's BMW sports car shattered to pieces. The cricket ball resting proudly on the driver's seat. Mocking him. Asad's face looked as broken as the mirror if not more tragic. He was in complete shock as he silently lowered the phone from his ear blinking repeatedly in disbelief as if it were just a bad dream. He slowly raised his head to face the 8 faces that were staring at him just as shocked and he caught Zoya trying to hide behind Anwar. The cricket bat in her hand and Asad saw RED. His anger meter shot to 140 and there was practically smoke coming out from his ears as his chest heaved with anger and he clenched his fists tightly. Unable to comprehend or control his anger he felt an inch in his hand to hit something, punch something as anger took over numbing his senses. He turned around and smacked his fist into the other mirror breaking that as well in his blind fury. The girls screamed covering their ears as they guys stared at him in utter shock. Glass shards were stuck in his hand as his hand turned crimson red in no time. Blood drops dripping to the ground as he stormed inside. The door nearly flying off its hinges as he threw it open. A panicked and worried Anwar went running in after him and Aisha went over and hugged a trembling and shaking Zoya to calm her down)

Aisha - Don't worry, he'll be fine (stared worriedly towards the house and muttered) I..hope.

Later that Evening -

Zoya & Zeenat's Room:

Zoya sat in her beautiful simple red cocktail dress looking breathtakingly beautiful. Her beauty lay in her simplicity as always. She had her hair open and slightly curled at the bottom and her makeup consisted of eyes lined thickly with kohl making them even more mesmerizing than they were and nude lips. She wore her classic charm bracelet and nothing more. Currently however she wasn't wearing her most beautiful accessory. Her smile was missing and was instead replaced by a pout as she was being scolded by Zeenat.

Zoya- Par maine jaan boojke thori na kiya Aapi! It was an honest mistake and I'm sorry for that. Aapko kya lagta hai Aapi? Main unki gaari ka sheesha jaan boojke thori-

Zeenat - Jaan boojke hua ya anjaane mein hua isse kya fark parta hai Zoya? Baat sirf yeh hai ke tumhari bachkani harkaton ki wajah se hua hai yeh sab. Kitna mana karti hoon main kitna samjhati hoon ke kabhi toh thora samajhdari se thori maturity aur responsibility se kaam kiya karo par nahin (shook her head) dekha Asad kitna upset hai? Kitni chot pauhanchayee usne khudko? Tumhe kaisa lagta agar koi tumhari koi itni precious itni expensive cheez aise tor deta.

Zoya- But Aapi I said na, I'll have the window replaced and will pay for the repair. Ek window ke peeche khudko itni takleef itni chaut kaun deta hai. That boy is seriously strange Aapi.

Zeenat - ZOYA. (Glared at her) Woh mera hone waala devar hai. Aur yeh mat bhoolo ke uska humpe kitna bara ehsaan hai.

Zoya- (narrowed her eyes) Kaisa ehsaan?

Zeenat - Kyun, woh tumhe apne ghar mein rehne de raha hai, tumhari zimedari le rahe hain yeh ehsaan hi to hua..unka barapan hai ke-

Zoya- (getting angry now) Ehsaan? Main uske ghar mein nahin. Apni Phupi ke ghar mein reh rahee hoon Aapi.

Zeenat- Woh ghar uska hai Zoya. He's the bread earner of the house.

Zoya - (looked at her suspiciously) Aapi, mujhe aisa kyun lag raha hai ke aap baaki indian bhabis ki tarha apni devar ki sagi hui jaa rahee hain. Aapko yaad haina aap MERI behen ho. Apne husband ke Bhai ki nahin. (Huffed in annoyance getting angry again) You know what. I'm not even sorry anymore. He deserves it and so do you. Now both you bhabi and devar can go cry over his broken windows together. (She snuck her tongue out at Zeenat and stood up angrily holding her heels in her hand)

Zeenat- ZOYA FAROOQUI-

Dilshad - (walked in laughing with Aisha hot on her heels) Zeenat. Meri bachi ko daantna band karo.

Zeenat- Ammi?!! (Zoya beamed at her hugging Dilshad tightly while Zeenats mouth fell agape) Aap ab bhi, Isne Asad ki gaari-

Dilshad - Asad ki gaari ke saath jo hua woh ek ghalati thi Zeenat.

Zeenat- Par Ammi Asad-

Aisha- Lo. Bhabi! Asad ke nakhre uthane ke liye pehle hum kaafi nahin the jo ab aap bhi-

Zoya - Exactly(but one glare from Zeenat shut her up)

Dilshad - Asad ko main sambhal loongi. Tum apna makeup sambhalo and please start getting ready mehmaan aate hi honge. Aisha isse help karo.

Zoya -(pouted) I'm really very sorry Phupi..

Dilshad- (stroked her hair lovingly) I know Koi nahin Beta, ghalati thi. Tum fikr mat karo. Asad ko main dekh loongi..tum bas..uh..(smiled encouragingly) bas uski nazron se door rehna hunh..jab tak uska ghussa thanda nahin ho jaata.

Zoya - Ab tak mun phula kar baithen hain?

