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Hello everyone!!
Okay yes I have disappeared from the forum due to my schedule but a few of my friends asked me to write something and they even gave me a particular hint of what genre they would like to read but unfortunately that particular OS is under construction. However this song you see as the title is trending and yesterday it was like you switch channels you would get this particular one everyone and like suddenly all of a sudden I wrote this...so its not something planned or something still hoping you like it!
Of course all my readers must be missing my Rasmalai's banner but she is busy and I will get from tomorrow, so the banner would be updated later!
Ae Dil Hai Mushkil...
I stared at my surroundings, everything lit up, decorated like a new bride and the mob full of the cream crowd. Now matter how royal and beautiful it all seemed but I felt every peice of furniture, the people mocking at me, laughing at me.
I felt a cool sensation on my palm and looked down at my hand being adorned by Heena. I was surrounded by a group of ladies who were merrily chirping about the brides henna, actually me after all I was the bride to be! I was getting engaged tomorrow and my family wanted me to look like a perfect bride after all I was the only daughter of my parents, who is no less than a princess for the whole Farooqui clan. 'Farooqui' I chuckled, mocking my life. The surname that gave me my identity, the lifestyle I had, freedom and everything anybody would ever wish for, but then it snatched away my love, him from me because I was a Farooqui and he was a mere nobody.
Tu safar mera
Hai tu hi meri manzil
Tere bina guzara
Ae dil hai mushkil
The lights were dim, the hall basked in the golden haze, when the melody fell into my ears. I snapped my eyes in every direction, once again I hoped that he was here, I wished earnestly that he would be here, he would call me out, embrace in his warm embrace but all my desires came crashing down when I saw the DJ playing it and many of the couples dancing to its tune. I sighed, shattered inside just like everytime he wasnt here, it was just his voice.
A tear drop fell as I heard the song. Ae Dil Hai Mushkil it was my favourite of him, everytime it fell into my senses, I felt that it was just for us, he sang it for me, for us. I felt him around me, there was a pain in his voice, that I wanted to wipe out, I wanted to feel that warmth again, I felt as if he wanted to convey me so many untold tales, calling me out to hold his hand, promising a happily ever after. But I can only assume, I dont know if he remembers me or not, it is one complete year, I last saw him, felt him. I closed my hazels, letting the song play havoc with my senses.
I opened my eyes and my glaze flew up to my would-be-fiancee's direction. He smiled at me, but it vanished as soon as he registered the look on my face, he grew concerned, he gestured me if I was okay and I nodded, but he wasnt convinced I can bet. Was I looking so transparent? Was my inner self so bare? If it was why only he saw it why no one else?
The ladies were done applying heena and left while I sat drying my hands. I felt the mattress dipping and I looked up to see my would be smiling at me, holding a glass of water. The same would be whom I hardly knew for a few days and was about to get married to. He held the glass in front of my mouth and I sipped while he slowly whispered 'we need to talk' amongst the awestruck aunties who were gushing how cute we were. I nodded at him slowly and he blinked in assurance.
Tu hi duaa main shaamil
Tere bina guzara
Ae dil hai mushkil
Although I tried my best, but we both failed to escape for we were the center of attraction. I could faintly hear all the songs my love sang in the background. He was a mere creature last I met him but now he was not only a successful business tycoon but a singer too. I closed my eyes and prayed for him
'I dont know what future beholds for me or us, but Allahmiya always keep him happy and blessed.'
Finally after an hour or two I had the opportunity to peel off the dried Heena. My cousins helped me with my dress till my room and then left me alone. I harshly rubbed the dried heena, almost scratching my palm as then cried my heart out clutching the sink, breaking down. Composing my self I wiped my tears when my gaze onto my palm, although it was the letter 'R' engraved in it yet it seemed like 'A'. I gently traced it and then looked up to find my fiance, Rehaan standing and staring at me through the mirror. He nodded and went outside. Straightening myself I followed him who was staring out of the window, his back facing me.
'You love someone else?'
I stared up at his back shocked, how can he study me so well?! He gestured to continue and I narrated.
Mujhe azmaati hai teri kami
Meri har kami ko hai tu lazmi
I met him in college. Something about him pulled me, he was silent, reserved, hardworking, a complete introvert and a complete mystery to me. He always remained aloof, never wanted to be talk or smile, but I forcefully entered into his life, turning it upside down. I was a complete contrasting personality. We were together for various projects and activities and I wanted to explore the mystery and I never knew when I fell for him. His past was heart wrenching, but I never sympathised instead I encouraged him to work harder, live life along and held pure concern for him. He came from a small family yet it was one of most beautiful set of people. According to him I was his sunshine, his angel who brought him out of his cocoon, who made him smile, who made his family happy, I was a blessing for him and he loved me more than anything. He was sacred that what if just like his father left his mother, the destiny planned something for us and lest I knew the fears I was trying to wipe out would come true!
