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PART 12: TEST OF LOVE...🥳
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CREDIT- TIARA
Zoya woke
up feeling rejuvenated. She had slept whole night after so many days...the feel
of being with Asad was what she missed. She figured it out just before dozing
off last night that it was not her thoughts and her turmoil that kept her awake
but the absence of Asad beside her that tortured her and didn't let her rest in
peace.
The first
thing she did after getting up was turn around and look at Asad sleeping
peacefully like the day, three days back, when she'd returned to him. She was relieved
to see him sleeping on the bed just adjacent to hers...the thing which her eyes
missed seeing every morning she woke up when she was with Humi. She leaned
towards him and touched the side of his face carefully lest he once again
vanished into the thin air around her...it had happened to her many times
during the last one month...and she wanted to make sure that Asad wasn't just a
figment of her imagination.
Asad
stirred in his sleep and Zoya looked at him...adoring his sleeping form and
smiling at the cute frown that formed when she flicked his nose. She heard the
sound of Ajaan and got down to freshen up and few minutes later, she was
arranging her prayer mat. Dressed in a pure white salwar kameez...her head
covered with a dupatta...sitting with her hands raised towards the Almighty and
her head bowed down, Zoya appeared like a true goddess. She emanated purity,
serenity, affection and resolution...the aura she created screamed that she was
not the one who would accept her defeat and bow down in front of the hardships
that she will be facing in order to get her love back. She fervently prayed to
the God to give her strength and make her stand undeterred in the storm that
had suddenly turned her life upside down...
"Ya
Allah! Aaj tak aapne mujhe jo diya hai...maine bina kisi shikayat ke qubool kiya
hai. Maine aapse apno ka pyar manga...aapne meri nahi suni...maine apne nikah
aur shauhar ke liye kitne khwaab dekhe...aapne phir meri ummeedon ko tod
diya...maine Asad ke saath apni zindagi jeeni chahi...par meri ek galti se sab
kuch bikhar gaya hai...aaj main phir apna sab kuch kho chuki hoon. Main aaj aap
se phir ek dua maangti hoon...iss baar main maang nai rahi hoon, mujhe mera
haq...meri mohabbat chahiye!! Main apne Asad ko paa kar rahungi...chahe iss baar
aap mujhe kitna bhi todne ki koshish karein...main nai jhukungi!! Main aapse bas
ek baat kehna chahti hoon...agar aap ne Asad ko meri kismat mein nai likha hai
toh likh dijiye...main unhe wapis apni zindagi mein zaroor laungi!!"
By the time
Zoya finished, she had tears in her eyes...not because she was afraid but she
was trying to wash away her pain and the insecurities she had...she had fought
with her Allah Miyaan for the first time and like a small kid, she wished that
when her innocent prayers had not worked...her threats will work definitely.
Feeling
contented after pouring her heart out, she sighed in relief and walked towards
the window. She looked out and saw that the dawn was breaking, engulfing the
darkness of night with it. It somehow symbolized her own life...she got a
feeling that God was giving her some indication that the darkness prevailing in
her life will soon be replaced by the dawn of happiness. She looked up and
blinked at her Allah Miyaan in thankfulness. She turned to look at Asad, he was
still sleeping. She remembered how he has been very quite since she'd came
back...he never reacted to her presence, the way he used to before...her eyes
screamed for his one gaze...his one rare smile...those eyes which had captivated
Zoya even before she met him in person, now held only pain and fear of
loneliness...the glint in his eyes was nowhere to be seen...the only thing that
comforted her was that he was not protesting at her living with him in a
room...just that he was not at all speaking to her and was busy the whole day
in his own world.
Zoya jerked
out of her thoughts when she heard something shuffling behind her. She turned
around and saw that Asad had got up and was trying to walk around in the
darkness. She rushed upto him and just as she was holding his arm, he turned
around and on seeing someone very close to him, he gasped and started moving
back. Zoya looked at him confused for a minute and then she realized that her
sudden movement has scared him. She extended her hand towards him and called
for him softly.
"Asad...Asad...it's
me...Zoya..."
"No...No!! Go
away...go..." Asad threw whatever came in his hands. Zoya dodged them easily as
they were some really unharmful things.
"Asad...I am
Zoya...Asad...Asad!!" she tried talking to him but he has grown apprehensive and
before Zoya could stop him, he was screaming and shouting at her to go away. He
sat down in a corner and shrinked back as much as he can in fear. Hearing his
voice, two of the ward boys came along with the nurse and tried holding his
arms to tie him to the bed but Zoya went to the nurse and asked her to stop
them...
"Please!
Don't do this! Let him be free..."
"No! We
can't risk that. If he tries to harm anyone or himself...then?"
"No!! My
Asad is not like that...I am there with him. He'll not do anything...please!!"