Dilshad - Ab tak haal yehi hai Beta ke kissi bhi wakt ghusse se phat sakta hai who (patted her face) Don't feel bad. He has a VERY bad temper to put it lightly. It's legendary. (Smiled) You'll see (she laughed as she picked up Zeenats dupatta and proceeded in helping her get ready as Sapna who had just walked in stood in the doorway hearing the last bits of their conversation shook her head fondly)

Sapna - The Khan Ghussa. (Shook her head)

Asad's Room:

Asad was trying to button up his shirt as he got dressed for the party rather aggressively. Taking out all Zoya's anger and frustration on his poor white shirt. His jaw was still clenched tightly and his eye's still furious. He was still on the verge of simply losing it and snapping any second. What wasn't helping was his injured hand. He could barely move it without wincing and suddenly he felt even angrier at himself for punching his car's window in. Yes, what that stupid girl did was wrong and his anger was justified. But the anger that had surged through him causing him to punch break the other window of his car? He could easily afford to get the windows replaced. But no, his frustration stemmed from the fact that it was HER that had did it even if she claimed that it wasn't her fault. He was pretty sure it was. Just to rile him up she could go to such extents. And him? He couldn't believe it was HER laugh that had affected him in such a way. No! She was nothing more than a spoilt, self centred irritating girl and he would be damned if she meant anything more to him or if he thought of her as anything different. And just then the single entity responsible for all his misery and anger took slow hesitant steps into his room..until she was standing right behind him in front of his bed where he was buttoning his shirt with his back to her.

Zoya - Uhh..Mr.Khan? (Asads eyes snapped open and his hands stilled. His surprise visible on his face. She had the audacity to walk in here after all that she had done? The nerve on this girl. He spun around. His face livid. The anger and hate in his eyes for her making her jump back in freight and immediately regret her decision of coming here. Zoya was a very strong girl, but currently seeing him so angry made her whole body shake. She had seen many people angry, including angry at her but none this bad. But she had truly felt guilty for doing whatever she had done even if it was the assholes car and he kind of deserved it. Her ego was at stake but Zoya always apologized when she was wrong and she knew someone else's feelings were hurt because of her and she was going to do just the same today. She would not be intimidated by him.

Zoya - Mr. Khan..I..I

Asad - (his voice dangerously low as he spoke through gritted teeth) What do you think you're doing here?

Zoya - Woh..Woh main- (Asad just put up a hand..his anger flaring upon seeing her dressed in a short 'inappropriate' dress..which left her legs on display for him (the main reason of his anger spiking))

Asad - Please leave my room. Now.

Zoya - Dekihiye aap meri baat-

Asad - I said. Leave.

Zoya - Look I'm..I'm sorry I -

Asad - Just. Leave. Me. Alone.

Zoya - (getting angry now) Arre aap meri baat sun hi nahin rahein hain. Main maanti hoon ke mujhse ghalati hui hai. I should have been more careful but it was an honest mistake kissi ke saath bhi ho sakta tha-

Asad - (closed his eye's taking deep breaths to calm himself) For the last time. Leave. Shaadi ka mauhal hai aur ghar mein mehmaan aye hain. Main aapse kuch aisa nahin kehna chahta jiski wajah se mujhe apni Ammi ya Bhai ke saamne sharminda hona pare. So just LEAVE. I don't want to hear your apology.

Zoya - Fine. You don't deserve it either. You know what I take it back. I'm not sorry. (Asad was just about to retort about how childish and illogical that was but he instead found himself falling as Zoya tripped over her own feet and tried grabbing him for support but instead ended up pushing him and falling with him as well. They fell back onto his bed. With Zoya on top of him. Her head buried in his neck, making the hair at the back of his neck stand as her warm quickened breaths hit him as she tried to calm her sudden quick heartbeats due to the fall. She clutched at his shirt by his shoulders as she slowly moved back shy and hesitant. Awkward even. She found his eyes searching hers as she slowly moved back and she could tell he was just as awkward. But once their gazes collided. Hers a little fearful and his angry smouldering eyes softening a little as his eyes flickered over her beautiful face. She was so young, so innocent so simple and yet so so beautiful. Easily the most beautiful girl he had ever laid eyes on. His breathing shallow, his eyes mesmerized as he continued staring into her big expressive brown eyes. He slowly realized their position. His one arm by his side on the bed and the other had stilled in the air as he had tried to hold onto her when they fell. She was so small, so petite against his muscular frame and she smelled heavenly. Like a beautiful summer day. Zoya too was just as hypnotized. His handsome features still taking her by surprise. How could someone be this good looking and not a GQ model? She would surely have to ask her Phupi and Jeeju later. As handsome as his face was Zoya felt a certain force in his eyes that just drew her in. She couldn't tear her aways away from his even if she tried. She just felt like drowning in them. They were so beautiful yet so pained. She felt an ache in her heart for this complete stranger due to the story his eyes told. Getting a little too comfortable and losing himself in the moment and these alien sensations he was feeling Asad's gaze flickered to her lips. Her once again parted and quivering plump lips and he felt his hand which was in the air coil into a fist as he was once again at war with himself for not being able to control his thoughts and emotions concerning her. He snapped out of his trance just in time to see an Aunty who had walked by retrace her step to peek into his room just to reconfirm what she thought she had seen and Asad quickly wrapped his arm around her petite waste and flipped them over so that he was now leaning over her. A little too closely than was required making both of their breathings quickened and ragged. Zoya hadn't even realized she was clutching a fistful of his shirt in her hand as she tried to steady her breathing and get a grip over her wildly beating heart. Why was it beating so wild anyways? What was with this man that always made her heart beat out of control and make breathing so difficult. Why couldn't she help the pull, the force that drew her in every time. This was dangerous. This was bad. She tried to get up once she got an enough grip on herself to realize how inappropriately close they were. She was shocked at herself for not realizing it earlier. How was she okay with this. By now she would have panicked and beat a guy blue or black if he tried this but him? What was about his touch, his proximity that tinkered with her senses and rendered her speechless and motionless, craving more. She tried to push him off of herself but to both his and her surprise he put a hand on her shoulder pushing her back, not wanting the contentment he was feeling despite the tsunami of emotions rushing through him, abandon him. Her eyes widening and his breath hitching at the current that ran through them at the touch. A certain want, a longing in his eyes at the feel. That same feel of finally returning home after a long tiring journey and just as quickly he felt that small second of peace abandon him as she shoved him away again. His hope short lived as always.

