#2 - AsYa FF: Mohabbatein - Part 28 - Page 130 - 31/01/18! A/N Pg 132! - Page 45

Mann yeh saahib ji...Jaane hai sab ji, Phir bhi banaye bahaane...

Asad slowly guided her back down onto the swing and unsure about his actions the entire time, with his mind telling him to STOP this craziness and get out whilst he can lowered himself down on the swing sitting before her too. Their eyes dancing a tango of their own. Their hearts busy drumming a different pattern altogether in their chests, and their ragged breaths singing a completely different tune as well.

Naina nawaabi ji...Dekhe hain sab ji..Phir bhi na samjhe ishaare

Zoya watched confused, startled and defensive, slightly breathless as Asad carefully observed her hand with as much concentration as if mapping out an architectural blueprint (which he was) or an artistic masterpiece, it seemed when his mind had made a sound decision he raised his eyes, seeking permission of some kind or see if Zoya retreated or became defensive, but she couldn't even if she wanted to (which at this point was just a lie she was telling herself)
Mann yeh saahib ji haan karta bahaane...Naina nawaabi ji na samjhe ishaare (na samjhe ishaare)
Zoya gasped softly as she felt the cold henna on her hand, her eyes widening with even more shock as she finally understood what it was he was doing. She couldn't believe what her eyes were seeing or what was happening but there he was before her, artfully and carefully holding her hand as if it were the most delicate thing in the entire world and was artistically designing as much of a delicate henna tattoo onto her hand, all the while looking up into her eyes every now and then..
Dheere dheere, nainon ko dheere dheere Jiya ko dheere dheere, bhaayo re Saibo..Dheere dheere, begaana dheere dheere...Apna sa dheere dheere, laage re Saibo
Unable to get the right angle to continue designing further down her hand, Asad absentmindedly gripped her arm and tugged slightly so she could change her angle, but Zoya who was sitting just as absentmindedly ended up losing her balance as she got startled and fell forward onto him, her lips grazing his face right next to his lips, missing his by just an inch. Both their eyes widened, and the exchange left them all the more restless and breathless and aching for more, their hearts begging for restraints from the invisible chains the two had binded themselves with.
Surkhhiyaan hain hawaaon mein..Do dilon ke milne ki...Ho.. arziyaan hain nazaaron mein..Lamha yeh tham jaane ki
Finally, Zoya managed enough courage and strength to move back and put some respectable distance between them, and look him in the eye again. But all that happened, was that their breathlessness increased with each second and each inch of gap created between them.
O kaisi huzoori ji yeh lab dikhlaaye
Their hesitant eyes, made eye contact and only took them further to the point of no return. To the land of temptation and sin. The desire to just give in and let their heart fulfill it's deepest and darkest desires. To for once, let go of morals, principals, the knowledge of right from wrong and the care for society and just live in this moment. Where it was no one but the two of them and a whole lot of desire.
Chuppi laga ke bhi ghazab hai yeh dhaaye
The both of them gulped nervously as their eyes continued to linger upon each others lips. Zoya bit hers nervously and Asad found his suddenly more parched than ever before.
Dheere dheere, nainon ko dheere dheere
They raised their suddenly darkened, suddenly more longing eyes back towards each other, just as unknown to both of them Asad's fingers delicately began darting around Zoya's wrist, slowly and carefully moving aside her chooriyan from her forearm so he could, as he remembered somewhere in the back of his mind, continue the henna design further down
Jiya ko dheere dheere, bhaayo re Saibo...Dheere dheere, begaana dheere dheere...Apna sa dheere dheere, laage re Saibo
and then Zoya's heart nearly stopped beating. Her breath hitched and her eyes widened this time in total alarm and panic. As she finally realized not just what she had once again allowed herself to feel and dream of but what Asad was doing, what she had let him do all this time when she wasn't in her right senses.
Saibo... Saibo...Dheere Dheere... Dheere Dheere
and then he felt it. She knew he felt it before he himself did for his eyebrows furrowed long after she had closed her eyes in frustration over her own stupidity. She tugged her arm back just as Asad lowered his eyes to see exactly what the rough surfaces he was touching were. But Zoya would have none of it. The more he tried to tug it towards himself, the harder she tried to pull it back.
Zoya - (accepting the fact that he was much stronger than her and she wouldn't be able to pull her arm free she spoke in a rather broken voice, her eyes filled with pain and tears) please, don't. (That's when Asad's grip subconsciously loosened around her wrist, enough for her to pull it back, because his heart jolted in panic seeing the intolerable and excruciating pain and tears in her eyes, a sight he couldn't tolerate)
Asad - Zoya, what..let me - (he tried to pull it free but she struggled against him, not allowing him to)
Zoya - (unintentionally, screamed. All she wanted was for him to get a clue and leave her alone but in her own fright and panic she didn't even realize when she ended up screaming and worse, hitting him. Her fingers smacked across his face due to the sheer force with which she snatched her hand away) I SAID, NO!! LEAVE ME ALONE Mr. KHAN! (She sat frozen, as did Asad, both in shock and utter disbelief over what just happened. Zoya's heart beat a mile a minute due to the adrenaline and fear of her actions whilst Asad's beat more and more heavily along with his building rage. Finally, when his anger boiled over his own head, to the extent that he himself didn't know how to control it no longer he gripped the henna cone in a deadly and disgusted grip and flung it over the railing of the terrace before stomping away from her without sparing her a single glance and slamming the bathroom door behind him, making Zoya wince at he did. Anger radiated off of him in waves. He couldn't remember the last time he felt this angry. So angry, he felt like his brain would blow due to the rage he was feeling. In the hopes of letting off some steam he punched the wall in frustration repeatedly because the truth was just like Zoya he too was more mad at himself. For allowing himself to give in, lose control, walk down the same treacherous path of DOOM AGAIN, despite knowing better. Angry with himself for allowing her to have that kind of control over him. For making a difference to him in the slightest. How did he allow this to happen? WHEN DID HE ALLOW THIS TO HAPPEN? Zoya had quite similar thoughts running about in her head as she sat on the same swing under the beautiful night sky crying herself senseless, with her head buried in her hands.)

