CHAPTER 1 Illusion or Reality Abbu... STOPPP...
Abbu slow down, you know na I am the worst in running. Come on Abbu, you can't let your princess run like this, it's hurting-I shouted
But he seemed unaware of his surroundings, he sped up his pace and fear gripped me, he was vanishing into the dark. I couldn't see him anymore.NO... NOT THIS TIME. I can't let him go like this. But he was long gone, I felt the same loneliness creeping inside me. NOOO...
I woke up sweating to the shrieking alarm clock. My heart was beating faster than usual and it took me a while to realize that I was dreaming. It felt so real that I misjudged it to be reality. Tears blurred my vision when it dawned on me that I was alone in this crime and lies filled world and there was no Abbu to make me feel safe like it had been. No I won't start crying again. With that made up mind I glanced around my surroundings, I was no longer in my pink painted Disney heroines pasted room but within four grey painted walls, the color very well suiting my current life. I wasn't at my home in Bhopal but in my newly bought villa in Mumbai . Well I am alone here except for the maid who would come everyday to help me with household chores . I like doing things my own but my uncle here feels like I can't so sends her to me. I couldn't oppose because it took a lot of time in persuading him to let me stay alone. At the moment I landed here he was so excited that he wanted me to stay in his house . I love him and I appreciate it. But for how long? A life time.. No I can't burden him. I have made a decision that I am not going back to Bhopal nor am I going to Australia to live with my mom and my step dad. No I shouldn't think about her anymore. She is not my mom. The mom I knew wouldn't have ever married anyone after my father's death. FOR GOD's Sake, she LOVED HIM. At least she had said so, but it was all fake... Bloody FAKE...I took another resolution-not to think about her. With that I went to the washroom to start my day. Somewhere deep inside, judging by the beginning, I knew that it's gonna be a long day indeed.
After getting into my formal white shirt and black pencil skirt, I dashed towards the kitchen to grab a sandwich and coffee, my morning breakfast. Stella, the maid had took a leave today. Since I didn't have time to make anything else, I found solace in my coffee and sandwich. Gulping down the coffee in one go(Who does it?? Well being the weirdo I am I does it since sipping is very time consuming )and munching the sandwich, I made my way to office. To say I am late as usual. It wasn't a surprise because it has been long since the nerdy, punctual Zoya had taken a back seat. Amidst all the chaos, it was my indulgence in what I love made me live. I work as an editor in The Hindustan times. It's something that I have always wanted to do.-voicing out my opinion on the changing world and to do as much as good I can do with my strong weapon-Ipad.Well in this world who uses paper and pen now.. With all these thought I drove to office in my new car(a gift from UNCLE, I am not that rich to afford a car my own. I have already wasted enough on the house).
When I stepped into my cabin after wishing my colleagues I could sense something wrong. I felt the air turning heavy. So I took a long breath before settling in . I got interrupted when my phone rang, it was the chief asking me to provide information on all what I know on something to someone who will be reaching my cabin soon. I replied a 'sure' and hung up wondering what and who it would be. Seems like it's someone with good reputation or else chief was against outsiders. My chain of thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door to which I soon answered with a come in & & & & & & & & & & & & & & & & &
TIME STOOD Still .
IT WAS HIM...
When I had dreamt in the morning I so wanted it to be real, right now when I am facing the reality I want it to be dream.
I couldn't believe my eyes.. When I was feeling totally weird since morning, not in my wildest dreams I saw this coming. I just want the earth to swallow me right now. Allah Miyah what's wrong with you??? Can't you show a little mercy on me?? - Why it is always me?? When I felt like my life is going back to normal why are you making me feel like nothing is normal nor it will be ever.. why did you sent him to me when he is the last person I want to meet on this whole wide planet... What bad had I done right now?? What did I do to come face to face with Asad Ahmed Khan after so many years. One look at him made my heart flutter, he was still the same, the same chocolate brown eyes which I had loved to drown in, his perfectly sculpted features that every girl would fall for(just like me) but something seemed different of course he wasn't the 16yr old teen boy anymore.. He was a grown up man, one of the youngest successful architect of the country . Yes.. ASAD AHMED KHAN, my school crush, the only one who made me feel things up was standing in my cabin, asking me for help . Gritting my teeth, I asked him to take a seat. After looking at me with confusion prominent on his features, he settled himself in the chair. So you are?? - he asked me his lips turning into a smile.OMG his dimples.!! Oh don't go there Zoya. You are forgetting his deeds,my mind scolded the heart. That's when I remembered it ,our first meeting.
It had been a pleasant day for nerdy Zoya(that's what the whole school called me). I can't blame them though because I was what a perfect nerd was. I had round spectacles, I was always trying to get A's., and whenever I went missing everyone knew where to find me in,the library ofcourse.I never had friends it would be better to say that no one dared to befriend the boring. So my friends were the fictional characters who emerged from the dusty books. Well every new academic beginning was something I waited for. I waited for new kids to befriend. It was such a year. I had passed with full A's and now I am in 9th grade. I entered the class and took my usual seat. Like always no one was interested in sitting with me. A while later when I glanced around I saw that Tanveer bitch smirking at me. Allah miyah I hate her. Not daring to look at her again, I took out my chemistry text knowing that I had it first. Soon I heard the class turning silent, I could say Mr Clifford might have entered the class judging by the silence. I glanced up to see him with the new kids. But to my sorrow there were only two and both were boys. But one caught my attention, the brown eye wala . He was extremely handsome. If looks could kill then I would have been dead then. It was his turn to introduce first and the whole class was looking at him with admiration. Of course Zoya it's not only you who found him hot but all did. I looked at him after glancing at Tanveer who had a dreamy look on her face as if she had just got a letter from Hogwarts. I so wanted to kill her, my thoughts were interrupted by his husky voice. I am Asad Ahmed Khan, he had said. So he was a lion, I smiled at my thoughts. After that I didn't hear anything that he spoke as my mind was into his dimples which I so wanted to touch after I discovered it when he smiled in between. At that time something made me feel like we are gonna be best of friends and I started my dreaming section. But I was proved wrong later. After introduction Mr Clifford had asked all to take a seat. The other one went and sat in the back. Feeling elated I moved to one end to make a seat for Asad. The whole class had seen this action of mine except him and he had gone to sit near Tanveer.She smiled at him and he returned it. Soon after the whole class broke out laughing at me including Tanveer .The lion, not knowing the reason for the sudden laughter, joined them showing his cute dimples. Later Mr Clifford had to shout SILENCE to make them stop. I had tears welling up in my eyes. I wanted to cry. Wanted to hate him but it didn't stop me from falling for him further. Hello, where are you lost Miss?And he broke my chain of thoughts. He didn't seem to recognize me. WELL who remembers the NERD...no one does. At that moment embarrassing school memories flooded my mind, all the insults, all nicknames, all the pitied looks I got after my father passed away. There I was again beginning to cry over my loss. Not caring about the special order from my boss to help Asad with whatever I know, I stood and yelled at him GETT OUT... Before tears could make their way to my eyes, I spared a glance at him&&&..One look at his anger filled eyes, I regretted FALLING FOR HIM...
Edited by Chocochip... - 8 years ago
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