Zoya- Allah Miyan..Whats wrong with you Mr. Khan? (Asad lay back completely bewildered for a second when finally realization hit him like a ton of breaks. How inappropriate his actions had been. He was ridiculously surprised at his own actions. Him in such close proximity with a girl? For this long? Zoya stood up avoiding his gaze and he too got to his feet avoiding her as well. Luckily, Zoya was too frustrated and surprised at herself and she ran out of the room casting a quick glance at his handsome face and Asad took a deep breath as he closed his eyes waiting for his heartbeat to regulate. Too surprised and frustrated at himself at his actions of a few minutes earlier. He found himself searching for a cigarette manically as the feels and his actions scared him. He visibly calmed once he had taken a long drag standing by his window letting the cool air calm his raging heart. Zoya was faring none the better as she stood outside his door, a hand over her own raging heart, her breathing still ragged. There were sudden tears in her eyes as she fought a battle with herself.

Zoya - Who,Woh mere itne paas aur main..mujhe kuch..Allah. (She slumped into the pillar as she tried to pull herself together)

At the Party -

Zoya was picking at her food as she sat with Aisha at a table lost in her own thoughts as Aisha watched her amusedly.

Aisha - Kya naam hai unka jinka saya apke khayalon pe hai?

Zoya - Asad- (Aisha's eyes widened as Zoya realized her blunder) mera, mera matlab woh..subah unki gaari ka sheesha tor diya na (Aisha stopped over analyzing..buying her reasoning) ch..seriously kaisa Akdu Bhai hai aapka? Ab tak gaari ke gham mein mun phula ke baithe hain.

Aisha - (laughed) Akdu?

Zoya - Aur nahin toh kya? Maine unke jaisa Akdu insaan apni life mein nahin dekha. Har WAQT ghusse mein hote hain. Maine aaj tak unhe smile karte nahin dekha.

Aisha - Aur dekhogi bhi nahin. Woh hamesha aise hi rehta hai.

Zoya - Bachon ke naam na waise bare sochke rakhne chahiye. Inka naam aap logon ne Asad kya rakh diya yeh to seriously le gaye. (Aisha laughed wholeheartedly) Kaise sheron ki tarha ghoorte hain ke abhi kha jayenge, aur baithte bhi sheron ki tarha ek hi jagah fixed hain.

Aisha- Acha ab tum zyaada na socho gaari ke baare mein uske mood ko time lagega par theek hojayega. Just try not to overdo it and push him any further hmm.

Zoya - (smiled at her) You're so sweet and he's so sour. Aap log dono ek hi maan ke bache kaise ho? (Aisha just smiled at her and Zoya was about to begin eating when she caught sight of Asad. He was standing a few feet away with a girl who was smiling a little too much for Zoya's liking and Zoya saw him smile politely and give her a short answer. Aisha stared at her surprised as food flew out of her plate as she violently stabbed her fork in her plate)

Zoya - (muttered) mujhse aise rudely baat karte hain aur baaki sab se-

Aisha - Kya huwa?

Zoya - (without thinking just blurted) Woh ladki kaun hai Mr. Khan ke saath?

Aisha - (looked over and rolled her eyes) Hina. She's been crushing over him since he was 16. (Shook her head smilingly and Zoya felt anger shoot through her for some bizarre reason annoying and frustrating her to no extent)

Zoya - So are they involved?

Aisha - (laughed) poor girl. All she has been able to get out of him is averted eyes, a polite smile a yes or a no. Yet, she can't take a hint and is relentless in her pursuit. Asad doesn't do girlfriends or even girl friends' for that matter.

Zoya- (wide eyed, she felt her heart leap into her mouth in fear for reasons unknown to her) Is he gay? (Aisha clutched her stomach hollering with laughter as Zoya blurted those words out looking so scared)

Aisha - No he's not gay. Well (cast a fearful and now a little doubtful glance in his direction) at least I hope he's not. What I mean is..He..He's just Asad (shrugged). Just wait till we get back to Kasauli. You'll see and understand for yourself once you start living with us. (Patted her face) Best of luck for that by the way. (Walked away leaving Zoya a little confused as Ayaan came and fell beside her casting her a half interested look before doing a double take in shock)

Ayaan - So, you mean to say Asad didn't actually kill you for destroying his car?? (He turned to see Asad on the phone in the veranda and a rather amused smile crept up his face as he stared between them both) Interesting.