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Haveli:

The girls watched with baited breath standing behind Ayaan, whilst the guys stood behind Azlan, as they finished a game of cards...All watching as they both put their cards down, showing no signs of fear or worry; they both seemed rather overconfident. But alas, Zain and Azlan watched shocked as all the girls cheered for Ayaan who smiled bright..
Arsalan - We told you, don't play any sort of game with this guy. You will only lose. Pictionary, cards, poker, board games, you name it...oddly anything but video games he will beat u at it.
Kajol - BUT HOW!
Naina - (laughed, smirking as she purposely placed a flirtatious hand on Ayaan's shoulder, much to both Humeira & Azlan's dismay) It's not that Ayaan's that good, it's just that...(not even looking at Azlan and Azlan's temper was on the RISE big time) others are just that bad
Ayaan - (smiled back just as flirtatiously) Once again, Madam, I agree 100%. (Winked at Naina who 'fake' blushed and Azlan's rage knew no bounds. He wanted to break every single one of Ayaan's teeth he so shamelessly shined at Naina)
Humeira - (equally enraged as Azlan, she tried to be discreet but failed miserably as she bumped into Naina so that Naina would remove her arm from Ayaan's shoulder as she walked over to take a seat before Ayaan. Everyone stared at her oddly wondering what was wrong with her and her strange behaviour but she pretended like she hadn't just done that) (smiling a little too brightly at Ayaan even though he didn't play her the slightest of attention) But HOW, that's what we all want to know. How can Ayaan win every single kind of game we've played in these last 2 hours?
Ayaan - Well...(eyed Azlan out of the corner of his eye for a few seconds before turning all of his attention right back to Naina, completely ignoring both him and Humeira because that's what their value was to him) Well, you see when I went to study in London, Asad was my roommate and we were both messed up pretty bad, by our family and (eyeing Azlan again) friends (Azlan's face was RED. With anger & JEALOUSY. He was so not nor would he ever be ready to hear how Ayaan and Asad became friends after Asad and Azlan's friendship ended. How Ayaan replaced Azlan.) and more than me, Asad was pretty badly screwed. For the first few weeks we barely talked, we just played one game after another and slowly after losing a shit ton of money to that bas***d (Azlan unknowingly flinched as Ayaan called him that) I got the hang of all the games. When I finally got him to open up and he started telling me his life story; how his dad abandoned him and his family, about his abusive step father, neglecting family members, FAKE friendships that broke him (Azlan tried but failed miserably to hide the pain, rage and jealousy within, his eyes said it all. Zain who could see this put a hand on his shoulder for support knowing Azlan may not be able to control himself and may end up punching Ayaan who no longer was his brothers annoying best friend or Zain's annoying step brother. He was his brother-in-laws brother.) I took advantage of his distraction and learnt all his moves, actually mastered and perfected them thereby besting them and I used them against him. I used his tricks to beat him and all of you...
Naina - (laughed) some friend you are...
Ayaan - Hey Missy, I take great offence to that. I am a great friend, just ask my man Asad, he'll vouch for me...
Humeira - (batting her eyelashes at him, which he didn't even see) I'm sure he will...
Kajol - Waise Jeeju, agar aap chahein toh hum sab neeche jaake Anaya Aapi ko upar bhej sakte hai phir aap aur woh akele upar baithke khel sakte hain, I know of a really good game you could play.
Azlan - (muttered) it's House House. These have been playing the adult version since they were 3! (Kajol flung a pillow at him)
Naina - (waggled her eyebrows) So Jeeju kya bolte ho? Iss kholi fiza main, inn sitaron ke neeche..kya aap Anaya Aapi ke saath ghar ghar khelna chahoge...
Ayaan - (leaning back in his chair, flirting with Naina again) Main khelna chahoonga, Aapke saath. (Humeira could take no more and in a fit of rage stormed away from there)
Kajol - Arre isse kya huwa?
Zain - (frowned) probably just tired after the drive...
Aahil - (cleared his throat, paying more attention to his silent phone than the conversation happening around him) Yah I'm pretty tired too, think I'm gonna hit the bed.
Arsalan - (meaning something completely different, which all the Farooqui's understood) You're sure right?! After all, tomorrow is a BIG DAY (Everyone had their eyes on Aahil, the Haveli kids not understanding the hidden meaning behind Arsalans question and they wouldn't either, because without answering Aahil walked away, silent & subdued not sure of what tomorrows sun held in store for him.

