AsYa FF: Mohabbatein - Part 18 Updated: Pg 140 - 20/12/16 - Page 15

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Posted: 9 years ago
Hii dailydaisy.. I'm reading dis ff.. Its quite interesting.. Please try to update soon... !!!
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Posted: 9 years ago

Originally posted by: DailyDaisy

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Guy's I will be updating soon but I want to update it altogether so I will wait till we get 3 more comments on this page to go onto the next page. Hopefully some silent readers will comment or as I understand there is a history of lack of responses on this forum so I will make 3 random comments to move onto the next page 😆😆😆!

xo - DailyDaisy!



Ok so iam a silent reader
I just love this story and love you for giving us long updates
Please update soon
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Ok so iam a silent reader
I just love this story and love you for giving us long updates
Please update soon


See, now this is how you get the silent readers to respond! Thank you ma'am 😉. I am happy you like the story and don't worry mere haathon ko problem hai you will hopefully only be getting long updates. Hoping to update tomorrow.
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Mohabbatein

Part 10 - His, enchanting voice.

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The Next Day - Farmhoue:

Asad - (Walking through the lounge) Ch, phir kitne baje soi woh. 3 Baje..rote hue. I know. Woh jab bemaar hoti hai toh zid karti hai. Aapko mujhe phone kar dena chahiye Farida Bi, main kaunsa so raha hota hoon..aur agar so raha bhi hoon toh main jag jaonga. Par please Pari ko rote hue sone mat dena. Ab woh jab kahe aap usse phone mila ke dijiyega waqt ki parwa kiye bina, okay. Bukhar kaisa hai uska? Hmm. Woh jaise hi uthe aap meri baat karwayeega. Bas kuch hi dinon ki baat hai. Jaldi se shaadi hatam ho jaye toh main waapis aa jaon..hmm main aapki call ka wait karta hoon. (He jumped in freight suddenly hearing Zoya scream)

Zoya - (Looking mortified) KYA! NO DELIVERIES! Yahan Pizza nahin milta? Yeh kaisi jaga hai?

Aisha - (laughing at her over dramaticness) Jungle hai yeh Zoya..Yahan aas paas kuch nahin hai. Pizza chahiye to waapis Kasauli jaana parega.

Zoya - Aur aap log yahan holidays ke liye aate ho, relax karne aate ho? Pizza ke bina? Jahan pizza nahin mil sakta wahan aap log relax kaise kar sakte ho? Phupi (pouted prettily) yeh shaadi aapko itni jaldi kyun karni thi? Ab main kya karoon? Mujhe naashte mein pizza khaana hai khaana hai khaana hai. (Listening to her "childish" rant he just walked away rolling his eyes)

Dilshad - (squeezed her face) Meri jaan shaadi issi liye itni jaldi rakhi hai kyunki dulha dulhan, aur aapko 10 din baad college jaana hai aur Aisha aur Aahil ko hospital mein duty join karni hai. Aap bolo toh aapke exam period mein rakh lein shaadi agar pizza zyaada zaroori hai toh?

Zoya - (pouted) I guess not. Par hum kissi ko bhej ke shehr se pizza nahin mangwa sakte kya? Kissi driver ya Aapi Ayaan ko bhejo na.

Zeenat - Zoya! Bas bhi kar do. Ek din pizza nahin khaogi to qayamat nahin aa jaaegi. Zid karna band karo aur jaldi tayaar ho. Shaam ko Ammi ne dholak rakhi hai, usse pehle humme market hoke aana hoga. Chalo jaldi se tayaar ho jao (Zoya was about to argue about not going when Zeenat gave her the eyes) NOW. (Zoya just continued pouting as she dragged her feet out of the room and Dilshad smiled)

Dlshad - Zeenat tum bhi na, Agar mann kar raha hai uska toh khaane do. Main Asad ko bhej ke-

Zeenat - Nahin Ammi. Bilkul nahin. Aur aap bhi please usse hadse zyaada mat bhigadiye. Woh toh bachkani harkatein aur zid karti rehti hai. Aap please mere hisse ki daant aur zabardasti karte rahiyega warna aur bighad jayegi who.

Dilshad - Kyun Bhai? Main kyun daanti use? kitni pyaari aur masoom ladki hai woh.

Zeenat - Ammi- (shook her head) Mujhe lagta hai mujhe usse saath hi lejana hoga.

Aisha - I know aap ghabra rahee hain bhabi. Zoya aapki beti jaisi hai..she's your little girl aur ab aap uski zimedaari kisi aur ko deke jaa rahee ho. I know aap dar rahee ho aur kahin na kahin usse daantna miss karne waali ho but trust us hum usse pariyon ke jaise rakheinge.

Zeenat - Woh pari nahin. Shaitaan hai. Usse do teen thapar bhi lagaoge to chalega (Dilshad just shook her head)

Dilshad - Jaldi karo mehndi waale ke paas tumhari appointment fixed hai aur usse pehle tumhe market bhi jaana hai. Main driver se kehti hoon gaari nikalne ko. (She left)

Meanwhile Outside - Zoya was ogling Asad as she watched him sweat it out while shooting hoops in the now sunny morning. No traces of last night's snowfall left. He looked so young and carefree compared to the usual stoic and immaculately dressed businessman he usually was. And she was totally digging it. He looked good enough to eat in his white vest and black shorts with white sneakers. His beautiful silky locks drenched in sweat just like the rest of him. God why was he so hot? Wait, What? Zoya shook her head vigorously.

Zoya - Focus Zoya Focus. (She took a deep breath before marching over to Asad determinedly. Asad caught the bell as it fell through another hoop and dribbled it back. He turned around to shoot another hoop when he came face to face with Zoya Farooqui and he immediately began scowling again)

Zoya - Aap please apni yeh permanent gandi waali shakal mat banayee Main aapse larne nahin..Baat karne ayee hoon.

Asad - Mujhe aapse koi baat nahin karni hai. Please jayee yahan se.

Zoya - Waise by the way aapko nahin lagta ke aap hadh se zyaada rude hain?

Asad - AUR AAP (He immediately got angry as he did on most occasions but then he saw Anwar attending a phone call in the distance he lowered his voice) Aur aapko nahin lagta ke aap hadse zyaada badtameez hain?

Zoya - Main badtameez hoon! MAIN! Aapko ladkiyon se baat karne ki tameez nahin aur-

Asad - Ladkiyon se nahin. Sirf aap jaisi batameez, Azad Khayalat, bighdi hui ladkiyon se.

Zoya - Aap itne judgemental kaise ho sakte hain? Aap toh mujhe jaante bhi nahin hai.

Asad - Jitna jaan gaya hoon utna kaafi hai. Isse zyaada jaane ki zaroorat bhi nahin hai.

Zoya - (rolled her eyes and took a deep breath to control her anger) FINE! Aapki soch. Aapko mubarak ho. Main aapse sirf itna kehne aayeen hoon ke jab tak hum yahan hai matlab jab tak hamari yeh shaadi (bit her tongue) mera matlab aapke Bhai aur meri behen ki shaadi nahin ho jaati..humme ek doosre se tameez se pesh aana chahiye. Main nahin chahti ke meri wajah se pareshaan hoke woh log iss shaadi ke baare mein dobara sochein. Main bhi poori koshish karoongi aapke raaste mein naa aane ki. Par aap bhi please apne pagalpan aur ghusse pe kaaboo kijiyega. Okay! Thanks, Bye! (She turned around to run off just as he had flung the ball away after she called him paagal and was going to unleash his wrath on her. But she being Zoya ended up tripping on her own feet and falling. She clutched his vest to steady herself and before they knew it they both fell with a loud smash into the pool by the court. As they both resurfaced Zoya wiped her face and pushed back her hair. She stole a quick nervous glance in Asad's direction only to find Asad staring at her with the same softened eyes which were only slightly darker than usual as he gazed at her completely lost in her beauty. Zoya turned red as she noticed her clothes sticking to her and him gulping as his eyes trailed from her face down to her neck and neckline before he too averted his eyes back to her face. She could see a certain longing and want in them and found herself unable to meet his eyes.

Aisha - Asad, Zoya..Tum dono pool mein kya kar rahe ho? (Asad and Zoya snapped their gaze towards her and then back towards each other before quickly looking away. But just then Asad remembered why he had fallen in in the first place andturned around to give her a piece of his mind but he found his cell phone vibrating. As realization dawned on him he quickly pulled the phone out from his pocket seeing "Pari" flash on the blurred screen. His phone was drenched and he couldn't even press the answer button because the screen was destroyed. He clutched his phone in his anger, his hand turning white due to the force and his body shook with rage. Pari was upset and he had to talk to her and now..and then suddenly remembering why this happened again he turned to confront Zoya but he found her quickly swimming away. Her face reflecting her worry and fear at his furious eyes. She quickly scurried off once she pulled her self out and Asad let out a low growl pushing his wet hair off his face)

Asad - (the same threatening tone as he muttered through gritted teeth) Ms. Farooqui.

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After showering and changing Asad walked out of his room holding his laptop to find the house in peace and quiet. He glanced around fearfully and almost did a happy dance.

Asad - Thank god! Woh musibat yahan pe nahin hai. I can finally get some work done. (He walked into the living room and felt his steps falter a bit as he saw Zeenat sitting in the living room looking a bit tensed and worried. He looked around awkwardly not knowing what to do but then he remembered the conversation he had with Anwar the previous night and sighed. He knew what he had to do. Taking a deep breath he turned towards her but she still hadn't noticed him there)

Asad - (nervous beyond anything) Bh-Bha..Bhabi. (Zeenat looked towards him surprised to see him there and immediately stood up. The smile she graced him with reassured him that he had made the right decision) Kya huwa? Aap kuch pareshan lag rahee hain.

Zeenat - Haan, actually Sab log market gaye hain aur koi ghar pe nahin hai, driver bhi nahin

Asad - aapko kahin jaana hai?

Zeenat - Haan woh mujhe bhi market jaana tha par baad mein bridal mehendi ki appointment thi meri. Baaki sabko market mein milna tha. Woh sab toh chale gaye par driver Amma Abba ke kaam se gaya hai toh..bas appointment ke liye der ho rahee thee..shaam mein woh BBQ aur Dholak haina (Asad gave her a polite smile)

Asad - Agar aap chaho toh main aapko le jaa sakta hoon. I have a car.

Zeenat - Par Tumhari car toh- (refraining from mentioning Zoya's name)

Asad - I, uh..have another one.

Zeenat - Uhm, no I know you must be busy I don't want to trouble you.

Asad - It's no bother really. Aap meri hone waali bhabi ho. Yeh mera farz hai

Zeenat - (smiled at him) I can see why Anwar loves and respects you so much.

Asad - (uncomfortable. He could never learn how to handle praises) Agar aap ready hain toh-

Zeenat - Haan bas ek minute. Zoya!!

Asad - (his eyes widening) ZOYA!

Zeenat - (stared at him confused) Haan Zoya ko bhi mere saath jaana tha. Ab time nahin toh tum please mujhe parlour chorke usse market le jaoge? Usse kuch chooriyan aur kuch cheeze chahiyen thin (Asad just stared at her not knowing what to say when the beauty on his mind came running into the room..announcing her arrival with the slamming into and breaking a vase from the corner table. Asad rolled his eyes inwards and fisted his hands to control his temper while Zeenat glared at Zoya)

Zoya - Oops. Ghalati se hogaya I swear Aapi.

Asad - I'm sure aap Ki poori Zindagi ek lambi ghalati hi hai Ms. Farooqui.

Zoya - (fuming) Aapi..yeh Akdu..(Asad stepped towards her, his lips pressed in a dangerously thin line and his eyes shooting daggers) Yeh yahan kya kar raha hai.

Zeenat - ZOYA!! (Asad hid his victorious smile as Zoya narrowed her eyes at him) Asad mujhe parlour drop karega aur tumhe market le jayega.

Zoya - (her eyes wide and mouth hanging open) KYA??!!

Before Zoya had time to register her shock or argue with her Aapi she found herself at the parlour sitting in the back seat of his mercedez, facing out the window pouting at her Aapi..nearly begging.

Zoya - (practically on the verge of tears) Aapi please mujhe bhi apne saath le jaona. Mujhe iss Akdu ke saath nahin jaana hai.

Zeenat - Zoya! Zid mat karo aur jao Asad ke saath. Kal Sangeet hai aur tumhare dress ke saath ki chooriyan ab tak nahin hain tumhare paas. Phir kab logi? Chalo Jao. Asad dihaan rakhna iska hunh.

Asad - (mumbled) Kahin toh ghuma ke aonga isko aaj. (Zoya side eyed him as Zeenat placed a kiss on her cheek)

Zoya - Jayee ab. Main aapse baat nahin kar rahee. (Asad rolled his eyes at her dramatics as Zeenat walked away laughing and Zoya continued sitting in the back seat with her arms folded grumpily looking like a little child and Asad couldn't help but smile a little over how cute she looked right then. Pouting innocently while her eyes spat fire. Asad snapped out of his admiring session through the review mirror and mental brainstorming of exactly how cute and adorable she looked with her cute nose scrunched up and her lips more plump than usual as as she pouted unhappily when a car honked behind him. Getting angry at himself he snapped rudely at her)

Asad - Come sit in the front. I'm not your driver.

Zoya - And I'm not your slave. Pyaar se kahiye.

Asad - What? No way. Come sit up here.

Zoya - Pyar se Kahiye. Please come sit here.

Asad - Come sit here or I won't drive and we'll continue to sit here all day.

Zoya - I don't mind. I can just go in and tell Aapi you refused to take me to the market. Then she'll tell your brother who will complain to your mother and you can guess how disappointed she will be ke - (batted her eyelashes at him sweetly) ke aapne apne Bhai ki ekloti saali ko CHOORIYAN nahin leke di. Chchch. You know isse bara zulm dunya mein nahin ho sakta.

Asad- (cursed under his breath) PLEASE AAGE AAKE BHAITIYE MS. FAROOQUI. (Zoya giggled to herself devilishly, not realizing the devil she was arising within him by testing his patience like that. And to Asad's horror he watched her wide eyed and his mouth agape as she put her foot on the posh leather seat and then her other foot and climbed into the passenger seat from within the car)

Asad - WHAT THE HELL are you doing?

Zoya - (folded her legs comfortably underneath her) What? (She looked genuinely confused at what his problem was now while he looked even more bewildered as she ripped open a packet of chips making half of them fly all over and then popped open a can of diet coke making half of it spill over. Zoya almost felt sorry for his pained and confused expression before he shook his head deciding to ignore her, cursing himself for always having to do the right thing and being a dutiful son/brother and opening his mouth volunteering to drive his bhabi)

Zoya - So driver, LET'S GO! (She laughed devilishly again looking out the window) Bingo! (Muttered to herself) Yeh idea pehle kyun nahin mere dimaagh mein aaya! Now Akdu is at my mercy for the next few days!