A little while later - Zoya was walking past some aunties who were evidently whispering and talking about her. Staring her up and down as she was the only one in the party dressed in a western outfit. A young boy standing beside them however was practically drooling as he eyed her up and down making Zoya tremble with discomfort. She was about to make a quick effort to get away from them when one of the auntys stopped her.

Aunty - Tum..Tum ladki waalon ki side se ho?

Zoya - Ji. Main Zeenat Aapi ki matlab dulhan ki behen hoon.

Aunty - (looking a little too happy all of a sudden) Main Sharmila hoon. Dilshad ki purani neighbour aur yeh mera Beta Zahid. Engineer hai. (She said so proudly as if it was the only qualification or characteristic that should matter to Zoya. Zoya smiled politely none the less) Tum..Tum bhi U.S se ho na?

Zoya - Ji.

Sharmila Aunty - Hmm (smiled at her son) Tum, Tum milo na jaake baatein shaatein karo isse. Yeh bhi actually U.S ko bauaht like karta hai..jao..na Beta dance karo dekho kitna acha music hai jao jao ghulo milo-

Zahid- (practically jumping at Zoya) Yes, Yes lets dance- (Zoya jumped back clearly afraid and Asad who was watching her like a hawk from the veranda outside as he leaned against a railing smoking, found his blood boil over with anger as he gripped the railing harder seeing that fear on her face. His eyes would've killed Zahid for his unwelcome advances if he dared to look into them)

Zoya - (her lips quivering as she went as pale as a ghost) No. No I don't dance. I-

Dilshad- Arre Sharmila. Tum yahaan akeli kya kar rahee ho meri bahu se nahin milogi (Zoya still looked shaken as she let out a breath of relief and seeing her face both Anwar and Zeenat became worried but she tried to smile at them to reassure them that all was okay) yeh Zeenat hai meri bahu (Seeing her in indian attire made Sharmila happy and she smiled politely) Inshallah kal inn dono ki sagai hai. Aur yeh Zoya hai, uski behen. Arre Zoya , tumne khaana khaya Beta? (Sharmila rolled her eyes and stared at Zoya judgingly as the family moved a bit away)

Sharmila - (smacked her son) Itne ladu phoot rahe the?

Zahid - Ammi aap yeh- Aapne khud hi toh

Sharmila- Woh to uska passport dekhte hua bola maine. Sach mein thori apne bete ko uss jaisi ladki ke saath allow karti main. Tu toh uske behaya kapre dekh ke hi toot para. Ch tauba tauba kitni besharam aur behuda ladki hai. Na jaane kaisa character hoga uska. Chchch..aur Dilshad (stared at Dilshad up and down disapprovingly)

Zoya - Ji Phupi..maine kha liya.

Zeenat- Then why are you so pale? Sab theek toh haina..tumhari tabiyat - (she tried to feel Zoya's forehead but Zoya just moved her hand away and smiled brighter)

Zoya - Main bilkul theek hoon Aapi bas thore se log zyaada haina iss liye. Main 2-3 minute bahaar fresh air mein rukongi to theek ho jaongi. Abhi..Abhi aati hoon. (She turned around and quickly walked away. Anwar and Zeenat still unassured so Zeenat followed after her)

Dilshad- Arre yeh Asad kahan hai? Usne kuch khaaya ke nahi?

Anwar- Apna dinner kar liya hoga usne (Dilshad stared at him confusedly so he mimicked smoking a cigarette for her to understand making her shake her head worriedly)

Dilshad - Uff yeh ladka aur iska ghussa. Ab tak gaari ke gham mein naraaz hai toh kya party mein hi nahin ayega? (Anwar nodded)

Anwar - Aap jaanti ho uska ghussa kaisa hai (Dilshad nodded)

Dilshad - Seriously Anwar pehle ki baat alag thi. Par Zoya. Woh sirf hamari mehmaan nahin tumhari saali hai. Uski bhabi ki behen hai. Aisa ghussa karna kaise chalega?

Anwar - (sighed) Ammi, Asad shayad issi liye zyaada ghussa hai. Woh ab tak iss shaadi ko leke completely ready nahin hai and I can understand his concerns and hesitations but we have to talk to him. Logon ko trust na karna aur door rehna ek baat hai. Par Zeenat uski hone waali bhabi hai. Agar Asad usse baat na kare uski taraf dekhe bhi nahin. Usse trust na karre toh Zeenat ko phir apna faisla doubt karne ka mauka mil jayega. Aur Ammi agar shaadi ke baad bhi uska yeh behaviour raha to jis baat ka usse dar hai wohi hoga. Hamari family ek doosre se door ho jayegi, aur problems aa jayenge hum sabke beech. We need to talk to him. (Dilshad nodded agreeingly)

Dilshad - Filhaal toh usse kissi tarha andar bulana hoga. Baarish itni tez ho rahee hai aur thand bhi ho rahee hai. Already woh subah se sar dard ki complain kar raha tha aur khaans raha tha upar se akalmandon ki tarha haath bhi zakhmi kar liya apna. Uske purane zakham bhi ab tak bhare nahin hain ab phir kahin bemaar- (Her eyes widened as she heard a loud motor of sorts and she turned to catch sight of Asad's bike flying down the driveway as he took off making Dilshad go pale with worry as did Anwar) Allah ANWAR yeh kahan jaa raha hai..Bike pe? Itni baarish mein? Uske zakhm bhi abhi taaza hain..Anwar..yeh-

Anwar- Ammi aap..aap please pareshan mat hon..main phone karta hoon usse..aap ayee yahan baitheyi. (He put her down on a seat worrying about her health before staring down the driveway where Asad had taken off just as worriedly as Dilshad)

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Part 9 Continued...