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The Other Haveli:

Zoya - So yeh hai, Maryam, Mashallah (jumping onto the bed next to her) yeh Dulhan toh kuch zyaada hi sundar hai (smiling at Maryam who continued to stare at the bedspread before her, unresponsive) check kiya na tumne Mehnaaz, hamare dulha bhai abhi tak dekh sakte hain, andhe toh nahin hogaye Maryam ki khoobsurti se...
Mehnaz - Agar aapke woh shehri baabu ab tak nahin hue toh hamare dulha bhai bhi nahin honge...(Zoya's smile died on her lips as she understood what Mehnaz said or what she thought she had said at least)
Zoya - Kya Matlab?
Mehnaz - (laughed) Kuch nahin, Aap ayee main aapko aapka bistra dekha doon (Zoya nodded, and turned her head back to Maryam but was surprised to see her as unresponsive as before. She couldn't shake the feeling that suddenly sank into her seeing Maryam sitting like that, so sullen, so stiff so motionless. Her eyes lifeless.)
Zoya - (coming off the bed, whispered to Mehnaz) Sab theek toh haina? Maryam, I mean woh aise...woh khush haina iss shaadi se?
Mehnaaz - (clueless as to what was truly going on here) haan baaji aap kaisi baatein kar rahee hain, meri yeh saheli toh hai hi aisi. Abhi filhaal thak gayee hogi aap kal subah millijeyaga tab tak toh woh theek hogi, aur waise bhi na hamare gaon ki dulhaniya hoti hi aise hain, (walking out of the room with her) Sharminda aur chup chup, aap bhi kabhi try keejiyega aap pe chup bauhat suit karega...(Zoya giggled loudly in response to that)

Part 21 Continued...

