-Open Your Eyes, Remember Me- A ZaYa FF *Hiatus* (Note: Pg 56, 6/1)

OPEN YOUR EYES, REMEMBER ME

PROLOGUE

February 28th, 2014, 9:30 AM

The Ghulam Residence

"Arey Begum! Naashta waashta ban gaya hai na sab? Aate honge dono bacche." Ghulam Haider smiled as he picked up the TV remote, delighted. 

His eldest daughter, the coolness of his eyes, Aaliya Ghulam Haider or should he say Aaliya Zain Abdullah-- It was amazing how he still thought of her as his chhoti si gudiya and forgot that she was now married to probably the best man in the world--So yes, his eldest daughter Aaliya Zain Abdullah was finally coming to Bhopal after a good six months. 

To say he was excited would be an understatement. He absolutely adored her. He loved her. Her and the one in a million son-in-law that Allah had blessed him with. Even if he spent his whole life in prostration, he would still not be able to thank Allah enough for the blessings that He had bestowed upon him.

He sighed as he switched on the TV, changing the channel to his beloved 'Aaj Tak'.

And his world came tumbling down, right before his eyes.

Right on the TV screen.

He stared at the TV screen, trying to comprehend, trying to make sense out of the haphazard situation. Trying to decipher the news reporter's words, which felt very far away, all he could hear at the moment was the pounding in his head, the beating of his heart.

"Ji haan...jaisa ki aap log dekh rahe hain, hum National Highway 12 par hain. Yahan Raja Bhoj Bhopal Domestic Airport se aane waali 10 taxis ka ek ke baad ek accident hua hai.

Khabar yeh hai ki ek Heavy Goods Vehicle ke driver se sharab ke nashe me truck sambhaala nahin gaya, truck ek Bhopal Airport Taxi se takraya.

Kyunki National Highways par gaadiyon ki raftaar bahot tez hoti hai isliye doosri taxis brake lagate lagate ek ke baad ek accident site par ladti hi chali gayi.

Casualties bahot hain. Abhi tak 2 log ki maut ho chuki hai aur baaki 18 buri tarah se ghaayal hain..."

After that everything faded around him as he concentrated on the images behind the reporter.

At first he saw the brown curls.

Then he saw the white dress.

"White! White hai mera favourite colour. Mujhe white dress chahiye...Abbu."

And then he saw her face, bloodied and bruised.

It was her, unmistakably her.

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Same day, 10:15 AM

All India Institute of Medical Sciences (AIIMS), Bhopal 

"Dekhiye Mr. Haider, Mr. Abdullah ko physically bahot chot aayi hain. Presumably, car crash ke waqt unhone somehow Mrs. Abdullah ki body ko poori tarah se shield kar liya tha. So accident ka saara impact unki body ko laga.

Lekin phir bhi, aapke son-in-law ke theek hone ki guarantee toh ham de sakte hain, per aapki daughter...I'm sorry but we do not want to give you any false hopes. Mrs. Abdullah physically toh theek hain lekin unke sar per gehri chot aayi hai. Bahot severe impact hai unke sar par. We have to operate her as soon as possible."

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