After a long and torturous ride which wasn't as silent as Asad hoped it would be thanks to Zoya's munching and sipping but nonetheless they managed to make it to the market alive.

Zoya - (staring at him incredulously) Allah Miyan! (Shaking her head) I'm sure Iss Dunya mein aap se zyaada boring insaan maine aaj tak nahin dekha. Aap ek ghanta bina bole kaise reh sakte hain?

Asad - Aur aap 10 minute khamosh kaise nahin reh saktin hain? Maine aaj tak aapke jaisi annoying ladki nahin dekhi hai. 50 minute ki car ride thi aur aapne 50 phone calls kiye 50 different logon ko iss umeed mein ke koi toh aapse baat kare but guess what woh log bhi meri tarha aapko bardasht nahin kar sakte iss liye sabne phone kaat diya.

Zoya - Kissi ne bhi phone nahin kaata okay! Maine hi sabko daant ke phone band kiya kyunki unn sab ki wajah se mujhe aapke saath iss gaari mein aana para. Aur waise bhi Normal log 50 minute mein bolte hain aapke jaise khamosh nahin rehte. Aur MAIN annoying hoon? Aapne kabhi khudko dekha hai. Itne paise hain, itna bara bank balance hai toh ek gaari ke sheeshe ke peeche aanson kyun baha rahe the aap? Ussi raat ko jaake aapne yeh brand new aur expensive gaari hareed li na (Asads grip tightened on the wheel as he watched her look around the interior of the car amazed) toh phir mujhe Aapi se itni daant parwane ki kya zaroorat thi?

Asad - Aapko bauhat interest hai meri gaariyon mein. Counting?

Zoya - Maybe. Agar aapke jitne paise kissi aur insaan ke paas hote toh main toh gaariyon ke peeche unse shaadi hi kar leti (Asads lips pressed in a grim line while Zoya giggled in oblivion to the toll her joke was taking on him) ALLAH MIYAN..Yeh market kitni cute hai! (She shrieked in excitement turning towards him with a bright smile catching him completely off guard. Mesmerized by her smile as he came out of the fowl mood her statement had put him in he wasn't watching the road and nearly crashed into a tree if it hadn't been for Zoya's scream)

Zoya - Allah Miyan! What's wrong with you! Maana ke life as Akdu Ahmed Khan may not be the most pleasant experience but I love my life so PLEASE mujhe maarne ke attempts band kijiye aap. Aur agar ITNI hi free cars hain aapke paas ke ek ke baad ek destroy karte rehte hain toh mujhe de dijiye. Aap ameerzaadon ki yehi problem hai. Harch karne ko bauhat zyaada hai toh kissi cheez ki value hi nahin rehti.

Asad - Dunya mein paise aur materialistic cheezon se zyaada important bauhat saari cheeze hotin hai but yeh aap nahin samjhengi. Aur yeh mat bhuliye ke meri 2 cars aapki wajah se destroy HO chuki hain aur ab yeh teesri-

Zoya - I- (Asad help up a hand)

Asad - (looking straight ahead) Main aapse behas nahin karna chahta. Aapki Market Aa Gayee hai, please jayee. You have exactly 30 minutes before I leave you and drive off.

Zoya - (took a deep breath to control her rage) I already know ke aap bauhat badtameez aur rude hain. No need to prove it over and over again. (She spared him a nasty glare before getting out of the car. She shut the car door normally at first but then after taking one step forward she fumed even more at his arrogance and audacity so she turned back and yanked the door open much to Asad's surprise before slamming it loud and hard. Asad immediately threw open his door and nearly jumped out to give her a piece of his mind when she turned around and ran off laughing merrily, at having won this round)

(He watched Zoya turn around and stick her tongue out at him and since she wasn't watching where she was going she nearly bumped into a stall making everything on the stall topple over and the owner glare at her. Zoya froze in freight biting her tongue and making an apologetic look but the scary looking uncle seemed to be coming for her to blast her off. However, in a flash of a second his own face went pale, frightened and apologetic almost as his eyes fixated on something. Zoya followed his eyes and saw Asad appear by her side in an instant. Glaring the poor man down as he whipped out his wallet pulling out a wad of cash and shoving it forcefully onto the mans chest forcing him to reluctantly take it. Zoya's eyes grew wide and she was just about to argue with him when he cut her off-

Asad - Don't get your hopes high. I didn't do it for you. I did it for Bhai (Sure!). Your Aapi trusted me with YOU, so I have to take you back home in ONE piece. So if you don't mind please try to get through the market and finish your tasks WITHOUT getting killed. (Zoya narrowed her eyes at him dangerously and then before he could react she yanked the remaining thousands of rupees in his hand and smiled sweetly at him in return to his shocked expression)

Zoya - I'm sure you don't mind. You know, for your Bhais sake. (She batted her eyelashes at him before running off into the distance as Asad continued staring after her in shock) (An irritated Asad followed her to the dupatta stall next to the food stall where Zoya was excitedly running her fingers over all the colourful dupattas)

Zoya - Wow! Itne saare colours! So Pretty.

Dukaan Uncle - Beti aapko kaunse rang ka dupatta chahiye.

Zoya - Pata nahin uncle kaunsa color acha lagega?

Uncle - Aud ke dekh lo. Jaunsa acha laga..woh waala le lo. (Asad watched mesmerized. Lost in her childlike innocence. The way her eyes lit up in awe and appreciation of all the colors, the way she pouted in confusion or made 1001 silly faces when trying to picture herself wearing each colour. She was just so lively, so carefree and innocent. Her little giggles brought him to life. It was as if slowly all the pores of his body that had been haunted and shunned into darkness were opening up due to the brightness she emanated and carried around herself. He was a soul in mourning and she was life itself. And as much as he was in awe for it he also despised her for it. It made him jealous and envious and angry. He had lived through hell every day of his life and there she was Ms. New york. Waltzing around like a happy bunny day in and day out because she wouldn't know the first thing about pain (little did he know)) (He was brought out of his trance when he felt a cloth against his face. When the uncle had told Zoya to put the dupatta's against herself and try them out she instead put it around Asad's head just to pull his leg. Little did she know she was waking a sleeping lion.)

Zoya - Kaise lag raha yeh color inpe uncle? Pink is so his colour no? Kitne pretty - (Asads mouth had fell open in shock and he was unable to think of how to react. The Audacity of this girl!! He yanked the dupatta off of himself violently and threw her a venomous look at her as she smiled sheepishly at the uncle) I guess not.

Asad - Listen Ms. If you don't finish here in 2 minutes I swear I am calling Bhai. Better yet, since he's going to take his precious saali's side I'll call Bhabi. (Zoya mimicked him, rolling her eyes while the dukaan uncle smiled at them)

Uncle - Beta aap hi bata do phir kaunsa color lein Aapki dulhan? (Zoya's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets in shock while Asad's ears turned red in embarassment and he avoided eye contact. HIM and Ms. New york? NEVER!)

Zoya - HUM, NAHIN-

Asad - WILL YOU JUST CHOOSE ALREADY.

Zoya - (stomped her foot like an angry child) Mr. Khan mujhpe chilayee mat Okay. Main chahoon toh aapse bhi zyaada uncha chila sakti hoon. (Asad lunged forward and it finally did the trick as she jerked backwards intimated) Fine. I'm just going to clothes my eye's and pick the first one I grasp. (He backed off a bit still glaring her down and taking in deep breaths almost violently. She shuddered under his intense gaze as she closed her eyes and skimmed through the fabrics. She opened her eyes and her eyes twinkled with happiness seeing the beautiful red dupatta in her hand. As she admired its beauty she was oblivious to the knowing smile the uncle was casting in Asad's direction because as discreet as he thought he was, he wasn't actually. The uncle had caught him toss the fabric near Zoya's hand in an attempt to 'push it away from his own hand').

Uncle - Bauhat hi sundar lagega Beta. (Zoya smiled at the uncle and paid for it. Asad sighed with relief and began walking off after her as she happily skipped away from the stall but his relief was short lived as he found her stopping immediately at the food stall. He groaned audibly rolling his eyes to the back of his head and had just opened his mouth to scold her when he found something being forced into his mouth. He opened his eyes wide in shock as he found a gol gappa (Pani Puri) hanging half in and half out of his mouth. The water dripping down his chin, neck and onto his beautiful sweater. He looked up at Zoya. His eyes spitting fire. He was AGHAST. How dare she. Nobody EVER let alone a girl had the GUTS to do that and this girl? He didn't eat street food. He didn't want hepatitis from all the contamination and this Ms. Farooqui? But one look at her devilish smile and her twinkling mischievous eyes as she popped in another gol gappa rendered him speechless. He absentmindedly began chewing the puri she had put in his mouth. He would never admit it in a thousand years but he was secretly glad that she did because it tasted HEAVENLY. Just as Zoya was filling her mouth with another puri a little girl came running over holding a cone of henna)

Girl - didi..didi aap bhi yahan woh shaadi pe aye ho?

Zoya - (smiled wide as she bent down to the girl's level. Her eyes shining with child like excitement making her adoration for kids immediately obvious) Haan! Woh meri behen ki shaadi hai. Aapko kaise pata shaadi ke baare mein?

Girl - Woh didi subah aapke baaki ghar waale mehndi ka samaan le rahe the na yahan se toh mujhe pata chala. Didi hum bhi mehndi lagate hain 10 rs mein sirf. Unhone nahin lagwayee. Bola ke kissi aur ko bula leinge ghar pe. Didi aap lagwaogi kya?

Zoya - Hmm (pretended to think deeply and the girls smile fell before a smile broke out on Zoya's face) Ek shart par.

Girl - (over the moon) Bolo didi.

Zoya - Tumhe main 10 rs nahin doongi.

Girl - (smile faltering) phir didi.

Zoya - Tumhe yeh paani puri ke do plates aur main JITNE paise tumhare haath mein doongi chup chaap lena parega. (Sudden tears rushed to the girl's eyes)

Girl - Par didi hum 10 rs iss liye lete hain kyunki hum itni achi nahin lagate aap-

Zoya - Itni achi nahin. Sabse achi lagati ho. Tum dekhna mehndi waale din sab kitna jaleinge kitna regret kareinge ke unhone tumse nahin lagwaye kyunki mere hathon ki mehndi sabse best hogi (The girl hugged her in happiness making Zoya laugh as she ran off with the little girl to sit under a tree where the girl began doing her henna. In all of this she missed the look of awe in Asad's face as he watched her in amazement, unable to figure her out. He was sure what he had witnessed was one of the purest forms of what was once called 'Being Human' but unfortunately he had never rarely ever witnessed anything like it in his life. Nor was it too visible in todays day and age. Zoya's gaze nervously watched the movement of his feet as she saw him circling around her. She couldn't look up into his eye's because the intensity she felt radiating from his gaze was too much. But finally she took a hesitant chance and the intensity with which his eyes were fixated on her face like a predator marking his prey, the way they were unnerving and not blinking, the look of complete adoration and the longing in his eyes as he leaned against the tree watching her had her bite her lip and look away shyly and nervously. Allah Miyan what was this whiplash of emotions that this man was making her feel or expressing towards her? Damn. What was this whiplash of emotions this girl was making him feel towards her?)

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Edited by DailyDaisy - 9 years ago
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Part 10 Continued...

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(A little while later Zoya was standing at the chooriyan stand pouting prettily as a man held two sets of silver bangles before her)

Man - Madam ye jo aapko pasand hain woh sirf iss size mein hai. Aur yeh doosri lagta hai aapke size ki hongi.

Zoya - Par mujhe wohee waali chahiyen. I'm sure mujhe woh size aa jayega..doh mujhe main try kartin hoon

Man - Nahin ayega ma'am..main bol raha hoon na.

Zoya - Maine poocha tumse? Agar tumhari choori toote gi toh main tumhe phir bhi paise de doongi ab KHUSH..ab lao do. (She pulled the most arrogant expression she could and held out her hand. The man looked at her annoyed but gave her the ones she wanted nonetheless and the radiant smile that graced her face was worth the try even if the chooriyan ended up not fitting her. But just as she was about to reach for them another hurdle reached her mind. She had Mehndi on both her hands. If she tried them on herself she would either end up ruining her mehndi or her chooriyan and she didn't want either of those things to happen. Now what? As a direct answer to all her worries her angel was at her side. He had caught that pretty pout of hers from the tree he had been standing smoking underneath. He opened up the chooriyan as Zoya watched him in shock and giving her the most stern look to not make himself more awkward or show her any vulnerable read 'nice' side of his he grabbed her hand roughly about to slip the chooriyan on when Zoya paled and panicked at once and resisted his pull.)

Zoya - Mr. Khan..aap-

Asad - What? The faster you try these and realize your heavy hand can't fit into them the faster you'll choose another set and we can finally leave.

Zoya - No It's okay I- (She felt him pull again)

Asad - It's fine I- (Zoya yanked her hand away angrily, surprising him)

Zoya - MAINE KAHA NA..MAIN KHUD KAR SAKTI HOON. AAPKI HELP KI ZAROORAT NAHIN HAI MUJHE!! (And Asads anger meter sky rocketed. He saw red. His lips pressed together dangerously and his face turned red. His jaw clenched and his whole body shook with rage. Zoya paled seeing him so furious. He clutched her wrist tightly yanking her forward. He clenched the fist he was holding all the chooriyan in..breaking them. She closed her eyes, shaking with fear.)

Asad - YOU DON'T HAVE TO GET RUDE WITH ME UNDERSTAND. STAY IN YOUR LIMITS. JUST BECAUSE I HAVEN'T SAID ANYTHING IN RESPONSE TO ALL YOUR CHILDISH AND IRRITATING ACTS DOESN'T MEAN I WON'T EITHER. I know what you're trying to do here. Use Bhai as an advantage to do whatever the hell you want and get away with it. But guess what? It's a matter of another 3-4 days and then you're under my roof, under my mercy. No Aapi and No Jeeju. So I would suggest you start learning how to behave from now on. Because today I let this all go. But from here on out you watch your interactions with me Ms. Farooqui or I can promise you..dealing with me will NOT be pleasant for you (saying so he roughly let go of her and stalked off from there as angry tears pooled in Zoya's eyes)

Zoya - (Trembling with anger now) You already are unpleasant. There's no scope for more Mr. Khan.

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Back at the Farmhouse - Asad immediately got out of the car almost jumping out before turning off the ignition and slamming the door loudly he stalked into the house, almost flying in, that too violently. He nearly sent Anwar flying back as he collided into him, surprising him.