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The Next Morning:
Asad threw an arm over his eyes, to prevent the sunlight from seeping in and destroying his blissful sleep. He couldn't remember the last time he had slept so peacefully and calmly without any demons raging a war within him (little did he know, that it was the calm before the storm). But the sunlight kept bothering him regardless. Until suddenly it stopped. The sunlight irritating his eyes, diminished considerably. Asad turned over to lay on his stomach, and his eyes cracked open just a bit. He didn't know if he was hallucinating and imagining her again or if she was actually there but there was her beautiful face peering at him from in between the dupatta someone had pinned up on the clothing line to stop the sunlight from disturbing him directly, and he was smitten again. A ghost of a smile appeared on his face as he struggled to wake up completely. The gentle swish and swash of the water back and forth, the birds chirping and the gentle winds were lulling him back to sleep. It seemed like a beautiful day. It was a beautiful day and it was about to turn into one of the most beautiful days of his life. The day before possibly one of the worst days of his entire existence. He was willing himself to fall asleep when the beautiful melody of someone's payal broke whatever sleep he had remaining in those eyes. He opened his eyes and saw a blurry figure dressed in orange and pink running towards the staircase of the terrace. The sound of her payal sounding like music to Asad's ears. He stretched his arms and legs and yawned tiredly as he finally decided to wake. It was a good thing Zoya was no longer standing there peering at him and his naked chest which she so shamelessly gawked at and was a huge fan of for she may not have been able to handle it. She was having a hard enough time taking in the sight of a peacefully sleeping, shirtless Asad with tousled hair. Talk about the most beautiful, serene and perfect thing you have ever laid eyes on. For Zoya that was how she would describe the sight of Asad sleeping. Serene. There was something so beautiful, so innocent, yet so tragic about him. The sight left her just slightly breathless. When she could take no more, she had done what she did best. She ran, following the girls who she had followed upstairs. Asad finally spotted what Mehnaaz and Shehnaz had come to do upstairs. Deliver his beloved coffee. His family had come to experience first hand since he was 14, what would happen if he wasn't given his cup of scorching hot coffee just the way he liked it first thing in the morning and with all the wedding preparations and tensions in the house they didn't want the added stress of a Cranky Asad. Asad, thankful for the coffee, hoping it would do the trick and wake him up for good, picked up the cup and walked over to the railing whilst inspecting it carefully. He was shocked to find that for once, he had no errors or mistakes to point out in the cup. It was perfectly clean. Perhaps even TOO clean. He shrugged, rather impressed and sighing deeply as he took in the breathtaking view of the lush green fields and clean river flowing behind his Haveli he took a sip of his coffee. God, he could get used to this peace & quiet. But his eyebrows furrowed in the next moment and he stared at his coffee cup strangely. There was something different about it. Something that was so familiar and yet so alien to him. Something that no-one else but (and a beautiful full blown grin erupted on his cheeks. One that made his dimples shine bright and his eyes twinkle just in the slightest) she could've managed. Just thinking about her, realizing that she had cared enough to make such an effort, that he meant enough for her to care to do something literally 'so sweet' for him had his treacherous heart beating wildly as he smilingly for once, took a giant sip of his sugar filled coffee he had so come to love. Of course only if it held the secret ingredient, the magic touch of Zoya's hand.

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The other Haveli:

The elders all gathered around the front foyer, which looked in onto the dining room where the only one still left at the breakfast table was Haseena, still stuffing her mouth greedily and disgustingly with the wide variety of breakfast options left for her to choose from..

Maya - (unable to just stand there and laugh like the rest of the Haveli women, she controlled her laughter enough to muster enough courage to talk to Haseena Bi) Haseena Bi, chaliye naa, aap bhi hamare saath walk pe chalein, hum aapko hamara gaon dekhayen.

Haseena - (speaking trough a mouth full, food practically falling from it) Nahin Nahin Aap jao, hum ghar ke andar hi theek hain. Waise bhi lagta hai baarish hone waali hai.

Maya - Arre halki si baarish aap ko kya kahegi, zara khudko dekhein toh sahee aap, kitni sehat hai aapki mashallah (the girls only laughed harder at this as Maya glared at them trying to make them stop and Javed glared at her to make her stop her antics but she just smirked back at him)

Suleman - Waise bhi hamare gaon ki baarish main na naha lena sehat ke liye kaafi acha hota hai, hum sab issi baarish mein bheegte hue barre hue hain aur mashallah sab theek thaak hain...

Azlan - (eyeing Razia) I think that's an overstatement (Suleman followed his eyes and chuckled merrily)

Javed - I'm assuming you kids don't wish to come along with us and you'll be going on your own walk...