Junoon hai mera
Banu main tere kaabil
Tere bina guzaara
Ae dil hai mushkil
I finally revealed that I loved him to my parents although they were reluctant at first but then were happy but however their looks turned stern when they came to know about his economic status. Yet I forced them to meet him once and they agreed, although they were impressed but the status kept bugging them and slowly were the restrictions posed on me. I tried convincing yet they were firm. Things grew worse but I can't blame them they were concerned about me, every parent want his or her child to deserve the best and they were no exceptions, for them their whole world resided in me. I grew scared, what if something influenced him because of these arguments and slowly started drifting apart. I knew my father was worried about me and he would go to any extent to protect me. I ignored meeting him, attending his calls and from my sources I came to knew he was getting restless and worried. I know I was committing a crime, pushing him back to his shell but I had no other options.
And one day it all ended! I was again in an argument cum convincing my parents, things were getting heated up and lest I realized he heard it all.
He finally mustered courage to come at my place, concerned about me and he eavesdropped the whole conversation!
I ran behind him and he walked and I knew he was crying. I turned him around and hugged him with all my might. We both sobbed and parted away. I cupped his face and wipped his tears and he kept looking at me. I tried convincing but he paid a deaf ear to my pleads and at last he placed his hands on my cheeks and pecked my forehead.
'I will be back the day I deserve you and your love, the day I would make sure you have everything you desire, every single happiness'
He left me, with the moistness on my forehead and that was the last I saw him!
I ended with a whisper and disclosed the identity of my love while Rehaan looked at me.
Yeh rooh bhi meri
Yeh jism bhi mera
Utna mera nahi
Jitna hua tera
On the other corner of the city, he traced her photograph leaning on his car and smiled. His Angel, his love, his sunshine, his smile, his breathe, his life, his Zoya. The one who taught him to love, to feel to be loved, to smile, to live. He saw her an year ago when he promised her. Now here he stood with everything he achieved. The business tycoon, the singer, the celebrity! He had everything, a happy family, prosperous life, fame and name yet his life was incomplete because she was missing.
The journey wasn't easy, in fact toughest especially when she wasn't there with him, but he had his family, his mother, his siblings, her smiles, her words, her memories and that was enough for him to be determined and focussed. Although his heart craved for her presence yet he did only for her. His everything was for her and he was only hers. He smiled pulling the photograph closer. He never knew he would fall for someone someday, his life would be turned upside down by someone, his world would ever revolve around someone else apart from his family. Love changed him so much that he wasn't able to recognize himself.
Tune diya hai jo
Woh dard hi sahi
Tujhse mila hai toh
Inaam hai mera
He closed the door and leaned back on his seat sighing. The journey till here was the most difficult phase of his life, yet it was for her, for him, for them. He was ready to accept every single hurdle for her happiness even if it requires him to be away from her forever. He knew she was getting engaged tomorrow, his heart flipped at the mere thought of it but he swallowed the huge lump and decided if it makes her happy he will leave her.
Mera aasmaan dhoondhe teri zameen
Meri har kami ko hai tu lazmi
But today he will confront her first. He somewhere hoped that she still loved him but without any confrontation and communication he wouldn't come to any conclusion. May be she was waiting for him or may be she moved on. Only she can answer all his queries but the mere thought of her made him smile. He would be seeing her after one whole year! The excitement bubbling in him was unexplainable in words. He drove to her house where the function was hosted.
Zameen pe na sahi
Toh aasmaan mein aa mil
Tere bina guzaara
Ae dil hai mushkil
Rehaan sighed and nodded as I looked towards him. He came up to me and wiped my tears
'I will try my best Zoya, just wait for him...'
He whispered and smiled patting my cheeks.
'What if he doesn't remember me anymore, he never comes back?'
I voiced out my fears although my heart denied it. Rehaan smiled at me.
'Only time can tell, I will try my best to postpone the dates...if he comes then its good... Or else...'
'Or else?'
I looked at him and he smiled at me and left the room. I followed him outside and went back to the hall. I don't know what will happen but I was relieved that I had Rehaan with me now. May be not this time, some other time we would be together my love.
My heart went frantic suddenly, a different emotion erupted in me as if something was about to happen.
Rehaan kept blinking in assurance and it kept encouraging me. Finally it was time for everyone to leave. The guest already left and Rehaan's family moved out giving us space.
Rehaan smiled and playfully said
'Dont worry! Everything would be fine, trust me, Main hoo na!'