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Asad's Room:

Dilshad was fixing Asad's collar while he continued glaring a whole into the ground lost in his own thoughts making Dilshad sigh loudly again.

Asad - (rolled his eyes) thats the 5th time you've done that. Ab bol bhi dijiye nahin toh main suspense se hi mar jaonga. Ab kya ghalat kiya maine?

Dilshad - Sahee kya kar rahe ho tum Asad?

Asad - Matlab?

Dilshad - Asad. Tumhare barre Bhai ki shaadi hai aur tum aise act kar rahe ho jaise kissi ne tumhe yahan pata nahin kis baat ki saza mein kaid kar rakha hai. Gaana bajaana toh door na tum muskurate ho na haste ho. Har waqt ghusse mein hote ho. Tumhe kuch andaaza hai ke iss sabka Anwar pe kya asar par raha hai? Tumhe kya lagta hai woh dekh nahin raha? Zoya, Ayaan Aahil sab kitna mazaaq kitna enjoy kar rahe hain taake Zeenat ke liye yeh shaadi memorable ho aur hum? (Shook her head) tumne toh ab tak apni bhabi se 2 minute baat nahin ki baaki sab toh phir baad ki baat hai. Kyun Asad? Zeenat ek bauhat achi ladki hai. Tumhara Bhai usse kitna pyaar karta hai, kitna khush hai woh aur tum-

Asad - Ammi maine kab kaha woh achi ladki nahin hai. She, she seems nice. Graceful, respectful, caring. Nice.

Dilshad - Toh phir problem kya hai-

Asad - (snapped) Problem uski behen hai Ammi. Aapne dekha hai usse? Kitni badtameez aur bighdi hui ladki hai. Kapre pehene tak ka dhang nahin hai usse. Koi lihaaz koi tameez nahin hai no boundaries no values.

Dilshad - (baffled) Uss bechari ne-

Asad - (looking mortified) BECHARI. BECHARI AMMI- I, just..I can't even (he walked out of the room shaking his head still mumbling under his breath as Dilshad stared up at the heavens above distraught) Allah..kya karon main iss ladke ka!

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Kasauli - Haveli:

Azlan - (eyeing Haseena as she filled her plate with assortments to go with her tea greedily) Ji Ammi? Bulaya Aapne?

Shireen - Haan beta. Woh Haseena Bi kalke gifts ki receipts maang rahee thin. Unhe kuch pasand nahin tha to exchange karna chahtin thin.

Maya - (narrowed her eye's as she stood beside Azlan) Yeh gifts toh hamari taraf se haina..hamari pasand ke. Toh phir exchange -

Razia - (shaking with rage) Baat ka batangar kyun bana rahee ho Maya (Maya stared at her with a baffled expression) Gifts inke liye hain unhe pasand hone chahiyen. Agar woh exchange karna chahtin hain toh iss mein bura hi kya hai. Azlan, tumhara rang kyun pheeka par gaya hai. Receipts do na. (Azlan guled nervously as the blood drained from his colour. He had not seen this coming)

Azlan - Woh..woh..receipts nahin hain. Maine pehenk-

Haseena - ARRE! Chalo koi baat nahin. Shopkeeper ke paas to hogi..dekho ye kuch Lashkara designs se saari li thi. Aur ye kuch Ada Designs..koi nahin main wahan jaake dekh loongi beta..unke paas receipt ki copy hogi.

Humeira - (rolled her eyes) par agar aapke paas copy nahin hai toh-

Haseena - Arre beta tum nahin jaanti...saude baazi karne mein mujhse aage koi nahin hai. Main deekh loongi.

Maya - I'm sure (her and all the girls hid their smiles shaking their heads at her while Azlan paled even more closing his eyes at his own stupidity. What would happen now?)

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Farmhouse - Engagement Party:

The garden had been decorated lavishly in all pastel colours, matching the outfits of all family members who were also wearing very nice soft coloured dresses. An archway had been designed beautifully in white roses under which Zeenat and Anwar were to exchange rings. Currently everyone was enjoying appetizers and drinks while engaging in chit chat and socializing. Kids running around playing and causing a ruckus as always. Ayaan and Asad stood with Anwar who for some reason looked quite nervous for a change. While Zoya sat around by the bar pouting and sighing exaggeratedly loudly causing Sapna to smile as she approached the bar to get a drink.

Sapna - Kyun Zoya Madam..Ab aapka mood kyun haraab hai? (Laughed) Iss shaadi ko lekaar aapse zyaada toh koi excited hai nahin. Khud dulha dulhan nahin toh phir aap yahan kyun moon latkaye baithe ho. I would expect you to be bouncing off these tables in happiness.