Anwar - Kaisa raha Bhabi Devar ka Day out- WOAH..(As Asad stalked past him) That bad hunh? (he chuckled as he saw an equally angry Zoya stalk off as well and Zeenat shake her head after her before looking towards Anwar apprehensively and exasperatedly, but much to her annoyance he just laughed)

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Later in the Day - Farmhouse:

An elaborate BBQ Lunch Party was being hosted for all the wedding guests as there was a gap day in between all the functions so Dilshad had just kept a small Dholak party instead. Asad looked up from where he was standing near the grill with all the boys sipping his beer as he heard Zoya's voice. He saw her coming out with her Aapi who was as usual scolding her and immediately looked away. Still severely pissed off at her rude behaviour from earlier. No one ever dared to behave that way with him. But this girl seemed to be going against every norm in his life and doing exactly what he wouldn't allow anyone else to.

Zeenat - Kya matlab kuch nahin hua? Asad ka ghussa asmaan chu raha tha aur tum keh rahee ho ke kuch nahin hua.

Zoya - Aapi aapke devar ka dimaagh haraab hai. BAS thats it. Unhe sirf ek hi emotion aata hai aur woh hai ghussa. Bina kissi baat ke fazool mein han mahan choti choti baaton pe ghussa karte rehte hain.

Zeenat - (warning tone) Zoya! Apni yeh bachkani harkatein band bhi kar do ab tum. Dekho, ab tum Faizan ke ghar apne Bhaiyon ke saath nahin reh rahee. So yeh zid, ghussa, nakhre sab band karna hoga tumhe. Tum ab Asad ke ghar mein reh rahee ho. Wahan yeh sab nahin chalega. Wahan tumhare Bhai nahin honge tumhari badtameezi sehne ke liye aur nakhre uthane ke liye. Aur agar tumne wahan apni harkaton se Ammi ko pareshan karna hai aur Asad ko satana hai, usse ghussa dilana hai aur tang karna hai toh behtar yehi hoga ke tum hamare saath delhi chalo phir. Yeh mat bhoolo ke main ab bhi tumhe force kar sakti hoon agar tum yunhi-

Zoya - (laughed a bitter sweet smile as her eyes filled with tears) Aapko mujhe yaad dilane ki zaroorat nahin hai Aapi ke woh mera apna ghar nahin hai jahan main sukoon se apni marzi se ji saktin hoon. Meri zindagi aise hi rahee hai. Ek paraye ke ghar se, ek paraye ke asre se doosre ke ghar par. Main jaanti hoon yeh unka ehsaan hai. Mr. Khan ka ehsaan hai ke woh mujhe apne ghar rehne de rahe hain. Don't worry. Ainda aapko shikayat ka mauka nahin milega. Main jaanti hoon meri hadein kya hain aur yeh bhi jaanti hoon ke abse mere koi bhai nahin honge. Main nahin expect karoongi ke wahan koi mere nakhre uthana toh door yeh poochne ke liye bhi ho ke Zoya tum theek toh ho? Jee toh rahee ho ya-(Zeenat was about to say something when Zoya cut her off) Don't worry Aapi. Main poori koshish karoongi ke aapko shikayat ka mauka na mile, especially aapke devar se. Door rahongi main unse. (Saying so she walked off just as Anwar came up to them)

Anwar - Kya huwa? Phirse jhagra hogaya dono behnon ka? (Seeing Zeenat's fallen face and Zoya's sad smile as she sat amongst the girls playing the dhol) Phirse daanta tumne Zoya ko?

Zeenat - Anwar, hum kaise..I mean Zoya..aur Asad ek chat ke neeche I-

Anwar - (held her by her shoulders) Zeenat. Let me make one thing to clear to you. Tum Asad ko, apni ZINDAGI ke saath aankhein band karke trust kar sakti ho.

Zeenat - Ussi ke saath trust kar rahee hoon Anwar.

Anwar - To phir bas pareshan hona band karo. Woh log larein ya jhagrein woh unka apna masla hai, unka mazaaq hai bachpana hai..uspe naraaz kyun ho rahee ho? Asad ko tumne abhi kabhi Ammi ko daantte nahin sunna (he laughed at Zeenats shocked expression and nodded) woh laad sahab to mujhe bhi nahin chorte. Zeenat Asad ko bauhat choti choti baaton pe aur bauhat jald ghussa aata hai iss mein pareshan hone waali koi baat nahin hai. Aur Ammi hain na, unki life bhi bauhat boring guzzar rahee thee. This will give her something to look forward to.

Zeenat - LOOK FORWARD TO? Are you enjoying this Anwar?

Anwar - Aur nahin toh kya? Tumne kabhi kahin kissi ko aise bachon ke jaise larte dekha hai jaise yeh larte hain? Both their ego's are ruling their minds at the moment so they're bound to fight. Iss mein itna shock hone waali kya baat hai? We can just use the whole situation to our advantage (Winked at her and she shrugged) Humne nahin Ammi ne rokna hai inka jhagra Zeenat aur Ammi ko bhi koi problem nahin hai. So ab tum PLEASE pareshan hona band karo. I know it's your favourite thing to do but please hunh. Enough.

Aisha - Arre Zoya mehndi dekhao na, rang kaisa charha hai (Zoyas smile finally returned as she showed off her mehndi design to Aisha who laughed along with her. The little girl had practically drawn all over Zoya's hands and Zoya would still have it no other way) so cute yaar. Ab mujhe bhi lagwani hai.

Zoya - You know what Aisha Aapi main bhi uss bachi ko yehi keh rahee thee ke isse dekh kar sab yehi kaheinge ke mujhe bhi lagwani hai.

Hina - (Scoffed) Chi. Yeh Mehndi? Never! So Tacky. So ungraceful. Koi bhi elegant dress pehen lo toh yeh mehndi usse ruin kardegi.

Zoya - (smiled sweetly) Woh aapka personal lookout hai. I'd rather be ungraceful than have the grace that allows me to break some poor little girls heart because it may make me look a little less elegant..hai to yeh bhi mehndi na.

Hina - Sirf mehndi nahin hai. It's a tradition. A cultural symbol. But it's okay. I guess New York se ayee ho na. Hamare culture aur traditions ke baare mein zyaada bataya nahin gaya hoga tumhe, wahaan values pe itna focus nahin dete na..(Zoya narrowed her eyes at her) Asad -

Aisha - Agar tum usse mehndi ke baare mein discuss karne jaa rahee ho toh mat jao. He's not a fan either. Can't stand the flakes or the smell. (Hina just tossed her hair and walked off as Zoya mock punched the back of her hand and Aisha caught a band aid on her wrist) Aree yeh tumhari wrist pe kya hua? (Zoya's eyes snapped accusingly in Asad's direction and she found Asad's gaze colliding with hers as soon as he heard Aisha's words. But the minute her eyes met his he looked away and Zoya smiled devilishly as she sang loudly over the Dholak making a sad and pouty over dramatic expression at Asad ensuring to catch everyones attention. All eye's were on her except Asad's who glared a whole into the grill instead even though his dimples were beginning to peak out)

Zoya - Sajan Tumse pyaar ki ladai mein..Sajaan tumse pyaar ki ladai mein..toot gayeen chooriyan kalai mein..kalai mein..toot gayeen chooriyan kalai mein..

Aahil - (joining her on the deevan next to Anaya as he grabbed the dholak from the Aunty and began playing it expertly surprising and impressing all aunties and their daughters) Jaanam tumse..pyaar ki ladai mein Jaanam tumse pyaar ki ladai mein..jaga main akela rajai mein..rajai mein..(he winked at Anaya who turned crimson before he joined everyone else in laughing and teasing the bride and groom who were also red as tomatoes)

Ayaan - Right. Jeeju Rajai se yaad aaya..aapki bachelor party ka kya status hai? Iraada kya hai? (He saw Asad, Anwar, Arsalan and his father just stare at him with dead pan faces)

Faisal - Beta status yeh hai ke bachelor party ke baare mein ABHI bhool jao warna tumhara yeh one track mind main yahin grill kar deta hoon (Ayaan smiled at him and then turned to them in understanding and winked saying they'd discuss later when Faisal wasn't there because apparently that's what he believed they were saying)

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Kasauli - Mall/Multiplex:

The kids of the haveli all exited the movie theatre laughing and discussing the movie except Naina who looked as solemn as one could these days. Her eyes were distant and unfocused and she had the saddest eye's and smile on her face, staring into the distance absentmindedly. Azlan's words from that day still ringing in her ears.

Humeira - YUCK. Azlan Bhai aajse aap aur main akele movie dekhne aaya kareinge. Inn teenon ke saath nahin..EW EW EW.

Kajol - What's so ew about a love story Humeira?

Azlan - What's not ew about it Kajla? Especially when it's a sappy..bollywood non-sensical film. I seriously felt like I lost all my brain cells while sitting through that 3 hour torture. NEVER AGAIN. You want to sneak out for dates find other wing men and women. Well keep the women just spare me.

Zain - FYI no one asked you to come. You're insecurity brought you here.

Kajol - Ya actually Azlan let me make it clear to you that HE AND I (pointing between her and Zain) are in a relationship. Not you and the two of us understand. HE is MY boyfriend NOT yours. So it's okay if you don't follow us on our date next time.

Humeira - We'll leave naina to watch over you guy's next time.

Zain - (staring pointedly between Azlan and Naina) unless some of you want to come on a double date with us (Finally catching Naina's attention but Azlan could not be more dense and he was instead checking out a girl who gave him a flirtatious smile dressed in a small cute black dress as she walked into the multiplex..and Naina found her heartbreaking further)

Kajol - Naina, are you okay?

Naina - (Naina staring at Azlan, her eyes slightly watery) hmm..

Zain - Shall we head to dinner?

Azlan - You guy's go ahead. I'll see you at home..I have somewhere to be.

Zain - (narrowed his eye's) seems to me like you have a lot of places to be these days. Care to elaborate.

Azlan - No. (shrugged making Zain roll his eye's and Azlan shook his head) There's a lot of beautiful girls who wish to me you know. I have responsibilities. (Naina quickly covered her face behind her curtain of hair as a tear fell over and Kajol shook her head)

Kajol - Come on guy's lets go. (They all walked away to the car with Zain as Naina casted one last glance in his direction only to see him completely unaware and uncaring as he got busy in his phone call)

Azlan - (walking to Asad's bike) Ya..Did she call you too? I just saw the missed calls and heard the voice mails. None of your business what I was doing just let me know what you want me to say to he- are you sure? You just drove hours the other day a- okay I'll see you (as he put on his helmet he felt someone tap his shoulder making him turn around. Seeing an inspector behind him he narrowed his eyes confusedly)

Feroz - Asad Ahmed Khan. Hmm..jiski talaash thi aakhir khuda ne usse hamare saamne laake khara kar hi diya. Kyun..ye bike tumhari hi haina..ye plate..AAK- Dekh kya raha hai be..helmet utar aur jawab de humme. Wardi nahin dikh rahee..tevar kyun dekha raha hai. (Azlan was genuinely confused AND baffled at his behaviour and he pulled the helmet off SHOCKING feroz in both a delightful and surprising way) oh ho ho..Nawab Azlan Sahab. Kya bhaag hain hamare. Aapse mulakat ki umeed nahin thi humme (staring at the bike and then back at Azlan) par aap ye Asad Ahmed Khan ki bike ke saath kya kar rahe hain? Aap jante hain unhe? Kis rishte se?

Azlan - Mera kissi ke saath kya rishta hai isse tumhara kya matlab. Main kaunsi bike ya kaunsi gaari chalaon isse bhi kya matlab. Yeh bike chori hone ka koi mukadma nahin hai so you have no purpose of carrying any sort of investigation. Yeh mat bhoolo ke tum kisse baat kar rahe ho. A fellow police officer AND the prince of this town. (stared him up and down, his arrogance seeping through making Feroz feel insulted and furious) stay in your limits. (with that he put the helmet back on and sped off on the bike leaving Feroz fumng)

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Later that Night: The entire family and some of the guests were sitting outside enjoying the bonfire as they went over a list of all the preparations needed to be made before the wedding functions officially kick started tomorrow.

Dilshad - Arre nahin nahin Najma behen. Itni mehndi kuch zyaada hi hogi. Itne toh mehmaan hi nahin hain..thori kam leke ayeega hum already Kasauli se bauhat saari le ayen hain.

Najma - Humme yaad mat dilao warna hum phirse naraaz ho jayenge Dilshad ke tumne bewafai ki hai hamare saath. Hamari jaan pehchan ka kya faida phir agar tumne apne bete ki shaadi pe humse nahin kissi aur se mehendi le li aur woh bhi itni kum. (She smirked like the classic aag lagao aunty present in all desi weddings) Ya phir iss liye yeh sab kanjoosi kar rahee ko ke kaunsa apne bete ki shaadi hai. Asad ki shaadi hoti toh to tum zyaada le leti na? (Asad who was sitting there gave her the FOULEST look and the colour immediately drained from her face as Anwars smile also vanished. Dilshad smiled at her)

Dilshad - Yeh bhi MERE hi bete ki shaadi hai Najma behen. Agar main chahoon toh 10 kilo aur kya aapki poori dukaan khareed saktin hoon apne bache ki mehndi ke liye. Par just because aapke paas paisa hai iska matlab yeh nahin ke unhe fazool dikhawe ke liye aisi cheezon pe barbaad kiya jaye..wohee paisa agar main kissi yateem ko de doon to uski du'aon se mere bete ka zyaada faida hoga. Mehndi waste karne se nahin. (Najma just gave her a sugary sweet smile)

Nikhat - Waise, Anwar ke waalid aa rahe hain kya? Shaadi pe? Ya yeh haq bhi unse cheen ne ka iraada hai aapka?

Najma - (laughed) Anwar ke waalid nahin toh Asad aur Aisha ke waalid ko hi bula letin (Asad who's face had blanched the minute Anwar's fathers mention had come up now gripped his chair with a deathly grip giving his mother a warning look. A storm brewing in his eyes and his mother tried to palacate him with her eyes.) Humne suna hai ke tumhari bahu pehle bhi shaadi shuda thi. Kya hua? Apni jaisi hi dhoondi hai kya..Ek Chori hui aurat. (Asad shot out of his seat like a raging bull, his eyes livid and his face red. The roaring thunder and the flashing lightning perfectly mimicked the storm going on within him. The 2 aunties gulped as they jumped back as soon as he had jumped out of his seat like a lightning bolt and Dilshad had caught hold of his arm holding him back while he glared them down.)

Anwar - (put a hand on the back of Asad's head as he tried to calm him down) Let it go Beta. Its not the place or the time. They're not worth it.

Asad - (glared at him) If I left it to the two of you. No one would ever be worth it. (Shaking his head he stormed off from there into the dark jungle behind their farmhouse while Dilshad and Anwar exchanged worried looks)

Najma - Kaisa jungly Beta hai tera Dilshad? Koi izzat koi tameez nahin hai.