Azaad was
luckily on his rounds and he heard the commotion and came running towards
Asad's room. Zoya ran to him and folded her hands in front of him, "Azaad!
Please...don't let them treat Asad like that...he will not like it...he will not
harm anyone, I assure you...please!!" she bitterly cried and Azaad melted seeing
her state. He dismissed the staff with a flick of his hand and tapped Zoya's
shoulder, motioning her to go and take care of Asad. He moved out but
deliberately stood outside, peeping in to see how Asad reacted to her.
Zoya
nervously approached Asad who was curled up on his bed, engulfing himself in
the envelope of his own arms. He was terribly shaking and Zoya couldn't see him
like that. She sped up and sat down beside him, he curled more in fear of being
maltreated. She gently held his shoulder and turned him around...he closed his
eyes in fear but Zoya gently blew on his eyes...he frowned and then opened his
eyes. As soon as he opened them, he drowned into the love and care that she
held for him...in her eyes. She caressed his cheek and wiped away his tears...
ran down her hands up and down on his arms...to calm him.
"No one
will harm you Asad...you understand? I am here...koi nai aayega aapke paas..."
Asad just
sat there blankly while Zoya cooed to him and caressed his hand and back. He
had calmed down to an extent and Zoya tried to get up to bring him water. He
drank it by her hand...which made Zoya elated...he had accepted something from
her consciously. She smiled at him but he didn't, Zoya didn't mind...much of a
progress for a day. She just laid him down and covered him. She patted his head
and her attention moved towards his bandaged head..."What is it for?" she thought to herself. She looked at him...the
worry lines on his forehead tugged at her heart...she smoothed them with her
caresses and kissed his forehead. He just squirmed with his eyes closed and
feeling at peace...slowly drifted back to sleep.
Zoya came
out checking after umpteenth time that Asad was asleep. She went to Azaad's
cabin and found him sitting with his head in his hands.
"Azaad?"
Zoya called out.
He looked
up at her and smiled," You are the one for him Zoya!! Only you can bring him
out of that dangerous hell that he's trapped in!!"
Zoya gave
him a confused look but he continued speaking, "As a doctor, I couldn't leave
you with him when he was having a troubled time, so I was just standing and
observing you two...how you calmed him and how he was very stable in your
presence."
"I will be
with him forever!"
"That's
what I want to talk to you about!!"
"What?"
"Zoya you
can't live here. I mean...um...woh...I mean...you are a relative and we usually
don't allow them to stay for so long. You are here because I have allowed you
unofficially. But only staff members can stay here not outsiders. So I think
you have to trust us and leave him here. I assure you that he'll be fine. You
can come and spend time with him in days but at night you've to leave."
"Leave
him??"
"Yes...errm...for
a while..."
"NO!! How
can I leave him? Do you even realize that whatever he's going through is
because I had left him that day!! I can't repeat that mistake!! Main kahin nai
jaungi..."
"But..."
Before
Azaad could complete his sentence, Zoya had marched out of his cabin and he
sighed in frustration.
FEW HOURS
LATER:
Zoya and
Dilshad walked in to Azaad's cabin once again to find Haseena and Najma sitting
there too. Zoya looked to Dilshad and nodded her head in a no.
Azaad spoke
up looking at a distressed Zoya, "Look Zoya, I am sorry for what I said but it
was not on my behalf. I am an employee here and that's why I am not allowed to
break the rules. But seeing you and Asad...even I don't have the heart to
separate you two!! I can work out something...can we talk now?"
Zoya nodded
a yes and Azaad motioned her to sit down. She obliged and glared at him
continuosly. "What do you want?" she asked, being an impatient person she was.
"See! You
can stay here on one condition...you have to work here."
"What?"
Dilshad gasped.
"What would
I have to do?" Zoya asked, ignoring Dilshad's worried looks.
"I know
that you are a Masters in Computers...so I'll look for something like that...so
that you can live in staff quarters right here and at nights, well...umm...we can
manage that much!!" Azaad explained.
Zoya looked
at him in awe,"Thanks Azaad! I will always be indebted to you. Thanks for doing
this for me and Asad."
"Zoya it is
not so easy as it looks...you have to work here and there's so much to do...and
then you will have to take care of Asad too...will you be able to manage it?"
"Yes! If it
is for Asad...I'll do anything!" Zoya announced.
Dilshad was
happy on one hand but she was also worried about how will Zoya cope up with so
much stress. She walked upto her and put her hand on her head...caressing
it...blessing her like a mother would...giving her the strength that she needed.
Zoya hugged her tightly and sobbed in her embrace. Dilshad mumbled to her, "You
will win Zoya...you will get your Asad...our Asad back! Beta, I am with you...I
will try to take care of Asad in your absence."
Zoya looked
at her with regard and gratefulness. In turn Dilshad squeezed her hands and
told her to go back to Asad as it was the time for his medicines. Zoya rushed
towards the door but not before looking towards Azaad and mouthing thanks to
him.
