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Hi this is my first post on this forum. Haya are a beautiful pair and I really want to write a story on them so here I am. This is a story I was going to write on another forum but now I feel it was made for Haya and so I stopped writing on my favourite pair on another forum. I have modified it a bit for Haya.
Prologue
Amidst the thick fog, Harman was busy behind the bonnet of his broken down car. Unable to repair it himself, Harman closed the bonnet and began thinking what he should do. He looked around and found himself surrounded by a forest and there was no sign of another human in the freezing cold weather with poor visibility. How convenient, he thought irritably. He took his mobile out of his pocket to call someone for help. It was then when a sweet voice belonging to a woman reached his ears.
tum bhi tanha the
hum bhi tanha the
milke rone lage
It was strangely familiar yet he was sure he had never heard it before. Full of curiosity, he looked around but all he could see was dense fog.
tum bhi tanha the
hum bhi tanha the
milke rone lage
Something in her voice pulled him towards her and he began walking in the direction of the voice. He thought he saw something white for an instant but then it was gone.
ek jaise the dono ke gham dava hone lage
tujhme muskurate hain
tujhme gungunaate hain
khud ko tere paas hi chhor aate hain
tere hi khayalon mein
doobe doobe jaate hain
khud ko tere paas hi chhor aate hain
In the cold weather, her voice seemed to comfort him. It made him feel he was not all alone. Harman wondered why he was so curious to see her as he began walking faster. He finally saw her standing in the middle of the road with her back to him in the haze. She was a petite woman dressed in white saree and wrapped in a shawl. Her long dark curls fell down her back. Harman stopped and stared at her with interest. There was a strange attraction he felt towards her. But why, he thought. The reason was beyond his understanding. He blinked and she was gone.
thode bhare hain hum, thode se khaali hain
tum bhi ho uljhe se, hum bhi sawaali hain
kuch tum bhi kore ho, kuch hum bhi saare hain
ek aasmaan par hum do chaand aadhe hain
kam hai zameen bhi thodi, kam aasmaan hai
lagta adhoora, tum bin har jahaan hai
Unknowingly Harman entered the forest following her and saw her standing next to a tree. As he reached the tree, he found nobody there and was a bit annoyed to lose her again but just then something else caught his attention. There was something engraved on the tree. As he examined it closely, it was a heart with the letters SH inside it. Harman narrowed his eyes and touched it, feeling it with his palm.
apni har kami me hum ab tujhe hi paate hain
khud ko tere pass hi chhor aate hain
jitni bhi viraani hai tujhse hi sajaate hain
khud ko tere paas hi chhor aate hain
Somy was sitting on a rock with her beautiful face full of grief as she remembered her past. She closed her eyes in pain, which was beyond tears now. The innocence in her face was still intact even after everything that had happened to her. Her lips appeared to sing of their own accord as she opened her eyes and stared into space.
do raaz milte hain, humraaz bante hain
sannate aise hi aawaaz bante hain
khamoshi me teri, meri sadaayein hain
meri hatheli me, teri duaayen hain
ik saath tera ho toh sau manzile ho
tanhaai teri, meri mehfile ho
Harman walked over to the spot Somy was sitting moments ago to find it deserted. Something sparkled on the ground and he bent down to find a silver chain. He lifted the chain and straightened himself to look at the pendant with the letter S hanging down the chain. He instantly made the connection between the pendant and the letter on the tree. But why was all this starting to feel connected to him? He never knew this woman.
hum teri nigahon se khud me jhilmilate hain
khud ko tere paas hi chhor aate hain
tujhse apni raaton ko subah banate hain
khud ko tere paas hi chhor aate hain
Her voice was getting fainter. Harman could tell she was going far from him. He began walking fast without thinking what direction he had to go. Harman just felt he couldn't let her go. Soon he stopped walking as he could not hear her anymore and felt disappointed. He sensed an unusual emptiness inside him which made him uncomfortable. He had lost her again.
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