Zoya - Dekhiya na chachi, mann toh mera bhi yehi kar raha hai. Yeh kaisi big fat indian wedding hui bhala? No music no dance. Par aap toh jaanti hai agar dobara maine hi gaana bajaana shuru kar diya toh..(glared at her naani) wahan ek alag ghazal shuru ho jayeegi meri burayon ki. Not that I care. But Aapi does. Today's very special for her and I want it to go by beautifully main nahin chahti ke mere dancing ke bhoot ki wajah se unka mood haraab ho..issi liye.

Sapna - Hmm. (She smiled brightly at Zoya all of a sudden) Mummyji tumhare dance shuru karne pe ghussa ho sakti hain. Par agar koi aur dance shuru kare. Jiske aage woh zyaada kuch bol nahin paatin. Toh?

Zoya - (confused) Matlab? (Sapna just winked at her walking away and Zoya's mouth fell open) Chachi Aap?!!

Silence fell over the party as the DJ finally blared some indian wedding music tune instead of the boring classical instrumentals he had been playing until now and Ayaan wolf whistled as Sapna came dancing gracefully upto where Anwar, he and Asad were standing.

Sapna - Mmm...(Dancing around Anwar) Munda thoda..offbeat hai..
(Around Ayaan who popped his collar in response) Par kudiya de naal.. bohat sweet hai
(Zoya jumped up bouncing in excitement and ran over taking over for Sapna as she let her)
Zoya - (dancing around Asad giving him an innocent smile as he rolled his eyes trying his best to not smile) Munda thoda..offbeat hai
(Dancing around Anwar) Par kudiya de naal..bohat sweet hai (Anwar laughed slapping her head playfully)
(Around Asad) Dhongi sa ye bada dheeth hai
(Around Anwar) Viral hogya ye Tweet
(She giggled in excitement and surprise as Ayaan grabbed her hand and twirled her around joining her in the dance..just as the guests also began cheering them on..Asads eyes narrowing at the friendship and close bond they shared) Par phool wool karne mein cool..Tu badi tezz katari hai..(Both of them dancing around Zeenat) Shagan teri ki, lagan teri ki Humne kardi taiyari hai

(Dancing around the guests trying to get them to join. Many of them did, espcially kids) Nachde ne saare ral-mil ke..Aaj hil-dul ke..Le saare ke saare nazare Nachde ne saare ral-mil ke..Aaj hil-dul ke Le saare ke saare nazare (Sidling up innocently beside her Naani much to her annoyance) Khasma nu khaane!

(Zoya practically shrieked with excitement as Dilshad joined her and Ayaan along with Zeenat as they walked up to where both her sons were standing..as she took out some of her kajol and put it behind their ears to ward them off from evil eyes at which both of them shook their heads and rolled their eyes exchanging smiles. Sharing an inside joke.)
Dilshad - Hallu bade karaar..Karam na laalu bade karaar (Ayaan - aa ha!)
chadh chadh ke chaubaar..Karam naal sweetu aaja maar (Ayaan - aa ha!)Hallu bade karaar Karam na laalu bade karaar (aa ha!) Chadh chadh ke chaubaar Karam naal sweetu aaja maar

Ayaan - Chak De!

Zoya - (She finally got in her element as she danced crazily around Zeenat who just laughed shaking her head) Munde plenty mere layi hogaye senti..O tere layi hogaye senti..Tere layi hogaye senti (Slightly pushing Zeenat into Anwar with a wink before she ran off dancing with Ayaan) Tere liye main set hoon..Iss baat ki guarantee

Aahil - (joining them and the large crowd of guests too) Par phool wool karne mein cool (danced around Aisha making her blush) Tu badi tezz katari hai (He winked at her before joining Zoya in dancing around Anwar and Zeenat) Shagan teri ki, lagan teri ki..Humne kardi tayaari hai (All of them and all the guests cheered loudly as Anwar began singing and dancing with them. Flirtatiously with Zeenat who turned crimson and hid her face)

Anwar - Sehra baandh, tujhe kood-faand..Tujhe le jaana iss baari hai (He grabbed Asads hand and dragged him in to the large huddle of guests that were dancing with them..but Asad didn't dance. His eyes just remained fixed on Zoya's face. Her face was glowing with sheer happiness and delight. It was obvious at once how much she loved all this shor, sharaba and joy. She clearly lived for celebration because she had reasons to be happy and celebrate. On the contrary to him. Seeing her happiness as touching as it was made him realize the dark truths and horrors of his own life and they made him sad and he began despising her even more. Even though none of it was her fault) Nachde ne saare ral-mil ke
Aaj hil-dul ke Le saare ke saare nazaare Nachde ne saare ral-mil ke Aaj hil-dul ke Le saare ke saare nazaare

Zoya - (dancing lost in her own world as she normally did when music played) Zor-zor se shor-wor kar..DJ gaane bajaane aa Ruthde ruthde jija fuffad..Humne saare manane haan

Ayaan - (dancing with an over the moon happy Zeenat) Zor-zor se shor-wor kar
DJ gaane bajaane aa..Ruthde ruthde jija fuffad..Humne saare manane haan

Ayaan - Zoya: Par phool wool karne mein cool..Tu badi tezz katari hai Shagan teri ki Lagan teri ki Humne kardi taiyari hai

Zoya - Nachde ne saare..
Ayaan - Nachde ne saare..
Zoya - Ayaan: Nachde ne saare ral-mil ke
Aaj hil-dul ke Le saare ke saare nazare Nachde ne saare ral-mil ke..Aaj hil-dul ke Le saare ke saare nazare Nachde ne saare..Nachde ne saare..