Anwar - Jis society mein hum rehte hain..usmein survive karne ke liye end pe insaan ko jungly ho jaana parta hai. Koi kitni bhi koshish kar le Aunty..aap jaise log hote hain jo kissi ko izzat aur tameez raas nahin aane dete (he smiled brightly at her as the aunties fumed and right then the clouds opened up and it started pouring heavily. The guests all began to immediately make their way inside running and laughing through the rain. Dilshad and the 2 aunties were also going inside and had reached the veranda when an over the moon Zoya ran out followed by a hassled Zeenat)

Zeenat - You will do NO such thing Zoya Farooqui! Baarish mein naha kar bemaar NAHIN parogi tum. Get INSIDE NOW.

Zoya - (giggled) NO WAY AAPI. Itne time baad baarish mein nahane ka mauka mila hai ke aapki shaadi ki khushi dugni hogayee. We're going to kickstart your sangeet early and in style..By dancing in the rain!! (She grabbed a surprised Aisha's hand and pulled her out to dance in the rain as well as Dilshad watched them lovingly while the two Aunties visibly froze with shock)

Najma - (Exchanged apprehensive looks) Dilshad yeh-

Dishad - Yeh Zoya hai. Zeenat ki behen.

Nikhat - Tumhari bahu ki behen? (Shook her head) Phir toh tum khair ki hi dua mango?

Dilshad - (narrowed her eyes at them) matlab?

Najma - Arre, bauhat hi chalu cheezein yeh dono behnein. Hum yeh choti waali ke nikah pe gaye the. Tauba Tauba Kaazi sahab ne jab nikah qubool karne ko bola toh qubool nahin hai bolke nikah se bhaag gayee. Ch, kaise khandaan se hain dono? Yeh koi shareef izzatdaar ladkiyon ki harkatein hain. Tum toh buri tarha phas gayee. Ab bhi waqt hai. Yeh bahana banake ke tumse yeh baat chupayee gee, shaadi se inkaar kardo..warna baad mein pachtaogi.

Dilshad - (smiled) Ji behtar yehi hoga ke aap mujhe meri bahu khud chune dein aur Mere ghar ke faisle khud karne dein. Aur rahee baat Zoya ki. Toh uske nikah ke baare mein mujhe pata hai. Tab bhi main uski behen ko apne ghar ki bahu bana rahee hoon. Ab agar aap logon ne meri bhalayee ke liye mujhe suggestions de diye hoon..toh main jaon. Kal mulakat hoti hai. (She went and joined a laughing Zeenat on the other side of the Veranda from where they saw Zoya and Aisha dancing and singing in the rain to the BLARING music they had blasted on the speaker system while the 2 aunties did not look pleased at having been put in their spots repeatedly and not find success in achieving what they wanted. Lagaing Aag. But a fire was brewing nonetheless. Between two completely unaware souls who were completely oblivious to the emotions and feelings erupting in their hearts)

(Zoya and Aisha stood in the middle of the garden completely soaked as they did a rather classical and filmy dance and sang to the music blaring)

Zoya - Dil Ye Bechain Ve, Raste Pe Nain Ve..Dil Ye Bechain Ve, Raste Pe Nain Ve Jindri Behaal Hai, Sur Hai Na Taal Hai..Aa Ja Saanvaria Aa Aa Aa Aa..Taal Se Taal Mila, Ho, Taal Se Taal Mila

Aisha & Zoya - Dil Ye Bechain Ve, Raste Pe Nain Ve..Jindri Behaal Hai, Sur Hai Na Taal Hai Aa Ja Saanvaria Aa Aa Aa Aa..Taal Se Taal Mila, O, Taal Se Taal Mila

(Zoya tried to stop Aisha but Aisha shook her head vigorously..freezing in the rain and tried to force Zoya to accompany her but Zoya pulled her hand free and continued dancing as Aisha shook her head at her and ran under the Veranda leaving her to dance by herself)

Zoya - (Her love for dance and passion for dance taking her to a different world. She easily lost herself in the smell and feel of rain. The cold droplets against her body, the rhythm of the music and the general happiness within her)
Saawan Ne Aaj Toh, Mujhko Bhigoo Diya..Hai Meri Laaj Ne, Mujhko Duboo Diya..Saawan Ne Aaj Toh, Mujhko Bhigoo Diya (She slowly opened her closed eyes as her body burnt with awareness feeling his intense gaze on her again. She knew he was around her somewhere and was watching her intently but where? Her heartbeats picked up pace as she is clutched at the chain in her neck her eyes darting all around) Hai Meri Laaj Ne, Mujhko Duboo Diya..Aisi Lagi Chaadi, Sochoon Main Ye Khadi Kuch Maine Kho Diya, Kya Maine Kho Diya (Closed her eyes in frustration. Those haunted chocolate brown eyes haunting her. Who did they belong to and why did she feel them watching her constantly. Who was he and where was he..and what was this pull she felt towards him that instantly made her heart flutter and a chaos of emotions surge through her at once) Chup Kyoon Hai Bol Tu, Sang Mere Dol Tu in Meri Chaal Se Chaal Mila, Taal Se Taal Mila..O, Taal Se Taal Mila

(Asad had been sitting on the top roof of his house staring at the sky. Somewhere where he , could clearly see her from, everything about her. From the smile on her face.to the confusion in her eyes, to the outline of her body as her wet anarkali stuck to her like second skin. He couldn't understand what it was about her that kept on drawing him in like a moth to a flame despite his best efforts to stay away from her and the fact that he could absolutely NOT tolerate her. And yet, here he sat. Transfixed. He was at her mercy completely. Her eyes, her smile, her laugh, her dance..had ignited a fire so deep which even this rain couldn't put out. From the minute he had heard the sounds of her bangles and her tinkling laughter..he had been unable to look away. And he continued to watch her every move as she twirled around in the rain happily. His heart and his mind, none in his control. He could never handle his body's reaction or primitive need for MORE when it came to her regardless of how much he claimed he couldn't tolerate her. As was the case once again)


Asad - (He watched her freeze and go pale clutching at her chest over her heart as he began singing. The words erupting from his heart and escaping his mouth before he could process his own feelings) Maana Anjaan Hai, Tu Mere Vaaste..Maana Anjaan Hoon, Main Tere Vaaste (Ran a hand through his wet hair closing his eyes as flashes of seeing her in that red bridal lehnga flashed before his eyes agin) Maana Anjaan Hai, Tu Mere Vaaste Maana Anjaan Hoon, Main Tere Vaaste (He watched her spin around confused and desperate. Like a parched soul. It was HIM! That VOICE! Her eyes darted all around trying to draw him out but he was nowhere to be seen. The voice seemed to be coming from the heavens above and a little far but she couldn't see anyone..for as soon as she was about to look up Asad had laid back against the roof closing his eyes picturing a certain angel in red running across the blanket of snow at a mazaar) Main Tujhko Jaan Loon, Tu Mujhko Jaan Le..(The words sounding like a prayer) Aa Dil Ke Paas Aa, Is Dil Ke Raaste..(Looking as confused and as afraid as Zoya did now. These emotions and these feelings scaring them both) Jo Tera Haal Hai, Woh Mera Haal Hai Is Haal Se Haal Mila, O, Taal Se Taal Mila O, Taal Se Taal Mila

Zoya - (Even if she couldn't find him or see him. The sheer beauty of his voice had given her happiness like nothing else and she suddenly felt like she was walking on a cloud. She wanted to scream from rooftops and dance in joy. She couldn't understand the happiness that surged through her upon hearing that voice. It was like life had rushed through every vein and every pore of her being. Asad sat on the rooftop with his legs pulled up, an unlit cigarette in his mouth..just watching her dance. His heart at peace. His demons at rest. Content and yet burning in a fire so intense he was sure no amount of rain and no storm could ever burn it out)
Dil Ye Bechain Ve, Raste Pe Nain Ve ..Jindri Behaal Hai, Sur Hai Na Taal Hai ..Aa Ja Saanvaria Aa Aa Aa Aa Taal Se Taal Mila, O, Taal Se Taal Mila Taal Se Taal Mila, O, Taal Se Taal Mila Taal Se Taal Mila, O, Taal Se Taal Mila

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Continued in next post...

Edited by DailyDaisy - 9 years ago
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Kasauli - Asad's Bungalow - Late that Night:

In the dimly lit room pari lay half asleep in her superhero pajamas and hugging an iron man action figure to herself, looking like a small doll on the large king sized bed while an exhausted looking Azlan sat beside her with his back resting against the headboard applied strips of wet cloth to her forhead as she was still suffering from a fever. Asad sat on the other side of her with his guitar in his lap, facing her worriedly as he put her to sleep by singing her her favourite lullaby. As she would have it, in HIS voice only.

Asad - Haule haule raaton ko chupke se aaja re..Nindiya re nindiya re
Akhiyon mein samaaja re..Nindiya re..Nindiya re
(Azlan lifted his worried eye's off of Pari's face towards Asads watching him stare at Pari with worry but he also seemed lost and Azlan could easily understand from the bags beneath Asads eyes that he was singing those words and the lullaby for not only Pari but himself as well. One look at his eyes and his long relationship and history with Insomnia was no secret. Unfortunately, he had been robbed of the blessing of a good nights sleep..he looked away as Asad closed his eyes while continuing to sing) Kahin door sitaaron peh chanda ke ishaaron peh
Palne ko tere jo pariyon ne jhulaaya re..Nindiya re..Nindiya re..Nindiya re
(He opened his eyes and smiled a small eye seeing pari staring at him with half droopy eyes, her affection for him still visible through them ) Jugnu panchi pyaare pyaare Tere sapne bune (Azlan and Pari both smiled as she hugged the iron man tighter to herself smiling at Azlan before turning to Asad who encouraged her with his eyes to close her eyes and sleep) Neend bhari inn aankhon se teri..Chupke se kahte rahein..Sojaa re soja re..Sapno mein khoja re..(Pari closed her eyes immediately falling asleep) Sojaa re soja re..Sapno mein khoja re..Nindiya re..Nindiya re (After being certain that she had infact fallen asleep Azlan made a move to put away the bowl of wet strips and Asad to put his guitar down when unexpectedly pari spoke/mumbled in her sleep, catching them both off guard. Making one's heart flutter with love but also apprehension and the other's heart to break)

Pari - I love you, Chachoo.

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The Next Day - Sangeet Day:

Fajr Time - Asads Bungalow:

(Farida Bi walked into Pari's room with slow hesitant steps after having offered her Fajr prayers to check on her as usual. What she hadn't prepared herself for however was the sight that greeted her. Both her Father and her chachoo lay on either side of her curled up into her like little boys themselves. Asad holding on to her tiny hand as if it would protect him from all the dangers of the world and Azlan had one arm over her while she hugged her iron man to herself. She smiled at the sight before her shaking her head adoringly at them before she walked further into the room knowing they would have both been exhausted due to the amount of work they both handled and would have fallen asleep by mistake. She also knew they both had responsibilities towards their work and family and would need to be getting back to their own respective homes soon so she decided to wake them. She walked towards Azlan and shook him lightly..running a loving hand through his hair.

Farida Bi - Azlan beta, utho..subah ho gayee hai (Azlan stirred and his eyes opened slowly, confusion visible in them about where he was and why but then seeing Pari beside him and Farida Bi by his other side he understood)

Azlan - Damn, I fell asleep again. What time is it?

Farida Bi - Fajr ka time hai. Uth jao, (sternly) namaz parho phir ghar chale jaana, ghar waale pareshan ho rahe honge. Kuch khaoge tum?

Azlan - Mere ghar waale inn baaton pe pareshan nahin naraaz hote hain. Samajh gaye honge ke I was with a beautiful girl last night, they just don't know that I was with the MOST beautiful girl (kissing the back of Pari's hand before sitting up running a hand through his tossled hair) Thank god iska bukhar utra. I'll have a coffee Farida Bi, Thanks. (She nodded smilingly at him)

Farida Bi - Asad ko jagaen ya sone dein (Azlan's eyes snapped to paris other side not even realizing that he was here and asleep on Paris other side as well) Woh waise sote kahan hai..ab agar so hi gaya hai toh mera dil nahin kar raha usse itni jaldi jagane ko

Azlan - (watching him so sound asleep and that too so peacefully. Also noticing how tired and exhausted he seemed to be looking day after day) Sahee keh rahee hain aap Farida Bi par uthana toh parega na..uske..uske bh..(unable to say the word) bhai ki shaadi hai. He has hours to drive to his farmhouse..ab jagayenge toh subah tak pauhanch payega (Farida Bi Nodded)

Farida Bi- Tum Asad ko jagao aur naashte ka pooch main tumhare liye coffee banati hoon (She walked out before Azlan could make an excuse and have her deal with Asad instead. Azlan contemplated what to do and then not knowing what to do or how to wake him he just roughly shoved his shoulder and Asad jolted awake, flinching back from Azlan, staring at him with wild untamed eyes and Azlans own eyes narrowed with surprise finding Asads eyes filled with fear)

Azlan - Whats wrong with you?

Asad - Why..why don't you stop hitting me? What..what have I done now? Kyun maar-

Azlan (shook his shoulders confusedly) - What's wrong with you? I never hit you. (Asad seemed to snap out of some trance and come back to reality as he stared around the room and then his eye's fixated on Azlan's and reality dawned on him. He had fallen asleep and had been dreaming of that man. He took a deep breath running a hand through his hair just as Azlan had done a while ago before checking paris fever)

Azlan - Its gone down now, thank god. So I hope she will not be cranky for the next few days you're awake and hopefully you won't have to make another trip down to Kasauli. Especially not to simply put her to sleep/

Asad - I'd happily make as many trips as she wants to me. If she cries again or asks for me again don't hesitate just call..and sometimes if she gets too cranky try watching the entire Iron Man series with her. It's her favourite always makes her happy. (checked the time not noticing how Azlans eyes had narrowed at him as he started his instructions) Damn I gotta go.

Azlan - Farida Bis asking if you want breakfast (Asad stood up shaking his head) Also you should know if you're driving your bike back today that a police officer stopped me and was asking weird questions about the bike.

Asad (stared at him weirdly) - Ya it stands out in Kasauli because its expensive and no one else probably has it around here but its registered and I have all the papers so-

Azlan - Oh no that's not what he was questioning about. He was more interested in what I was doing with YOU'RE BIKE. He recognized it as yours and stopped me seems to be one of your old pals from your days on the streets. Apparently the plate number AAK001 was the plate of your old bike as well (Asad nodded still confused)

Asad - Ya but I never got into any trouble over my bike or driving. It wouldn't be in any records so - (Azlan shrugged) what's his name?