I smiled and hugged him. I needed a friend at this moment and Rehaan proved to be one.
'Thank you so much Rehaan and I trust you'
I parted back and wishing me farewell,he turned but I stopped him
'Tum ne itni asani se na kyu kardi?'
He smiled I knew but didn't turn
'Na nahi ki hai Zoya, bas tumhara sath deraha hu. It is an arrange marriage for me too and honestly I like you but then is nikah me sirf mere hone se kya hota hai, I want a happy life for both of us and it isn't possible with only me being in this marriage...so its better to clear out things...and who knows meri life me bhi koi adventure ho!'
He said and left leaving a dazed me behind. Yet the uneasy feeling never left me.
Maana ki teri maujoodgi se
Yeh zindagani mehroom hai
Jeene ka koi dooja tareeka
Na mere dil ko maloom hai
I entered my room, still wondering about the turn of events. I was exhausted and this uneasy feeling wasn't ready to leave me. I looked at my hands, the heena carved was turning into darkest of shades. I walked up to my wardrobe and pulled out the various outlets of magazines that had his picture and smiled at them. each moment that passed, every second made me realize that I was drifting apart from him. I shut my eyes to avoid that turmoil and carefully placed the photographs inside.
The only sources of light in the room were the dim lighted lamps and the moonlight. I walked up to washroom and splashed some water to cool down my eyes that were burning and my head that was aching. I wiped my face with the towel and decided to change into something comfortable.
My heartbeat went too wild, I could almost feel my heart in my mouth. I stumbled and clutched the sink again as I felt dizzy. I clutched my lehenga and gathered courage to walk out.
Tujhko main kitni shiddat se chahun
Chahe toh rehna tu bekhabar
It felt too dark, only the golden daze masked the whole surrounding. I decided to switch on the lights but before I could I was pulled with a force and my back touched the wall. The next moment I felt a hand clasping my mouth. I shut my eyes in fear but then I felt something different and I opened my eyes to collide with another ones, that seemed so familiar and I gasped at recognition. They had that intensity, those same emotions which my eyes held. They stood facing each other, and a sudden gust of wind broke their trance.
Mohtaj manzil ka toh nahi hai
Yeh ek tarfa mera safar safar
Khoobsurat hain manzil se bhi
Meri har kami ko hai tu lazmi
I looked at him stunned. I suddenly felt so light. He slowly removed his hands and I stood under daze. Was he really here or again I was imagining?
'Asad?'
I saw him nodding at me and I touched his face, my breathing hard. A complete year and he was here, I finally threw my arms around him and felt him wrapping his arms around me. Clutching his coat I pulled him closer and he did the same. I let out all my tears and hiccups. I parted back and looked at him who mirrored the same emotions
'I thought you...'
I started but he interrupted
'I can never forget you Zoya..'
I smiled and then continued tears flowing freely
'Itni Der-'
' Tumhare Kabil banne me waqt lagaya Zoya'
Asad whispered in a hoarse voice and cupped my face while I shook my head
'Main tumhare Kabil nahi hu Asad, tum pehle bhi aaj bhi aur hamesha perfect rahoge, mujhe tumhare saath ke alawa kuch nahi chahiye Asad , kuch nahi!'
I whispered and he pulled me in another hug, I clutched his coat tightly. None of us wanted to stop today, letting the tears cascade down freely, we were together that mattered.
Adhoora hoke bhi hai ishq mera kaamil
Tere bina guzara ae dil hai mushkil
We broke away, he pecked my forehead and then joined our foreheads.
I was still clutching his coat and his hands on my cheeks.
'Asad?'
'Hmm?'
'Sabko kaise-'
'Shh we are together right, everything will be alright!'
I smiled and again closed my eyes just like him staying in the same position.
'Zoya?'
'Hmm?'
'Ek saal me kaise?'
'Kya?'
'Tum ek saal me itni..'
'Ha bolo Asad-'
'Budhi kaisi hosakti ho?'
My eyes snapped open. Here I was expecting him to compliment me and he was. I smacked him hard and he held my heena adorned hand and pecked it. I smiled
'Asad?'
'Burai karne wali ho?'
'No!'
'Then?'
'Tum gaate bohat accha ho'
'Sach?'
'Hmm'
' Tere pyaar me kya kya na bana meena, kabhi kutta kabhi ehem ehem'
'Chee you and your stupid jokes...and I am not Meena.."
'Yes you are my Zoya!'
'Tum bilkul bhi emotional aur sensitive nahi ho na? Stupid har baat me joke!'
I smiled at him and he whispered
'I love you Zoya..'
I tip toed and pecked his forehead
'Tere bina guzara ae dil hai mushkil'
He smiled and hugged me back...
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Tantananan
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