Zoya - (Jumping onto Anwar as she hugged him tightly and screamed) Khasma nu khaane!

And amidst all that celebration, amidst the loud hoots and screams, love and blessings of their loved ones an extremely excited Anwar and a blushing but equally happy Zeenat exchanged rings, officially engaged. Dilshad kissed both their heads teary eyed out of happiness while Zoya tried to fight back her tears as Asif hugged her sideways making her smile through them. Something that did not escape Asads eyes. Nor her tears nor his hug. And he wasn't pleased to say the least.

Later that night:

Asad was busy on his laptop in his room finishing some work. Extremely focused and dedicated because he had his glasses on which always meant DO NOT DISTURB but that didn't deter Anwar who was sitting on the sofa before him just staring at him non-stop.

Asad- Aapko bhi Ammi aur Aish ke saath milke unka Asad Fanclub join karna hai jo mujhe aise dekhte jaa rahe ho?

Anwar - No. Just trying to comprehend how long you tolerate my staring.

Asad - WHY? Why would you want to stare or now something so silly? I thought you were a professor Bhai not a child.

Anwar - And I thought you were my brother Asad not a distant relative.

Asad - (looked up from his laptop finally, genuinely confused) matlab?

Anwar - (Sighed as he came forward and removed the laptop from Asad's hands before kneeling down at face level to Asad and putting a hand on his shoulder) Asad, Meri Shaadi Ho rahee hai.

Asad - I know Bhai. But I just can't go MIA on my company for 10 days you know how hard I've worked for it and how important it is to me. I have an extremely important conference call tomorrow.

Anwar - (nodded) but you also know how important YOU are to me. How much I love you.

Asad - Well ya thanks but I know.

Anwar - (shook his head) Aren't you happy for me Asad?

Asad - Yeh kaisa savaal hai Bhai? Of course I'm happy for you. Aapki khushi mein meri khushi hai. You should know that.

Anwar - But I don't. Asad. Tumne dekha kaise Zeenat ki family. Zoya, Ayaan sab gaa rahe the naach rahe the. Apni khushi celebrate kar rahe the. Enjoy kar rahe the. Apni khushiyan sabke saath mana rahe the. Par tum Asad. Tum jabse aaye ho, Naraaz ho. Na subah hamare saath ghule naa shaam ko party mein.

Asad - (A painful look in his eyes and face) Bhai Aap jaante ho, mujhse yeh sab nahin hota hai. I don't like all this.

Anwar - Okay, I understand. You're reserved. Tumhe yeh uchal kood aur dance pasand nahin hai fine. But don't try to tell me you can't sing either. Because you could've easily become a legend son if..well..you know (Asad nodded) and why are you avoiding Zeenat?

Asad - I'm not.

Anwar - You're avoiding my eyes when I talk about her. Asad woh tumhari bhabi hai, biwi nahin although if you blush like that before you're biwi that would worry me just as much as well (Asad rolled his eyes) Seriously Asad Zeenat BAUHAT achi ladki hai. Trust me I wouldn't marry a girl unless I knew she would be the most perfect bhabi to my precious little sister and annoying little brother (ruffled his hair as Asad glared at him) woh bauhat achi hai Asad. Promise me you'll at least try to make more effort to get to know her and prove to her that you don't completely hate her and actually do accept her as your bhabi.

Asad - (horrified) Well don't expect me to take her out for dinner or a long drive to break the ice.

Anwar - (shook his head with a dead serious face) No. I want you to go get mani pedis with her. (He burst out laughing at Asads horrified expression as he stood up to leave) No. Just behave normally with her, not Asadly. (Asad rolled his eye's) and by the way. Aaj toh I forgave you. But don't think for a second that you're off the hook on the sangeet. I better be hearing that beautiful voice of yours and seeing that guitar out.

Asad - (Beginning to protest) Bhai-

Anwar - Don't even try. It's a combined sangeet Asad matlab hamari taraf se bhi kuch performance hona hoga. And heart wrenching melodies are not aloud. Only love songs.

Asad - (pulled off his glasses pouting grumpily) I don't know love songs.

Anwar - (smiled as he reached the door) Sure Beta. Oh and uh (just as he pulled the door open) I don't want to push my luck or tempt you so I'll just say. Thanks for not KILLING Zoya (and Asads mood immediately turned sour) for everything. I know you're doing it for me (little did he know that wasn't the whole case) and I appreciate it. (Smiled at him as Asad glared ahead remembering all the incidents of the past few days) G'night.