Azlan - Inspector Feroz. (Asad stared confused with no recollection of the name) Strange. (Asad nodded) wait till you hear this then. Haseen Bi, Anaya Aapis to be Saas wants to exchange some products. I told her I didn't have the receipts but she's adamant on going to the shops and talking to the managers herself. What if..what if your name comes out on the receipts on record..you don't know the kind of person she is..she will destroy everything if she gets even the slightest hint that we're related in anyway and then imagine she finds out about Pari-

Asad - WELL MAYBE (realizing pari was asleep so he hushed his voice) you should've thought of that possibility before genius. Argh I swear it's as if tum sabne kasam khayee hai mujhe tensions de de ke maarne ki. NOW WHAT. The sarees I got from our boutique is fine I can handle it I'll talk to my manager first thing but the other stores-

Azlan - I'll try to use my name as an officer to tell the managers not to let your name out, pretending it..it's regarding some case. (Asad stood up chuckling)

Asad - Sure. If your costume works, that's great. Or else (wearing his jacket) don't hesitate to call me. See some of us don't need costumes to exert power around this town. Mera naam hi kaafi hai. (He bent down and kissed paris forehead affectionately and stroked her cheek with an actual genuine smile on his face before he narrowed his eyes at Azlan) See ya. (He was walking out as Farida Bi was walking in with a tray of food) AllahFiz Farida Bi..Pari ka khayal rakhiyega. Aur apna bhi.

Farida - Arre aisie kaise? Naashta- Namaz parhi tumne? (Asad rolled his eyes)

Asad - Allah Hafez.

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Farmhouse - Anwar's Room:

Anwar had just woken up a while ago and was standing by the window in his room still dressed in his Pajamas when an exuberant Dilshad walked in carrying a garment bag.

Dilshad - Uth gaye Beta. Acha kiya..kitna saara kaam para hai kitni tayaariyan parin hain. Ek toh sab logon ke khaane peene ki mujhe itni tension rehti na (shook her head as she lay the bag on his bed) sab log ek taraf aur Asad ek taraf. Pata nahin woh utha bhi hai ya nahin..usse dekh ke aati hoon. Tum jaldi se ready hoke neeche aa jao Beta..(smiled as she stared at his beautiful black sherwani..her eye's filling with tears) mujhe to maano yakeen hi nahin ho raha ke aajse mere bete ki shaadi ki rasmein shuru hain. Can you believe it Anwar? Aaj shaam tumhara Sangeet- (She looked over to where Anwar was standing rigidly. His back facing her. He was yet to say anything or acknowledge her presence and that immediately set in maternal warning bells for Dilshad. Her heart sunk automatically as she went over to ask him what was wrong. This was the first big happiness in her life and their family after a lifetime of pain and she didn't want anything to get in the way and diminish the mood. As she stood beside him and saw his visible tension she saw him sigh and his worry lines deepen before she could even ask him what happened)

Anwar - He called.

Dilshad - He wh- (and just like that it all came rushing back to her. No doubt today she was a happy, strong and free woman. Proud mother to 3. Asad Ahmed Khans mother, owner of her own cafe and fashion line but none of that erased her past and the horrible memories that came along with it. Just like it did not erase her relationship with her ex husband Ajaz Saleem)

Dilshad - (angry tears rushed to her eyes as years of suffering came rushing back to her) Wha..why? What does he want?

Anwar - (scoffed) He wanted to wish me, for my marriage. That's the excuse he used to try and contact me this time. Kehna toh unhe bauhat kuch tha. Aapke baare mein (rolled his eyes as his face hardened and his eyes flashed with anger which was not something usually seen in them. He was such a happy, charming and calm guy. But at the moment he was livid and was un mistakenly Asad's brother) Asad ke baare mein. Par maine unhe mauka hi nahin diya. Aur bhi bauhat bakwas karni thi unhe. About how I think of myself to be better than him or above him because I have a piece of paper..a degree telling me so..about how I'll realise soon enough that he wasn't completely wrong in doing whatever he did to you because soon I'll be doing the same..(the sudden doubt in his voice had Dilshad seething with fury) to..to Zeenat. Because that's how women are and tha'ts what they deserve and because..I..I'm his son even if I don't accept it. Ammi..Ammi what if he's right? What if..What if I do turn out to be just like him and hurt Zeenat the way he hurt you..aakhir main unhi ka Beta-

Dilshad - Anwar! (She glared at him angrily as she cupped his face with both hands and made him look into her stern and determined eyes) Look at me and listen to me. This is the first and last time I want to hear these words from your mouth or feel this doubt from your side you hear me? I already have one son running from the idea of marriage because of these fears. Believing that he'll turn out to be like his father. I don't want the same from you Anwar, I can't have them from you. Tum toh mere samajhdar bete ho na..phir tum bhi?

Anwar - Nahin Ammi (held her hands over his face) Par woh-

Dilshad - He's a MAD MAN Anwar. Woh jealous hain. He's angry and he's jealous. He's angry because we FINALLY got the hell away from him and we're HAPPY..something he was never able to be. He's jealous of all the success we have seen. You have seen and most of all Asad is seeing now. He's angry and jealous that he isn't invited to his son's wedding issi liye hamesha ki tarha doosron ki khushi cheene ki koshish kar rahe hain. Forget making anyone happy Anwar. Tum jaante ho unse kissi ki khushi nahin dekhi jaati. Bas..issi liye tumhe phone karke mind games khelne lag gaye..(gritted teeth) hamesha ki tarha.

Anwar - Par Ammi-

Dilshad - Par war KUCH NAHIN ANWAR. Aaj tumhara sangeet hai..yeh hich kichane ka waqt nahin. Aage barne ka waqt hai. Unke baare mein nahin socho. Zeenat ke baare mein socho. Woh tumhara aaj hai..tumhara kal hai. Aur woh aadmi kuch nahin hai. You love Zeenat and want to marry her. Right?

Anwar - Of course Ammi par-

Dilshad - No. Phir par ki koi baat nahin reh jaati. Anwar..woh aadmi already bauhat kuch cheen chuka hai humse..don't let him ruin this as well Beta. (Anwar smiled at her and wiped her tears)

Anwar - I'm sorry Ammi. Sorry ke maine unka zikar chera aur aapko pareshan kiya.

Dilshad - (shook her head at him) I know this is difficult Beta..har Beta chahta hai ke uska baap uski shaadi pe ho-

Anwar - No. (His grip on her forearms tightened and a steely look appeared in his eyes as he shook his head) No Ammi. Not this son. Aapki kasam Ammi main nahin chahta ke woh insaan iss ghar mein, hamari zindagi mein ya meri shaadi pe aye. Trust me. Usne jo pehle meri Ammi ke saath kiya, phir aapke saath Asad ke saath aur hamare saath kiya uske baad woh yehi deserve karte hain. Akele jeena aur akele hi mar jaana. Nahin Ammi. Na hi main chahta hoon. Aur na hi woh ayenge.

Dilshad - (nodded smiling through her tears as he hugged her and kissed her head) Par unhe tumhara number baar baar kaise mil jaata hai Anwar..aur unhe tumhari shaadi ka kaise pata chala?

Anwar - I don't know how he gets my number Ammi..but he answered your other question himself. Meri shaadi ki news unhone Kasauli times mein parhi. Apparently news about my wedding was on the front page because after all I am related to Asad Ahmed Khan. He wasn't too happy about that either..aur Ammi (worry taking over his mind again) woh jaante hain hum iss farmhouse pe..yahan shehr se door shaadi karne aye hain

Dilshad - (her eyes widened and face paled aa she began panicking) Yeh..yeh achi baat nahin hai Anwar tum jaante ho na wo- (Anwar nodded vigorously) tumhe kya lagta hai kya karein..kya soch rahe ho woh kahin yahan to nahin aa-

Anwar - As much as I would want to say no. I know him Ammi. Woh insaan hamari khushiyan barbaad karne ke liye kuch bhi kar sakta hai. (Dilshad nodded knowingly)

Dilshad- Kya karein..Asad ko bataein? I think woh so raha hai par- (Anwar held her hand stopping her as she was already making a move to go..and he shook his head)

Anwar- Let him sleep Ammi. Woh waise bhi kahan sota hai. Jo thore bauhat sukoon ke pal jeeta hai..jee lene dejiye usse. Main aisa karta hoon extra security ka bandobast karta hoon..aur Asad ko hum yeh bol deinge ke ghar pe itna paisa aur jewelry hai toh main pareshan ho raha tha..

Dilshad - (nodded contemplating) I don't know if he'll buy it or not usse koi baat chipti to hai nahin but..(sighed) we'll have to. Abhi abhi rashid wala mamla aur ab ye..bechara pareshan ho jayega (Anwar nodded as he hugged her close to his chest) Allah hamari family ko khush rakhe..hum sabki hifazat kare.

Anwar - Ameen.

A little while later - Backyard:

Ayaan - No. No. No. You're doing it all wrong..It's like this..5..6..7..8. (Everyone stared at him with their jaw dropping as he posed like a girl before doing an epic performance to the song. Sensuous and on point, expressions and all.) Badi Mushkil Baba Badi Mushkil..Gore gore gaalon pe hai kaala kaala til. Aha! (Just as he did the last Aha! Zoya could take it no more and she doubled over laughing and pretty soon everyone was hollering with laughter except a not so happy Ayaan who narrowed his eyes at her) FINE! See if I care. Do your third class steps at the Sangeet tonight and let everyone ridicule you. Mere talent ki toh koi kadar hi nahin hai yahan.

Zoya - (pulling his cheeks) Awwn. Is Ms. Ayaan getting offended? Kissi ne aapke thumko ki kadar nahin ki?

Ayaan - (shoved her away) Jao Jao! Main bhi dekhta hoon kaise karte ho tum log mere bina dance? Koi nahin dekhega..tum logon ka ghatiya dance.

Arsalan - Kya matlab? Tu nahin karega hamare saath dance (Ayaan shook his head) Tu sach mein nahin karega (Ayaan continued shaking his head)

Aahil - Sach mein nahin karega-

Ayaan - AUR KITNI BAAR POOCHOGE NAHIN KARONGA NA BAS. KEH DIYA.

Zoya- (all dramatic as she held up a hand) please Asif Bhai. Usne bas KEH DIYA.

Asif - Iske kehne ki aisi ki taisi. (Before Ayaan could escape, his 3 brothers and one sister had dog piled him making him choke and gasp for air. While Aahil had him in a headlock and Zoya laughed uncontrollably at the top)

Sapna - Arre re re..mar jayega mera Beta..choro usse..Aahil...

Aahil - Nahin chachi isse kahiye ke yeh pehle apne alfaz waapis le. Kahiye isse bolne ko ke humme iski zaroorat nahin hai aur iske bina bhi hamara dance utna hi acha hoga.

Ayaan- Get.Off-

Shazia - ALLAH MERI TAUBA- (All of them froze. Holding in a breath their eyes wide) MERA BACHA!! KYA KAR RAHE HO TUM USK- HAYE AYAAN BETA TU GHABRA MAT MAIN BAS AYEE- (They all sprung to their feet at once as they saw her hurrying over much to their annoyance)

Zoya - Rehearsal! AND A 5..(glared at her brothers who remained clueless and once they finally understood she waved desperately at Aisha who was controlling the music and giggling uncontrollably she played the songs making them all bust into their well rehearsed dance to avoid a lecture. Aisha's giggling caught a rather unprepared Aahil off guard and he stepped on Ayaans foot who yelped and bumped into Arsalan who bumped into Zoya who bumped into Asif just as Shazia reached them. And unfortunately they all ended up getting an even bigger lecture than the one she had set out to give causing them all to glare at Aahil)

Meanwhile - Asad's room: Asad was standing in his balcony looking good enough to eat in his low rise pajamas and t-shirt. His hair messy and unkept as he had just woken up. The cigarette adding to his sleepy but beautiful state.

Asad - (looking out over the backyard, scowling and muttering) Badtameez ladki. (shook his head) Koi sharam koi lihaaz hi nahin hai. No boundaries no limitations. Rishton ka bhi lihaaz nahin hai. Maana ke uski behen ka sasural tha par uska toh nahin tha..koi aise dance karta hai bhala..so close t- (he couldn't even finish his childish and jealous rant because a dancing Zoya was a happy Zoya and a happy Zoya was a beautiful Zoya and a beautiful Zoya was Asad Khan's undoing. He gripped his balcony railing tighter as he watched her sway to the music with a dazzling smile on her lips. Losing herself to the beat. Her moves so carefree and graceful..so energetic and adorable. His breathing shallowed and his eyes softened. His dimples were just beginning to peak through as he sighed wishfully when he felt his cigarette being snatched from between his lips. He turned around ready to blast the offender but caught himself in time finding it to be a not so happy looking Anwar)

Anwar - (held up the cigarette) seriously? It's 11 am. Kuch khaaya peeya hai pichle 24 ghanton mein ya issi pe jee rahe ho? (Shook his head angrily) man toh karta hai ke ek (he mock slapped Asad as Asad rolled his eyes)

Asad - Are you done? Can I go shower now or-

Zoya - JEEEJJUUU!! (Asad's eyes had just snapped open wide in bewilderment as he jumped back in shock as did Anwar hearing her come storming through Asads bedroom door and then running out, throwing herself onto Anwar hugging him/choking him to death while he too laughed and patted her back affectionately)

Anwar - I see you got your delivery?

Zoya - (moved back, surprising Anwar with the sudden tears in her eyes) I did. Thank you so much Jeeju, but you really didn't have to.

Anwar - Don't be silly, Of course I did.

Zoya - Par aapko kaise pata chala ke mujhe Pizza khaana hai?

Anwar - (winked at her) Jadoo (Asad who had been horrified when Zoya had finally revealed the cause of her bizarre screaming Rolled his eyes) Tumhari behen. Kal raat se complain kar rahee hai about your complaints about wanting pizza. Drama Queen, don't tell her I said that (Zoya zipped her lips pretending to be all innocent) itna drama kar rahee thee jaise tumne Pizza nahin uska liver maang liya ho khaane mein. Besides..aapki wajah se meri shaadi ho rahee hai sali saheba (punched her face lightly) the least I could do is have my driver pick up a pizza for you.

Zoya - You're the best (kissed his cheek)

Asad - Talk about being selfish and materialistic.

Zoya - (rolled her eye's) talk about being jealous (Anwar snickered and Asad glared at the two) anyhow Jeeju (glaring back at Asad) main chalti hoon..shaam ko sangeet haina abhi bauhat saare rehearsals baaki hain. I mean not that we need it. See normally yeh function Dulhan side vs Dulha side hota hai..par..(eyed Asad up and down and both their ears turned red for different reasons. Asad's self consciously and Zoya's in awe and disbelief) jab competition hi na ho toh-

Asad - (stepped forward staring her down, a calm, collected yet confident look in his eyes) say's who?