Azlan - Duh, aap budhon ki toli ke saath kaun jaana chahta hai, all you'll do is slow us down.

Javed - Oye! Budha hoga tera baap.

Azlan - Soh toh woh hain chachoo.

Kajol - Aap log fikar mat karein, hum apne dulha bhai ko aur apne dulha bhai ke bhaiyon ko apna gaon ache se dekha deinge, haina Anaya Aapi (nudging her)

Razia - Na Na Na Na Na, Anaya bibi aap kahan chalin? Aap ko ghar se bahar nikalne ki ijazat kisne di? (They all stared at her in bewilderment, unable to understand what she was trying to say. Since when did anyone need permission before stepping out of their own house) Ab main bolongi toh bologi ke bolti hai. Par kya itni bhi akal nahin hai tum mein Anaya. Ek toh itni mushkil se tumharee sagaee hui hai upar se tum yeh sab nataq lekar baith gayee shadee se 24 ghante pehle? Kya chahti ho tum ke yeh sagaee naa ho- (all the kids stared at her in pure amuzement. Like she had grown two heads suddenly. Seriously, what was with the melodramaticness.)

Maya - Bhabi yeh aap kya-

Razia - (put up a hand) tum toh beech mein na hi bolo toh behtar hai Maya. Tum kya jaano inn reeton riwaj ke baarein mein? Tumhari kaunsi rasam hui thi jo tum yeh sab samajh sakti ho. Maaf karna par bhaag ke ki gayee shaadi aur khandaan waalon ki marzi, duaon aur maujaudgi se jo shaadi hoti hai dono bauhat alag hoti hain. Bhala socho, sagaee se ek din pehle dulhan yunhi gaon mein bathaktee hui nazar ayee toh? (Everyone stared at her not understanding her point, which only made her more frustrated) Shireen tum bolo na.

Shireen - Haan, Bhabi bilkul theek keh rahee hain. Yeh gaon ke chote logon ki nazar bauhat jald lagti hai, aur Ham nahin chahte ke hamare beti ki sagaee mein aur koi rukawat ho...

Azlan - (absolutely shocked and appalled at his mothers thinking) Par Ammi...

Ghafoor - Nahin Azlan, Tumhari Ammi bilkul theek keh rahee hain. Anaya nahin jayegi (Azlan watched helplessly and angrily as Anaya's face fell, her beautiful smile faltering despite her attempt to keep a brave face as always) Tum baaki bache jao, Aahil ko aur baaki bachon ko hamara gaaon dekhao..(but the dulha in question was a million miles away, more precisely thinking of a certain doctor in a certain hospital of a certain city. Arsalan put a comforting hand on his shoulder hoping to ease some of the torment and dilemma his brother was enduring)

Ayaan - (still as clueless to the tensions and world around him, bowed before Naina flirtatiously, much to Azlan and Ghafoors chagrin) Ma'daam. Would you be so kind, as to showing me your lovely village (Zain shook his head at his step brothers antics and watched amused as Azlan's eyes suddenly began spitting fire, his fists clenched, ready to pounce and rip Ayaan's handsome head off his shoulders at any point, and Humeira looked like she wanted to join him. Naina seemed to be having the time of her life giggling merrily, little did Azlan know she was watching him out of the corner of her eyes and was laughing at him)

Haseena - (still eating) Chalo acha hai, ke Anaya ghar hi baithi hai, issi bahane isse time milega kuch anti aging creams lagane ka...(The whole Nawab Family was about to rip her to shreds for her sheer audacity to say anything, but it was Ghafoor and Shireen's glare that stopped them all. But this was the last straw for Azlan and he stormed out of there at once)

Haseena - (thinking in her head) Main bhala kyun inka gaon dekhoon, hamari kaunsi rishtedaari hai bhai? Dekheinge toh yeh Ab. Haseena Bi aisa tamasha kareigi ke iss Haweli ki agli 7 naslein yaad rakheingi.

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Somewhere in the Village:

Mehnaz and Shehnaz laughed as they watched Zoya twirl about in the lush green fields they were gone to explore all filmy like. The brightest trademark Zoya smile spread across her face, her eyes twinkling merrily as she felt the first drops of rain fall upon her happy face.