As he left Asad leaned back on his settee groaning in frustration. On one hand he had dozens of files to work on for work, a Million dollar corporation to handle, Pari, Zoya, His Ammi and Now SINGING??!!! What did these people want with him? Too frustrated and confused he did what he always did to calm down and find some peace. He put a cigarette between his mouth and without lighting it yet he walked out onto his balcony to get some fresh air in the hopes of letting it calm his nerves like it usually did. He smiled a little seeing that it was snowing again and flicked a few falling snowflakes away before running a hand through his already tousled hair as he reached the railing of his balcony. He was enjoying watching the falling snow until his gaze fell on something even more beautiful. She was so beautiful. So angelic. Dressed in all black in contrast to the magnificent white flakes dropping from the sky as she sat in her own balcony, a black dupatta around her head. Her eyes closed, hands open. Palms facing skywards as she prayed. He was sure there could never be a more purer sight in this world. A soft sigh escaped his lips as he watched her with soft and tender eyes. Only her. His sigh mixed with both hope and longing. He stared up at the skies with a bittersweet smile and even if he didn't acknowledge it or refused to believe it somewhere in the depths of his heart he had hoped that if God was actually listening may ALL her prayer's and desires come true.

Zoya - (Praying) Allah Miyan. Please meri Aapi ki nayee zindagi khushiyon se bhar dena. Unke naye rishton mein pyaar aur khushiyan bakher dena aur kahin bhi mere manhoos wujood ka saya na parne dena. Please iss baar unki nazron ko kissi ki nazar na lage Allah. Jo bhi ghum hain woh sab mere hisse mein daal jiye. Par pichli baar jaisa koi haadsa nahin chahiye okay. Jeeju ko lambi aur healthy zindagi deni hogi aapko okay! Aur Jeeju ki family ko bhi! Meri pyaari Phupi ko iss dunya ki saaari khushiyan deni hongi. Aisha ko ek sundar sa dulha aur khoob saara pyaar aur (scrunched up her nose) uss akdu ko thori si akal aur tameez..PLEASE! Mere saare Bhaiyon ki zindagi mein bhi pyaar aur khushiyan bhar dijiye Allah Miyan! Un sabko healthy aur bauhat lambi zindagi dijiye kyunki woh iss dunya ke sabse ache Bhai hain! Aur..baaki sab bhi..chachi..Naani..Baba..Sabko health, wealth aur happiness dena. Aur mujhe Allah Miyan (her voice cracked) Aap toh jaante hain main Kasauli kyun ayee hoon. Kya karne ayee hoon. Please Allah Miyan meri bhi thori help kijiye. Please mere abbu dhoondne mein meri thori si help kijiye..Please! (She looked up at the sky and the falling snow with pleading eyes to her Allah Miyan. Hoping with all her heart that he would help her in searching for her long lost father. Which was the reason she was so adamant on staying in Kasauli)

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xo - DailyDaisy!

A/N

Hey Guys! Part 9 is up! If you ever get past reading it due to how long it is I hope you are reading this and have enjoyed the part. It is Asyalicious to say the least! My fingers nearly died trying to edit it to cram it onto the same page because dividing it btw pages gives me OCD problems!

I hope you enjoy the part and AsYa! Please remember to leave nice LONG comments letting me know what you enjoy most!

xo - DailyDaisy!

Okkk so this was the longest update and yess not to forget the best one till date with soo many asya scenes😛😛 really loved reading it.. and already getting addicted to this ff😆 and waiting for more...😛

hai daisy...
what to say...its amazing, wonderful, awesome, marvellous nd out of the world
its just... I LOVD IT dear so so much
trust me, when i start to read i felt longed to knw when will ASYA met bt its worth wait yaar...u just killed it
if i hav to pick my fav , i just cant bz after asya met i just cant bring myself out of the stry nd though u gave a long update, i felt its short nd tortured bz i cant stopping myself imagining that wat all happen nxt, u can understand my situation by this long comment... nd what an apt song.
i felt i'm watching KaBhi movie... how much i miss them. u fulfilled my wish,.
luvd the story to the core, as the story growing i'm totally becoming mad fr the story.
honestly.concept is wow bt before that u r an amazing writer dear, the way u desc ASYA...out of words,
like someone said. the way u desc ur feelings exactly when the silence interferes
cute nd innocent zoya nd angry nd intense asad... its a knwn combination bt this update shows ASYA like more new... like i'm reading them first time.
i just wanna nxt update... when will u update??
waiting very very much eager.
i cant believe, i made a very long comment... anywy anythng fr amazing ASYA writer
update sooon dear.

Res

Amazing part!
Loved all the Asya scenes. Even though I knew Asad was the "brother" who put the chain around Zoya's neck, it's a relief you confirmed it. Lol
The Ae Dil Hai Mushkil title track was on loop in my head the entire time I was reading the Asya scenes. I feel like the lyrics will fit them perfectly once they really fall in love and reveal their pasts.
I can't wait for the time Asad actually falls in love with zoya and defends her against her witch for a grandmother.
I wish Asad warms up to zeenat and can have a cute relationship with her too. Not as close as Anwar and Zoya cause that would probably go against Asads basic character, but a deep connection none the less.
Aahil and Aisha?!! Azlan is going to go ballistic when the engagement breaks, if it does.
Want to know more about azlan, Asad and Pari.

All in all, I loved how the scenes played out and the length of the update.
Looking forward to reading the rest!

very well written yaar😉👏

Thx fr long update