Zoya - (laughed. Much to Asad's annoyance) Matlab aap dance kar rahe ho Sangeet pe? (Laughed even harder as did Anwar) Kaunse gaane pe Mr. Khan? Fevicol se ya Sheila ki Jawani ya phir Munni badnaam hui?

Anwar - (laughed heartedly) even I'm having trouble picturing you dancing Bhai.

Asad - (mock smiled at him) Hum ladke waale hain. Yani Dulhe waale and if I'm not mistaken Dulha aap ho. Do you want to perform on your own behalf at the sangeet (Anwar sobered up immediately as Asad turned his attention back to Zoya) and You. (Eyed her up and down. Of course he had to return the favour as she had checked him out earlier but what he ended up doing was setting a fire within himself. He clenched his fists and Zoya shuddered under his gaze..her lips quivering) it's a sangeet night. A musical night. Music & Dance.

Zoya - Aapka magtlab aap gaana gaoge? Aap jaante ho na..yahan love songs gaane honge aapko? Apni life ka gham nahin. You can't sing about your pagal pan. (Anwar was shaking his head about to correct her when Zoya beat him to it)

Asad - (took another step towards her, a muscle jumping beneath his eye) Shaam ko Dekhte hain kaun kitna pagal lagta hai.

Zoya - Ho jaye competition? Ladka Waala's vs Ladki waala's.

Asad - Main ladkiyon se compete nahin karta.

Zoya - Abhi se apni haar maanke baithe hain? (Asad was about to lunge at her when suddenly out of nowhere a beaming Ayaan appeared by his side)

Ayaan - Ladkiyon se nahin to humse compete kar le? 1 Lakh? You win I pay you. I win you pay me (Zoya nudged him) us. (Anwar hooted in response and Zoya raised a smug eyebrow at him.as Asad snatched his cigarette back from Anwar making Zoya's smile falter as she took a step away from him )

Asad - (watching her) I don't gamble or bet. (Casting one last look at the chains in her neck he stalked off making Zoya grip them taking a deep breath trying to control her raging heartbeats. One look from him is all it took to have them spiral out of control much to her annoyance)

Later that Evening:

The Sangeet function was on in full swing. The main hall of the farmhouse had been cleared and a wooden dance floor had been built with a disco ball hanging above it and different coloured lights installed on the sides taking the night and performances to another level. Zeenat dressed in a beautiful red sari was sitting on a fancy love seat with Anwar dressed in a black sherwani to the side. They looked like a match made in heaven to say the least. As the function carried through it's natural course during the evening Dilshad, Faisal Sapna rushed around tending to the guests ensuring everything was up to the mark and everyone was looked after perfectly. Asad looking his characteristically handsome self in a white shalwar kurta, with his sleeves rolled up and buttons undone matched with a fancy grey stole strewn stylishly around his neck (his black ear stud in place too) was as usual standing to a side where he wasn't easily visible and was typing away on his phone. Missing the epic performance Hina was putting on for him on Afghan Jalebi. Zeenat and Anwar laughed and joked watching all the youngsters on the dance floor especially Ayaan who had so far danced with every single and willing girl at the party.

Asad too busy typing away on his phone and not watching where he was going and neither was Zoya as she came running into the hall to get on the dance floor bumped into each other. Zoya yelped all of a sudden making him jolt backwards and hit into a pillar dropping his cell phone in the process. He didn't seem to realize or care though because the girl in his arms seemed to render him incapable of doing so. He felt his eyes roll backwards as he took in her scent. The beautiful smell of her fruity shampoo as her soft hair tickled his face. He gulped nervously tilting his eye's downward to see her gripping onto his kurta nervously..fisting it by his shoulder where she had gripped it to steady herself. She looked just as nervous and aware of their proximity as he did. His general musk and cologne were enough to kill. Too much of a heady combination for her. She trembled nervously as she raised her shy doe shaped eye's lined thickly with Kajol to look into his eye's and aside from the usual pained look they carried..the longing and softening in them had her a nervous mess. She slowly pulled back keeping her eye's locked with his not knowing what games those innocent big brown eye's of hers were playing with his heart. His hands had frozen mid air refraining from touching her but even without touching her he felt himself burn with a fire he never knew could exist. Their eye lock broke as his gaze shifted to her pouty pink lips causing her to avert his gaze shyly and close her eyes taking a deep breath. She pulled completely back from him and then hesitantly lifted her gaze to meet his for a quick second. She was running off to the dance floor again when she felt a warm hand wrap around her dainty wrist. A soft gasp escaped her lips as she held her breath. Her heart stopped beating at the current that sapped through both of them at the contact. But he had been unable to help himself. Before he had finished feeling the void her distance had left in him his hand shot out like a reflex and caught hers in hope. But it let go just as quickly and Zoya found herself pulling her arm back slowly as his grip loosened. Keeping her eyes locked with his the whole time as if hypnotized. Eventually once her arm was free she pulled back and letting out a shuddering breath ran onto the dance floor needing to get away from him to control her now pounding heart while Asad slumped against the pillar..frustratedly as he ran a frustrated hand through his hair sighing deeply to gain control over himself.

Zoya - He means nothing more than trouble..

Asad - She's nothing more than trouble..

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Continued in next post...

Edited by DailyDaisy - 9 years ago
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Part 10 Continued...

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Yet A little While Later - Asad stood by that same pillar watching Zoya enjoy herself completely and laugh freely with her brothers (Read: Zeenats dewars in Asads opinion). They danced like pagals laughing just as hard as they had dragged Faisal Sapna and Anwar and Zeenat to join them. Loud Hoots and Screams echoed through the hall as Anwar twirled Zeenat round and round.

Asad watched them all with a sad bittersweet smile. His eye's shining with adoration and longing as he watched Zoya, that anyone could see. As he saw her so happy, so carefree and all of them being able to laugh/ enjoy so much he couldn't help but envy them and feel sad for not being as blessed as them. They didn't know how fortunate they were that they could be present in this moment and be able to live it without having their demons render them incapable of peace, laughs and enjoyment. Keeping him prisoned in the hauntings of his past forever. He walked away silently after a while and Anwar smiled sadly after him. His heart breaking in plight for his brother and knowing he was helpless and couldn't help him much no matter how much he wanted to.

Asad stood outside under the starry night sky, leaning against a wall of the house on one leg. His eyes scrunched painfully. His face contorted with pain and his jaw clenched tight. His lips trembling as he fought for control. A cigarette in one hand and his drink in the other. As his demons had a go at him. Sensing the slightest vulnerability, they all came rushing to test his strength. How far could they really push him before he broke? He heard screams and cries. His mother's, his own and countless others. Raging gunshots and large blasts. Torturous and pain filled cries. Whips and belts slapping against skin as he flinched in pain and a soft whimper escaping his lips as did a tear from his eyes. A distant memory haunted him of someone screaming in a slurred voice 'Gaana sunega! Mere radio pe gaana sunega!' Followed by a young boy's scream and the shattering of a glass. Asad flinched away reflexively hissing in pain as his fearful eyes snapped open. As he visibly relaxed seeing it was only Aisha, Aisha's heart broke further. The fear she saw in his eyes as she tapped his shoulder thinking she was going to hurt him broke her heart. That same 7 year old freightened boy continued to live in this strong and indifferent man he had taught himself to be. Aisha didn't ask anything or say anything but just wrapped her arms around him tightly. Just like she intended to from the moment she saw him walk away from the dance floor understanding completely well what had happened. Asad was immensely thankful for the comfort and hugged her back just as tightly as he began to relax. He closed his eyes taking a deep breath as Aisha kissed his cheek fighting back her tears as she ran a loving hand through his hair.

As they came back in later once Asad had visibly calmed down and come back to his regular self they saw that the ladki walas had started their performance. Everyone was gathered around the dance floor as Ayaan kick started the performance with his classic Bachna Ae Haseeno dance amongst loud wolf whistles and shrieking applauses from the girls. The hoots and whistles only got louder once all the other 3 brothers joined him as well in a classic Bollywood style dance to Badtameez Dil. They were bloody brilliant that was for sure! Dressed in identical baby blue kurtas they looked and dance adorably, melting Zeenats heart. Then as they made way and stepped to two sides of the stage and the lights dimmed Asad sighed thankfully. The way his eyes relaxed and his shoulders dropped..his heart began hammering you wouldn't be wrong to guess that he had been watching the boys dance with clouded eyes and that cloud lifted as Zoya danced her way onto the dancefloor just as the beggining lyric to 'Suit tera lal rang da (Movie - Yamla Pagal Deewana 2)' began playing. She had adorned the red dupatta she had bought yesterday with Asad, over her green and purple sharara. The pants were wide legged and matched the green of the kurta and she wore a fancy purple dupatta in her neck. She did a slow and very classy, traditional dance to the beginning lyrics with Zeenat blowing her kisses from the stage.

Nain sagaai ho gayi bajjan dholakiyaan..Shaguna di rut aa gayi bajjan dholakiyaan..Ambaran de chand naal taare nach de..Jaddo nach diye tere naal kAnware jach de..Jaddo nach diye tere naal saare nach decision (As the beginning lyrics finished Ayaan stepped onto the dance floor beside her doing slow bhangra and Asad's eyes narrowed dangerously for a second before once again Zoya's dazzling smile and mischievous eyes had his heart at their mercy. He felt his heartbeats slow and himself unable to take his eye's off of her adorable bhangra moves)
Ayaan - Nachne te tere munde kar de clap..Bach ke rahi na koi kare kidnap O...Nachne te tere munde kar de clap..Bach ke rahi na koi kare kidnap (Both of them Ran up to Zeenat and pulled her onto the dance floor) Tera sona roop kAnwara piece hai diamond da..Suit tera lal rang da.. rang da..Paranda tera saanu dangda..dangda O minnataan hazaar karke..karke Ho munda tera dil mangda.. (The other 3 brothers also joined them as they surrounded Zeenat doing bhangra amidst loud hoots and cheers) Suit tera lal rang da.. rang da Paranda tera saanu dangda.. dangda O minnataan hazaar karke.. karke Ho munda tera dil mangda..
Zoya (Taking over) - Haaaye..Nachne pe mere munde karde clap
Gaaun main jo, beech mein ye karte hain rap Mera sona roop kanwara piece hai diamond da
(Zoya looked up feeling someones eyes on her and found Asad staring right at her and the look in his eyes held her captive once again. She found herself singing and dancing while staring straight into his eyes that seemed lost in her dance) Suit mera lal rang da.. rang da Paranda mera jaave dangda.. dangda Ho minnataan hazaar karke.. karke Munda mera dil mangda.. (She winked playfully right at him causing him to look away turning red at her flirtatiousness and being caught staring at her. Thankfully the lights turned off hiding his face effectively. The music stopped for a second as the stage cleared. Before the lights turned on again leaving just Zoya on the stage, her back to the audience and Asad felt his breath hitch and his fists clench on their own accord seeing her sexy back on display to him. For him it felt like it was just him and her in that moment. The fire that had ignited in him burning him to the core. As she started swaying her hips and dancing sensuously her eyes so mischievous and flirtatious and a dazzling smile on her lips. His eyes grew darker as his heart beat wildly watching her dance. She was a brilliant dancer no doubt. Adorable and graceful but sexy like none Asad had seen before. He was completely at her mercy even when she wasn't intending to tempt him. The power of his destruction resting in her eyes alone)

Zoya - Kangna kangna kangna, ha aah..Jhumka jhumka jhumka, ha aah..Paayaliya paayaliya, ha aah..Kangna kangna kangna, jhumka jhumka jhumka Paayaliya paayaliya..Chhanak chhanak ke bole, chhanak chhanak ke bole, oh (As she folded her hands behind her back and walked sexily towards the centre of the dance floor Asad averted his gaze unable to trust himself. His heart was betraying him and he didn't trust himself to look into those eyes any longer without doing something completely reckless and stupid. His brain seemed to have stopped functioning when it came to her and his senses betrayed him. Yet his eyes went flying back unable to keep off of her) Badi mushkil baba badi mushkil Gore gore gaalon pe hai kaala kaala til (She sensed his gaze on her again and she suddenly decided to test his self control. Oblivious to the fire she had ignited in him she danced around him mischievously and playfully, her eyes innocently flirting with him much to Hina's annoyance and Asad just couldn't help but drown in those eyes) Zara bachke rehna chhalie, zara bachke rehna chhalie (She tapped his nose playfully winking at him before running onto the dance floor again) Meri ada bhi hai qaatil..Badi mushkil baba badi mushkil Gore gore gaalon pe hai kaala kaala til..Badi mushkil baba badi mushkil Til pe atak jaaye aashiqon ka dil (Qatil she was for sure. The power she held over him frightened him. He was no child. He was realizing the danger this girl held for him and his heart. He was unknowingly entering a dangerous territory and he had to back off before it was too late and the fire spread too far. Burning everything in its path) (He ran a hand through his hair taking a deep breath trying to steady his accelerating and uneven heartbeats when the music changed again and Zoya smiled a devilish smile discreetly at him before donning a very innocent and angelic look) Di Di tera Devar Deewana (Asads face turned foul as everyone present at the party turned to look at him hooting and cheering Zoya on as she danced Angelicly around him making him glare at her in irritation. He was NOT pleased to say the least..not when she playfully messed his hair or nearly tripped him) Di Di tera Devar Deewana..Haye ram kuriyon ko daale dana Dhanda hai yeh uska purana arre duna arre Dhanda hai yeh uska purana arre duna arre

(Just as Asads anger was beginning to mount as Dilshad and Aisha exchanged apprehensive glances the lights turned off and the song changed to Kala Chashma and the 4 brothers with Zoya in the middle took centre stage. They all wore identical Dior shades..their performance got the loudest screams from the audience. As annoyed as Asad was for Zoya's dig at him and leg pulling even he couldn't help but watch as mesmerized as before. The way she danced, it pulled at the strings of his heart. Her smile, her twinkling eye's and her graceful but sexy moves had him awestruck. Many audience members couldn't help but dance themselves as their dance to Kala Chashma was followed by another power packed performance to a classic Punjabi wedding number Ishq tera Tadpaye'. Their moves were epic and their energy levels were icing on the cake. Especially Ayaan and Zoyas pagalpan took the performance to another level. They jumped and screamed excitedly knowing their performance was a smash hit and would be talked about for many days and weddings to come before an excited but equally teary Zeenat came running and took Zoya in a big bear hug)

Arsalan - Aww
Ayaan- HEY!! We worked equally hard, I want a hug too. (Zeenat laughed pulling him in and the other 3 joined in as they huddled together on the dance floor just as Anwar clicked a picture of them and then he raised a challenging eyebrow at Asad who looked away rolling his eye's just as Ayaan came waggling his eyebrows at Asad)
Ayaan - EK lakh. hmm. I could use it towards a trip to Thailand..or maybe Dubai? (Asad nodded solemnly as he watched workers set a barstool on the dance floor and a mic before Aisha took to centre stage)