Zoya - Allah Miyan! Tum logon ka gaon itna payara, itna sweet hai mera toh dil kar raha hai main yahan hi reh jaon.

Shehnaz - Haan toh reh jayee naa baji, humme bhi kitna maza aayega aapke saath kitni raunak hogi

Mehnaz - Haan par soch lijiye Baaji, aapke woh shehri baabu ka kya hoga? (Zoya stopped twirling at once, her cheeks turning pink and her smile faltering. Resembling very much, a deer caught in headlights)

Zoya - Ek toh woh MERE (her heart fluttering painfully but what a deliciously painful feeling it was) nahin hain aur doosra ab itni bhi bari baat nahin ho gayee jo tum dono mujhe cherna band hi nahin kar raheen.

Mehnaz - (giggled) Baaji, aap toh almost Naanima se lar partin agar woh aapko Asad Bhai ki coffee mein cheene na daalne deti..

Shehnaz - (teasingly) waise humme nahin patah tha ke Asad bhai apni coffee mein ab cheene bhi daalne lage hain. Itni mithaas unki life mein kab ayee?

Shehnaz - (nudging Zoya) jabse hamari pyaari si baaji ayeen

Zoya - (as red as a tomato, her treacherous heart fluttering manically) Yeh sab choro, tum yeh batao aur kya hai tumhare iss gaon mein dekhne ke liye, koi aur shaadi ya hungama nahin hai kya (avoided eye contact and tried to be as discreet as possible as she tried to get the answers she had come to Mangalpur in search for through all these white lies. She felt horrible about tricking Mehnaz and Shehnaz to get information out of them, but she had no other choice) mujhse kal tak wait nahin ho raha gaon ki celebrations dekhne ke liye?

Mehnaz - (thought about it) Nahin, koi nahin hai, bas aaj ghar mein Maryam ka sangeet hai aur kal nikkah-

Shehnaz - (whispered under her breath, but Zoya heard anyways) aur Nawabon ki Haveli mein unki beti ki sagee hai par-

Zoya - (catching bits and pieces of what she said, and a flame of hope arose in her chest) kya, kya, kya kaha tumne, kiske ghar kya hai?

Mehnaz - (awkwardly looking at Shehnaz not knowing what to say) Woh Baji..Yahan ke jo Nawab hain unki beti ki sagaee hai, gaon ke saare logon ko bulaya hai...par...

Zoya - (staring between them both) Par?

Shehnaz - Asad Bhai ke ghar se koi nahin jayega, aur agar aap unke ghar unki mehmaan ho toh Aap ko bhi jaane ki ijazat nahin hogi...(Zoya just stared at both of them and then burst out laughing, almost hysterically, scaring them both. They both stared at her wide eyed. But Zoya couldn't stop laughing long enough to say anything. Really? Zoya Farooqui, and seek permission from Jahanpanah for something? anything? Especially something he wouldn't approve of. They really didn't know her. Zoya was more Adamant than ever. She was going to that engagement one way or another (no she wasn't!). As Zoya continued laughing, the heavens above opened up and showered blessings in the form of tiny little cold raindrops upon them)

Mehnaaz - Arre Baaji...Bhagiye..Baarish aa Gayee!

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Back at Asad's Haveli:

Asad - (Leaning against the wall of the Haveli, sitting on the railing of the terrace, his guitar in hand, getting drenched in the rain just slightly as he let his heart take the lead for once. The day was just so beautiful, had started off on such a beautiful note and he was feeling considerably light and strangely happy and at peace, a RARE occurrence for him, and so when his fingers itched to play and his heart desired to indulge in the high it craved the most, he couldn't deny himself the pleasure. So there he sat, on that railing of that terrace on that day, singing, as he saw her beautiful face everywhere, yet again!) (Imagining her beautiful face, through her orange and pink dupatta which she had hung up on the clothing line for him, to shield him from the sunlight. Just like he had caught a glimpse of her this morning, he imagined her just like that, peeking sneakily and discreetly at him through the thin veil every now and then.) Chehre mein tere...Khud ko main dhoondhun (imagined locking his eyes with her beautiful, big brown innocent and sinfully enchanting kohl lined ones, through the veil) Aankhon ke darmiyaan...Tu ab hai iss tarah..Khwabon ko bhi jagah na mile (Focused on playing his guitar, yet the more he tried the more he failed. She was here, she was there, she was everywhere even when she wasn't. He saw her dancing all around the empty terrace, just like he had once seen her dancing in the rain at a wedding very much similar to this (Anwar& Zeenats wedding - Taal Dance). Yeh mausam ki baarish Yeh baarish ka paani Yeh paani ki boondein Tujhe hi toh dhoondhe (That's when he realized for the first time, that despite just this short separation from her, he actually missed her. He longed to see her. Hear her. Touch her. He may not ADMIT to it, but in his heart of hearts he knew it, and what a strange and painful feeling it was) Yeh milne ki khwahish Yeh khwahish puraani..Ho poori tujhi se..Meri yeh kahaani (And then all of a sudden, he wasn't just imagining her, he was imagining himself too. In his white shalwar kameez getting drenched out on the terrace with her as he gripped her hand to stop her from dancing and instead come crashing into his arms and against his chest. Their eyes locking intensely, their breaths intermingling) Kabhi tujhme utrun (Both their gazes falling onto each others lips as their breathing became heavier) Toh saanson se guzrun (Asad was just about to lean in, to allow himself a breath of relief, but his raging heartbeats scared Zoya for she had a hand on top of his beating heart and as he leaned in to quench his thirst and desire, she shied away and smilingly, her eyes twinkling with mischief turned away. Twirling around him in the rain, her enchanting laughter echoing under the open sky all around him, cocooning him in a warm feeling of peace, safety, love and hope.) Toh aaye dil ko raahat (Watching her with dreamy & longing eyes, as she danced around him. Holding his finger, she twirled all around him, if it were real life, he'd drive her silly with dizziness) Main hoon bethikana Fanaah mujhko paana..Hai tujhme, de ijazat (He stopped spinning her, once he had twirled her out and kept her at arms length. She stared at him from between her wet locks which sinfully pasted themselves onto her beautiful face, begging to be tucked away by Asad and Asad stared at her through slightly hooded and darkened eyes. Both their hearts hammering away as they stared at each other intensely, through their locked eyes, at an arms length, whilst drenching in the rain. Yet no-one made a move to lessen the distances (just like real life) Na koi darmiyaan...Hum dono hai yahan
Phir kyun hai tu bata..Faasley..(But then, even the dream version of Zoya was still Zoya, and so catching a handful of raindrops in her hand, she twirled herself back into his arms, enough to flick it all onto his handsome face, before running out of the confinement of his arms, leaving a cold void behind as she resumed her twirling in the rain. Little did he know that just like his dreams, somewhere in this village, at this moment, in some fields, she was doing the exact same thing. Dancing herself silly under the open sky.) Yeh mausam ki baarish Yeh baarish ka paani Yeh paani ki boondein Tujhe hi toh dhoondhe Yeh milne ki khwahish Yeh khwahish puraani Ho poori tujhi seMeri yeh kahaani...Na na... la la..(Finally, snapping out of his dream land long enough he closed his eyes, and just imagined her beautiful face before himself as he let the chilly winds soothe him and heal him, and hopefully control the longing to see Zoya but the last one was a lost cause) Hawaaon se tera pata poochta hoon (desperately, longingly, staring out at the empty green fields behind his Haveli) Ab toh aaja tu kahin se...Parindon ki tarah yeh dil hai safar mein...Tu mila de zindagi se (Imagining, Zoya, an angel dressed in white appearing before him, leaving him slightly breathless, as she smiled at him, her hair flowing beautifully behind her as she leaned down before him, placing the softest of kisses on his cheek before disappearing and taking all the peace and solace away from him with her) Bas itni ilteja Tu aake ik dafa Jo dil ne na kahaa Jaan le...(He imagined seeing the same angel laughing and dancing, away from him in he fields below, and he just sat there longingly, watching her leave and slip between his fingers) Yeh mausam ki baarish Yeh baarish ka paani Yeh paani ki boondein Tujhe hi toh dhoondhe Yeh milne ki khwahish Yeh khwahish purani Ho poori tujhi se Meri yeh kahaani (and then he had had enough. The longing and pain was too strong and too real. He had to see her. NOW. He couldn't control it, couldn't let go and as much as he wanted to couldn't deny it even though he continued trying all the while)

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xo - DailyDaisy!