IN
THE EVENING:
Zoya
was sitting besides Asad and trying to talk to him but the man was being
extremely un-cooperative and didn't even spare her a glance. Just then the
nurse came in and started speaking to Zoya on her own accord, "You are trying
too hard...but he won't speak...I have seen so many patients like him. They
don't speak, they just keep themselves aloof and confined inside the closed walls."
"He
talked to me...he went out with me...but it was me who ruined everything...but
now I'll mend him again. It's tough I know...but he will be the Asad whom I fell
in love with."
"I
seriously wish that you succeed..."
"Why
is his head bandaged? Did he hurt himself?" Zoya asked.
The
nurse looked at her, astonished and then turned to Asad. She kept looking at
him for a while before speaking again, "Didn't doctor tell you about this?"
"No!"
Zoya spoke in a low voice, fearing that it is something that'll again take away
her peace.
"He
is in a stressful condition and some of such people pluck out their own
hairs...he did so! To prevent him from doing so and to reduce the risk of
infection, we bandaged his head."
Zoya
gasped in horror and her eyes watered thinking of the pain Asad had gone
through.she held his hand in hers softly and drew imaginary circles at the
back. She asked in teary voice, "Can I change his bandage today?"
The
nurse looked at her condition and nodded in affirmation, handing her all the
requirements and left the room. Zoya kept the things aside and sat in front of
Asad, who bowed his head to avoid eye-contact with her. She wiped her tears and
put her finger below his chin, drawing it up and smiling at him...but he just
blinked his eyes.
Zoya
dealt with his whimpering while trying to remove his bandage and what she saw,
once done made her heart reach out for him, once again... dried stains of blood
were seen amongst his once lovely hairs. Once lovely?? You may ask...yes!
because he had plucked his hairs and they were in a bad shape...Zoya cried at
his plight, running her fingers over his bruised scalp. She missed the feeling
of those silky locks that caressed her fingers when she had ruffled his hairs
before. She calmed herself down somehow and laid his head down in her lap. She
caressed his head again and again while ruffling his remaining hairs in
between...she wiped the blood stains on his head with warm water...wincing as he
winced and blowing air to soothe his pain. She cleaned his every hair...every
bruise...every nook and bandaged his head again. She was exhausted by the time
the task ended and she slipped back towards the headboard and slept off while
caressing Asad's head. Content and calm, Asad himself dozed off quite easily.
TWO
DAYS LATER:
Zoya
finished her morning chores and got ready for joining her new job. She got a
job in the administrative block of the rehab centre. It wasn't only this thing
that made her feel happy today...it was the new chapter that she was going to
write on the pages of hers and Asad's story...She remembered her conversation
with Azaad a day back...
"Zoya I already said that only you can heal
him...now that you are here forever...we can start with his treatment."
"Treatment? Will he have to undergo electric
shocks?" Zoya asked nervously.
"No! Not at all!! His condition doesn't
require that...he just needs love, care and soft attention...someone to hold him
in his fears...this is what we call psychotherapy. You have to be his
therapist...because at this stage he is responding only to you."
"Oh! Okay...I will try my best..." she concluded.
FLASHBACK
ENDS...
Zoya
looked lovingly at Asad. He was sitting, hugging his knees to himself...indulged
in his favourite pastime...staring into nothing-ness. She slowly walked upto him
and sat down besides him...lest she scared him like all the previous times. She
held his hand and intertwined her fingers with his. He showed no
acknowledgement...but that was not what Zoya wanted...she just wanted to feel
him...his presence. She knew it in herself that his one touch will make her
strong and work magic on her troubled insides. As much as she was fearing the
result of this whole therapy-thing, she was happy that Allah has chosen her for
bringing Asad out of his miseries. Unknowingly, deep inside, she had promised
herself that she was ready to submerge herself into his needs...she was all set
to give herself completely to him and his needs. SHE WAS READY TO HEAL HIM!!
Zoya
gently tugged at his hand and Asad looked at her. She smiled and made him
stand. She held him around his waist. He squirmed...she caressed his arms...he
pacified more or less. She walked with him upto the window and they sat
down...still their hands in each others embrace. She had already adjusted the
couch such that they were able to see the beautiful view of outside...the cool
morning breeze hit their faces intermittently and Asad's face...though pale,
looked glowing under the first rays of morning sun. Zoya started speaking to
him in soft voice, "Asad! You know...I love watching the nature's treasures...and
I love mornings...everything is so bright and vibrant. I hope you like it as
much as I do!!"
She
talked and talked...halting in between to point out towards various flying
birds...the colourful fragnant flowers and smiled generously at Asad. She
didn't expect a reaction...as this was just a beginning...she really had to be
patient.
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Edited by -Crazy4AsYa- - 9 years ago
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