Aisha - Well I hate to say it but Ladki Waalas..What a performance eh? (The audience/guests all clapped and cheered loudly) but..that doesn't mean ke ye sangeet ki baazi woh jeet gaye. Picture abhi baaki hai guy's. Most of you here won't know this but we have a hidden talent amongst us. A pawn in our favour and Ladki Waala's you seriously underestimated us! So ladies and gentlemen now it's time for the Ladka Waala's performance and I can assure you, you will all be left speechless. Prepare to have your hearts melted and your souls touched. Floors all yours Shawn (Ayaan spun around and stared at Asad who was still biting back a smile seeing his dumbfounded expressions. He calmly walked up to the stage between admiring glances from elders, insecure looks from young men and sultry or hopeful looks from all the girls. Sapna's mouth hung open in surprise as he took a seat on the stool adjusting his mic to get the perfect position)
Anwar - Pinch me Zeenat. I'm dreaming (Zeenat stared at him shaking her head as he stared wide eyed in disbelief not believing Asad was actually about to sing for his sangeet. Dilshad's eyes shining with love and admiration for him. Zoya just raised an eyebrow as he furrowed his eyebrows in irritation having caught her eye before looking away, still unhappy about her dig at him from earlier)

Asad - (cleared his throat awkwardly as he adjusted his guitar around himself having it plugged in before looking up at his brother, clearly very nervous, uncomfortable and a little afraid) So, most of you have probably never heard me sing or probably don't even that I do sing and trust me you would never be hearing me saying all this or sing EVER if it wasn't for my brother. Bhai, you know this is only for you. For your happiness, for your wedding. So ladies and gentlemen, I hope you will not want to completely kill me and I will be able to do some justice to these words and these songs. This is a compilation of some of the most pure and most beautiful love songs out there and they are dedicated to the bride and groom. My OLD Bhai and my new bhabi (he smiled a sweet smile at her and Zeenat's heart melted as she joined Anwar in gazing at him in adoration. He looked towards his mother who blinked reassuringly at him and then taking a deep breath he closed his eye's sending up a small prayer before beginning to strum his guitar.

(For Asad's performance it is along the lines of https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=069DX0SDdD4 - Even though I have tweeked it a bit but this is the inspiration.)

Asad - Aankhon ke panno pe (Zoya who had stepped out of the house as she received a phone call visibly froze as soon as he had started singing. That voice, the pull in his voice, numbing her. Her breathing erratic and her heart beating wildly as she spun around in fear and frustration. Her eyes filling with tears of helplessness. She seriously believed she would go crazy if she didn't find the source of that voice. She looked around and realized it was coming from inside the house. Without sparing another thought her feet began carrying her as fast as they could towards the house, through the glass doors and down the corridor into the main hall. As she entered it she ran into the centre of the room and stopped dead in her tracks. Her face paling in disbelief as she started putting 2 and 2 together and coming to terms with the truth. Him! Akdu! That was all him?! That song by the mazaar on her first day in India, The Challa Guy and Taal last night it was all HIM??!!! This Akdu could sing so beautifully? It was his voice that had been haunting her this whole time. She let out a shuddering breath as her whole body erupted in goosebumps as realization dawned on her. Her heart became heavy with emotions and her breathing become shallow as he sang on and she continued staring at the wonder before herself. The moment was perfect. He was perfect in that moment. The moment would be eternal for her. An eternal memory. His white kurta, the way it clinged to him outlining the muscles of his bicep as he strummed his guitar so beautifully. His hair that flew in the cold breeze coming through the windows. His eye's closed at the moment but she could almost see the intensity and passion in the choclate brown eye's hidden behind those lids. Certain the intensity in them would chill her to her bone if she gazed into them. And his voice..she put a hand over her wildly beating heart as she listened to him sing) Maine likha tha sau dafaa..(He opened his eyes smiling slightly at his brother and bhabi who gave him such bright smiles in return he was sure he had made the right decision..and he felt his nervousness die down considerably) Lafzon mein jo ishq tha..Hua naa hothon se bayaan..Khud se naraaz hoon..Kyun be-aawaaz hoon..Meri khamoshiyan hain sazaa..Dil hai yeh sochta..Phir bhi nahi pataa (his eyes snapped open as quickly as he had shut them again as an angel in red. An image that had been haunting him for days..ran across vast fields of white..making him hitch his breath for a quick second before the words kept flowing from his heart out of his mouth) Kis haq se kahun bataa (His eye's lifted, seeked out and locked with the angel in question..as his heart began beating just as wildly as hers..and she continued struggling to breath..the moment too intense, too overwhelming for her) Ke Main Hoon Hero Tera..Ke Main Hoon Hero Tera Ke Main Hoon Hero Tera Ke Main Hoon Hero Tera (He stopped drumming for a quick second before his fingers began strumming again and words began flowing out without any conscious effort on his own part. They were just feelings hidden in his heart at that moment that he himself would never voice but when he stared into those big brown eye's his heart and everything else about him was no longer his own. They were all including he himself at her mercy) (Their gazes locked in a passionate embrace as he continued singing and Zoya continued staring at him in disbelief and awe. As he heard an appreciative low clap in the room..he snapped out of it as did Zoya who looked to the ground gasping for air and he forced a smile at his audience again changing the song) Chookar mere man ko..kiya tune kya ishara.. (but his eyes seeked hers again, automatically) Badla ye mausam lage pyaara jag saara..chookar mere man ko kiya tune kya ishara..Badla ye mausam lage pyaara jag saara (Asad could see the confusion and the questions, the disbelief in her eyes even if he couldn't understand it. She hesitantly dared to bore into his eyes again but was unable too and looked down again taking in a deep breath as he looked down too focusing on his song) tu jo kahe jeevan bhar..tere liye main gaon..tere liye main gaon..mere geeton mein..tujhe dhoonde jag saara..chukar mere manko kiya tune kya ishara (As appreciative murmers began spreading around Zoya too couldn't help the smile that slowly formed on her face for as Akdu as he was..no one could deny he had a magical voice and he sang absolutely beautifully and she joined others in staring at him in awe as he sang. It was a sin that his voice wasn't known, that he kept this gift hidden from the world. She was sure his voice could be the hope half the world craved these day's. His eyes closed again as again an image of a certain angle in red haunted him making him change his choice of song to the first words that rushed his heart as her image came before his eyes.) akash ka sunapan mere tanha mann mein..payal chankati tum aa jao jeevan mein..(he slowly opened his eyes looking straight into hers. For both of them in that minute it was just the two of them. Subconsciously everyone else had drifted away. She shuddered as his voice suddenly became a little slurred and more intense as he directed the words straight at her..she shook her head at the sheer beauty of the voice and the words,overwhelmed) sansein dekar apni..sang geet amar kardo banjao meeth mere meri preet amar karlo..(looking down again..as the truth in the words caught up to him threatening to take him down the dark alleys of his past) jag ne cheena mujhse..mujhe jo bhi laga pyaara sab jeeta kiye mujhse main har dum hi haara..(as everyone began clapping along to the beat ..surprising Zoya and him as they came out of their bubble Asad closed his eyes not knowing where this night or this performance was headed any longer. Why he was singing, what he was singing or who he was singing these words for) tum haarke dil apna meri jeet amar kar do..ban jao meeth mere, meri preet amar kardo..honthon se chulo tum..mera geet amar kardo (he continued strumming the guitar for a few seconds as Zoya too folded her arms and closed her eyes relishing the heavenly voice playing games with her heart at the moment. She didn't fight it or debate/mull over it. She just let it be. Surrendered and lived the moment) Kahin door jab din dhal jaye saanjh ki dulhan badan churaye..(in a small whisper) chupke se aye..mere khayalon ke aangan mein..koi sapnon ke deep jalaye..deep jalaye..kahin door..kabhi to yeh jhag ghoomi bhojal saansein ghar ayeen baithi baithi jab yunhi yaadein..kabhi machalke pyaar se chalke chue par mujhe koi..nazar na aye..nazar na aye.kahin door jab din dhal jaye saanj ki dulhan badan churaye..chupke se aye..(changing the song..amidst loud appreciative applauses from elders) Yaad hai mujhko..tune kaha tha..tumse nahin roothonge kabhi, dilki tarah se aaj mile hain kaise bhala chuteinge kabhi..(slow, slurred whisper) meri bahon mein beeti har shaam..(taking it up a note again) bewafa yeh bhi kya yaad nahin..Kya huwa tera vaada woh kasam woh iraada (opened his eyes looking directly at Zoya watching her as she stood there..beautiful under the dimly lit room. In a world of her own clearly enjoying the beauty of the songs and the love hidden in the words. If only he knew it wasn't the song but the singer that was responsible for her current state. Nonetheless his eyes fixated on her beautiful face and the small serene and blissful smile playing on her lips) Bhulega din..jis din tumhe woh din zindagi ka aakhri din hoga..kya huwa tera vaada..(As Zoya slowly opened her eyes..he lowered his..lost in strumming the guitar as she gazed at him..in wonder..as he began singing again) Shama kahe parvane se..pare chala jaa (staring directly at zoya..unintentionally singing for her) meri tarah jal jaega yahaan nahin aaa..woh nahin sunta usko jal jaana hota hai..har khushi se har gham se begana hota hai (the hall erupted in an uproar and cheer as he sang the next verse..touching the chords of Zoyas heart right along with those on his guitar as he sang the next words and the dazzling smile that erupted on her face was evidence enough that she was a fan!) pyaar deewana hota hai mastana hota hai..har khushi se har ghum se beghana hota hai..(Finally he managed a small genuine smile at the happy couple) Yeh jeevan hai..iss jeevan ka yehi hai yehi hai yehi hai rang roop..thore ghum hain thori khushiyan..yehin hain yehi hain yehi hain chaon dhoop..(closed his eyes again..as an image of Zoya in the mazaar flashed before his eyes again) main pal do pal ka shair hoon pal do pal meri kahani hai pal do pal meri hasti hai pal do pal meri jawani hai hoo main pal do pal ka shair hoon..(finally, he managed to look up and lock eye's with Zoya again and she beamed brightly at him..and the words escaped his mouth before he could ponder over them) kabhi kabhi mere dil mein khayal aata hai..ke jaise tujhko banaya gaya hai mere liye (the same wishful and longing gleam in his eyes again) ke jaise tujhko banaya gaya hai mere liye hai..(closed his eyes as he saw her eyes twinkle and a dazzling smile erupt on her face as she gushed over his performance with Aisha) tu abse pehle sitaron mein bas rahee thee kahin..tu abse pehle sitaron mein bas rahee thee kahin..tujhe zameen pe bulaya gaya hai mere liye..kabhi mere dil mein khayal aata hai..(he slowly opened his eyes and noticed everyone ready to applaud him as soon as they got the signal it was over so he quickly spoke into the mic) this one's for all those fortunate souls who were blessed with love in their life. Love that (looked towards Zoya) heals, love that completes and love that chills you to your bone. (Smiled and Zoya's heart skipped a beat as she bit her lip turning red and looking down even when he wasn't looking or directly talking to her) Basically this ones for all the fools like my brother..(Anwar smiled at him with pride in his eyes as Asad closed his eyes and strummed his guitar again) Wise men say (The hall erupted in cheers and hoots, especially from youngsters and girls who all looked about ready to faint..but Zoya was just numb. Frozen. She was reeling with such overwhelming feels..her heartbeats erratic as he sang the words to one of her most favourite songs) only fools rush in..(Asad picturing the angel in red, the girl dancing in the club and the girl dancing in the rain..the girl getting her mehndi from that little girl in the market..the girl with the most enchanting laughter as she hozed him down..her brig brown mischievous and rebellious eyes that filled him with life and her tears that had stabbed his heart at the mazaar) but I can't help..falling in love with you..(hearing the cheers he opened his eyes..and saw Anwar and Zeenat take to the dance floor. He smiled but his face was full of fear as he looked in Zoyas direction and saw her staring right back at her) shall I stay..would it be a sin..if I can't help falling in love with you. (He averted his eye's as he saw something flicker in Zoya's eyes and he was too afraid to see what it was. What if it were hope..or..or something else he wasn't ready to give her) Like a river flows surely to the sea darling so it goes..somethings were meant to be.. (Closed his eyes as the scene at the mazaar where he had first seen her flashed before his eyes again..his faltering steps..her angelic face..her eyes) take my hand take my whole life too..cuz I can't help..falling in love..with you...(he opened his eyes again and his gaze fell on her as he watched her looking at Anwar and Zeenat adoringly, gushing and smiling over them..and his voice lowered as the words left his mouth wishfully and longingly) oh..take my hand take my whole life too..cuz I can't help..falling in love..with you...(Zoya looked over at him and tossed her hair arrogantly trying to keep her pride as the Ladki Waala and not realize or accept the fact that she had actually just fallen in love with him in these last few moments. Just as the crowd erupted in cheers and applauses, whistles and wolf whistles (courtesy Ayaan) and Dilshad and Anwar were making a move to go hug him, emotions..pride..pain..love taking its toll. Asad surprised them yet again as he was joined by Aisha on the dance floor and the DJ gave them some music)

Asad - (smiled at Aisha who smiled warmly back at him as she danced around him and he sang) Dholak mein taal hai..Payal mein chhan chhan Hoye dholak mein taal hai (everyone cheered louder than before as he and Aisha began dancing..Dilshad and Anwar's mouth hanging agape as even the Farooquis cheered now..clearly the night belonged to the Ladka Waalas and no one could argue that fact. Zoya watched the love between their family in awe) Payal mein chhan chhan (Aisha danced up to the bride and groom) Ghoonghat mein gori hai..Sehare mein saajan..Jahan bhi yeh jaayein..Bahaarein hi chhaayein..Yeh khushiyaan paayein..Mere dil ne dua di hai mere yaar ki shaadi hai mere yaar ki shaadi hai (Pretty soon everyone, all the guests joined them on the dance floor even the Farooquis and the Ladka side Vs Ladki side debate was long forgotten. It was now all about togetherness, celebration and joy!)
Asad - Pyaar mila, preet mili mere yaar ko Badi pyari jeet mili mere yaar ko Khush hai jo dil maine mehfil Ho khush hai jo dil maine mehfil Geeton se saja di hai..Mere yaar ki shaadi hai ..Mere yaar ki shaadi hai
Anwar - Haar nahin, jeet nahin jahan pyaar hai Jismein haar jeet ho woh kahan pyaar hai..Haar nahin, jeet nahin jahan pyaar hai Jismein haar jeet ho woh kahan pyaar hai (Pulled him into a tight embrace as emotions took a toll on him..lovingly running a hand through his hair) Lag ja gale yaar mere..Arre lag ja gale yaar mere Maine dil se sada di hai..Mere yaar ki shaadi hai Mere yaar ki shaadi hai
(As Zoya looked around at them hugging and then at her own brothers, joking, laughing and dancing together as their grandmother rounded money over their heads to protect them from the evil eye she couldn't help but have her eyes fill with tears. She turned around to find Zeenat watching her. She smiled at her as Zeenat narrowed her eyes questioningly and then walked over to her cupping her face as tears fell from her cheeks)
Zoya - Saathi, sakhiyan, bachpan ka yeh angna Gudiya, jhoole koi bhi to hoga sang na..Chhupaaungi aansu kaise bheegenge kangna (Joined her forheads with Zeenats as Zeenat covered her hands with with her own and let her own tears flow) Saathi, sakhiyan re.
(Anwar smiled a sad smile at them as did everyone in the room as they watched the exchange. Asad's eyes fixated on Zoya's face and her tears before he averted his gaze and this time it didn't go flying right back because he didn't have the heart to look into those eyes or see those tears. He had seen them once at the Mazaar and they had pained more than the knife that stabbed him that same day and NEVER again did he want to see them..(little did he know he was slowly going to become the cause of them)
Anwar- Saathi sun le bole jo yeh angna (both sisters moved back watching him in surprise as he smiled at Zoya, kissing her forhead before hugging her to his chest)Yeh man, jeevan pyaar ke hi rang mein rangna Hans degi teri choodi, khankenge kangna (clinked her arms together) Saathi sun le re (Everyone with a heart in the room couldn't help but feel happy/sad for the family as they watched the love between new relationships and heartbreak in the old one, but eventually the emotions were getting too much and were beginning to dampen the mood of the memorable and dhamakedar function. Luckily Ayaan was there to save the day)
Ayaan - OYE CHAK DE PHATTE!! (And cheered again as the DJ played some tunes and everyone began crowding the dance floor busting a move)

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Continued in next post...

Edited by DailyDaisy - 9 years ago
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Part 10 Continued...

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The Next Day - Mehndi:

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In the morning Zoya was watching a video on her iPad out back lost in her own world, staring dreamily at the screen a little pink in the face..when her ipad was rudely snatched from her hands by Zeenat as she raised an eyebrow at Zoya staring between the ipad and Zoya..as Zoya turned red.

Zeenat - Are we that impressed Ms. Farooqui?

Zoya - Wh- What do you mean impressed?

Zeenat - I mean, Maana ke Asad ka performance BRILLIANT tha aur woh bauhat acha gaata hai..par internet pe daal dena..don't you think it's a bit much?

Zoya - M-..Maine kahan daala..video toh sapna chachi ne daala..main toh bas..main toh bas dekh rahee thee ke..ke aap aur jeeju kaise lag rahe ho video mein..

Zeenat - Kyun? Baaki sangeet ka poora album kam par raha tha? Woh 2000 photos kam thin jo tumhe iss 4 minute ke video mein zyaada pata chal raha hai?

Zoya - Nahin W-

Anwar- Zeenat. Tum phir sata rahee ho meri saali ko? (Zeenat rolled her eyes as Zoya beamed bright snatching the iPad right back from Zeenat)

Zeenat - Meri kahan aisi himmat ke main aapki saali se kuch kahoon.

Anwar - Good. Honi bhi nahin chahiye. Ab jao jaldi jao Ammi bula rahee hain tumhe (and the trick worked just as he wanted it to because Zeenat went running off inside worrying about why Dilshaad was calling her and Anwar laughed taking a seat beside Zoya excitedly)

Zoya -(giggled) Kya huwa Jeeju aap aise bachon ki tarha kyun behave kar rahe hain?

Anwar - Bachon ki tarha behave iss liye kar raha hoon Saali Saheba kyunki aaj bachon jaisi feeling hi aa rahee hai..

Zoya - Matlab?

Anwar - (smiled with a wicked gleam in his eyes) Maine ek bauhat hi kamal ka plan banaya hai.

Zoya - (also equally excited) Kaisa plan?

Anwar - See, meri aur Zeenat ki shaadi yun achanak itni jaldi ho rahee hai ke humme shaadi se pehle courtship..dates..woh sab karne ko nahin mila. I mean jo maza shaadi se pehle date pe jaane mein hai woh baad mein kahan. Aur chupke se date pe jaana..jab aapko date pe jaana ya dulhan se milna mana ho..toh (shook his head excitedly) ab dekho kal hamari shaadi hai aur aaj raat ke baad humme milna allowed nahin hai..toh-..(waggled his eyebrows at her suggestively) maine usko yahan se door..ek lambi long drive aur candlelight dinner pe le jaane ka plan banaya hai..

Zoya - How romantic..

Anwar - (nodded) Romantic na. Par yeh tabhi possible hai agar mera Cupid yani tum mera saath do. I need your help.

Zoya - Really, with what?

Anwar - Ghar Waala's. Woh log toh zeenat ke kamre ke bahar pehra laga ke baithe honge, unki nazron se kaise bachake main le jaon Zeenat ko? That's where I need your help. I need you to somehow cover for us at home taake sab ko lage ke Zeenat apne room mein so rahee hai aur main apne. Kissi ko kaanon kaan habar na ho. Tumhe kya lagta hai..yeh..yeh kar paogi tum?

Zoya - (smiled devilishly) Mujhe lagta hai Jeeju ke aap abhi tak Zoya Farooqui ko theek se jaante nahin ho. Main iss dunya ka KOI BHI Kaam kar sakti hoon..yeh toh phir do budhe logon ko milana hai (Anwar raised an eyebrow at her and she giggled)

Zoya - Don't worry..kaam ho jayega. (Anwar smiled affectionately)

Anwar - Thank you saali sehba (ruffled her hair and kissed the top of her head as he got up) I love you.

Zoya - (smiled brightly) I love you too. (as she watched him walk away her smile faltered a bit as she looked back to her iPad and at the calendar..tomorrows day which was marked with an X and sighed sadly as her eye's filled with tears and she looked at the grand farmhouse before her. All this would end tomorrow. The celebration, the joy, the festivities. The halla and the gulla and the wedding. And with it her family. Her aapi would leave to her 2 day honeymoon before going to Delhi and her brothers would go to their own home while Zoya would go to a complete strangers home. How unfortunate was she. From one strangers home to the next. No house and no 'family' of her own.)

Zoya - Kal Kasauli lautte hi main apni talaash shuru kardoongi Abbu. (A determined look on her face) Main aapko dhoondke hi choorongi.

Meanwhile Inside:

Asad came and took his seat on the table and actually smiled for once.

Asad - Biryani. Just the way bhai makes it.

Anwar - That's because Bhai did make it. (Smiled back at him) Tumne kal mujhe itna acha surprise diya..mujhe laga I should return the favour.

Ayaan - (fell onto a chair) Oh please, unhone apni biwi ko impress karne ke liye biryani banayee hai..woh bhi subah 8 baje uth ke. Lagta hai inhe abhi bhi doubt hai ke shaadi hoigi ya nahin..kahin aapi last minute pe inkaar na kar dein.

Anwar - Asad ke liye banayee ho ya Zeenat ke liye in any case TUMHARE liye toh bilkul bhi nahin banayee hai toh tum yahan kya lene aye ho? Why are you at the table?

Ayaan - Arre? Aunty, yeh kaise badtameez bete hain aapke..inhe koi manners nahin sikhayeen aapne..

Asad - Aur uncle aapne apne is nalaik bete ko yeh nahin sikhaya ke jab koi shart harta hai toh jo shart lagi thi usse poora karna hotah hai? Ek lakh koi zyaada bari rakam to nahin hai. I'm sure aapka woh nightclub itna successful toh hoga that you can give me a lakh without going bankrupt. I'm think of taking a trip to Thailand or Dubai. What do you think Ayaan?

Ayaan - What I thinkm I can't say openly here. Mere abbu ne mujhe itni tameez sikhai hai ke main ladies ke saamne gaali nahin deta.

Arsalan - (laughed) HA HA. Joke of the day.

Asad - (dead serious face) No I'm serious, I want my 1 lakh (Ayaan showed no interest) warna tumhe Mukkah Ahmed toh yaad hoga na? I'm sure you don't want to get acquainted again (he bit back his laugh as Ayaan sputtered and babbled all over the place)

Faisal - Mukkah Ahmed Khan?

Asad - It's a common friend of ours. No Ayaan? Actually jab hum pehli baar mile toh usne hi humme introduce karvaya.

Faisal - (raised an eyebrow) Mukkah Ahmed Khan? This person is named Mukkah Ahmed Khan..(Asad clenched and unclenched his fist pointedly)

Asad - Yes. Mukkah Ahmed khan. Yeh naam aapke bete ne hi diya tha.

Aahil - Matlab yeh tumse bhi maar kha chuka hai..TAB BHI asar nahin hua?

Ayaan - Tumse bhi se kya matlab hai bhai. Inhi se maar khayee hai maine. Aap sab ki maar ek taraf aur iska mukkah ek taraf. It was my birthday party..I got a little excited...

Asad - (raised an eyebrow) A little? He had painted his face purple and had glow sticks in his neck. He came up and screamed in my face and I punched him. Knocking both him and his party right out (Everyone laughed at Ayaans not so happy face) and unfortunately he woke up more deranged than he was before and somehow appointed himself as my best friend from then on.

Asif - He is very clingy. Almost feminine in his clinginess and need for love. Amongst his many other feminine qualities (Asad laughed standing up)

Asad - Lakh Rupees. I want it by tonight. Thanks for the Biryani Bhai. (He smiled a smile at Anwar before leaving)

As he was walking away from there talking on his phone..he nearly bumped into Sapna who smiled warmly at him again..

Asad - (narrowed his eye's at her) Yah, I'll make sure I call her tonight. I will be back tomorrow anyway's so I'll come see her soon..yah..okay tonight. Tell her I promise. (He lowered the phone)

Sapna - Good Morning beta. (Asad frowned at her) Mashallah Kal tumhari performance..mujhe toh pata hi nahin tha ke tum itna acha - (Asad as usual side stepped her and walked out only to stop as he nearly collided with General Tahir who did not look happy upon seeing him. He was frowning and staring him down. Asad attempted to side step him as well but the General called out to him unable to help himself)

General - Suno. (Asad stopped and turned around)

Asad - You talking to me?

General - (stepped up to him rather irritatedly) Yes You. Asad Ahmed Khan. (Glared at him, as if tempting him to make some sort of move but Asad just gave him a calm rather cocky poker smile in return and the general shook his head) I know you. And I can see right through you, through this facade of yours. You can try and fool everyone. Fool everyone by this act of respect, hard work, integrity and honour. Fool everyone by singing some mushy 70's love songs because thats all your generation cares about. Superficial stuff. But I know you for who you really are and these acts and facades of yours don't fool me. Bank mein kitne bhi paise aa jayen, kitni bhi izzat kama lo naam kama lo andar se tumhari asliat nahin badalne waali. Aur asliat mein tum ek sadak chaap- (stopped himself from speaking further as he saw Zeenat walking in the corridor a little far off) A low life thug. A gang banger. (Shook his head) Jo sasti daaru aur sasti cigarettes ke liye kissi se bhi chori kar sakta hai (Asad just stared at him with a cocky smile..tongue in cheek)

Asad - Toh aap yeh sab mujhe iss liye suna rahe hain ke maine "CHEAP" cigarettes aur daaru churaya ya phir iss liye kyunki maine woh Cheap cigarettes aur daaru ek army officer se churaya aur woh mujhe pakar nahin paaya?

General - (stepped forward trying to intimidate him but he didn't even flinch) One day. I promise you, One day I will get you and that day you will pay for ALL your sins. You should be thankful that Zeenat is my bahu and not my beti. Bahu ke maamle mein main kuch bol nahin sakka iss liye tumhari asliat jaante hue bhi uski shaadi Anwar se ho rahee hai otherwise trust me this relationship was doomed from the start and your brother would have you to thank for it. But trust me, if it were my daughter instead (he shook his head threateningly) You'd be sorry you ever laid eye's on her. You AND your family.

Asad - (Making a point. He pulled out a pack of his expensive imported cigarettes and exaggeratedly slowly put one between his teeth as he fished for a lighter in the pocket of his jeans..seeing him glare at him with pure hate he wore an innocent smile and offered the box to him) Want one? I swear..they aren't cheap or stolen. (The man just shook his head and walked off muttering about badtameezi and what not under his breath as Asad glared after him as well lighting his cigarette and taking a long drag as he closed his eyes breathing deeply)

xxx

Precap - Ajaz Saleem's entry (Asad's step father), Robbery in the wedding house..and the blame goes on? Any guesses?

xxx

xo - DailyDaisy!
Edited by DailyDaisy - 9 years ago
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Hey Guy's! As promised Part 10 is updated today. This is legit my favorite part because the scene of Asad singing at the Sangeet is LEGIT my favourite scene in the whole fanfic to this point (the medley of old and new love songs). I included a link of the compilation from where I got the inspiration just to give you an idea of how I imagine him to sing it. Casual, slow tempo and freestyle. I did edit it a bit, added different songs and omitted many from the actual compilation.

The next part will be the last of the wedding and they will be returning to Kasauli at the end of the next part and the story will progress forward. I really hope you enjoy this part (and the coming parts). PLEASE leave comments guys, especially all you silent readers and LONG comments. I highly appreciate them.

Thank you to EVERYONE who takes time out to leave such sweet comments. They are so encouraging! Here's hoping that you all enjoy the story even more once the actual MAJOR plotline kick starts from part 12 tying the past, present and future together!

xo - DailyDaisy!
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Originally posted by: DailyDaisy



<font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif">Thank You..nearly broke my fingers in the process but I wanted to post as much as I could! Malik as Asad mentioned is his Godfather. He is a close friend and you can say the only well wisher who was there for them in very dark times. That is all I can say for now. Remember in one scene with Farida Bi Asad says something along the lines that someone saved him but unfortunately it was already too late..😉! But I will clear the relationship completely later on. Happy you're liking the AsYa dynamic. They are both infatuated but "hate" each other. How is one to deal with that! </font>

<font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif">Lol, Pari has a lot of people confused. Just hang on a little longer you will find out who she belongs to but HOW you'll have to wait a little longer.</font>

<font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif">The Haveli and royal status belongs to the Khans. The Siddiquis exert power over them because they have something to hold over them (which will also be revealed later) and the Khans are spineless so they take all the B.S. Happy you're liking the Asad and Azlan dynamic I can't wait to write more on their bromance..and I too love Zoya! Hope you enjoy the next part!</font>



I can't wait for the updates. I'm addicted!!

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