My AsYa picture stories (updated pg 6)

Remembering the heart-stopping love story of Asad and Zoya. Knowing that their story has ended, I want to remember them fondly for capturing our imagination and our hearts in their love story.

Asad and Zoya always.

p/s : friends who didn't watch QH1 can read to know what their story was about ... Hope you like them..

Asad had just yelled at her about her irresponsible behavior. She leaves KV in a huff in the night. Unwillingly, Asad is forced to go in search of her, reaching just as she was being accosted by 4 baddies.

Although she had spunk and was not a wilting daisy, she was outnumbered. As he took on her assailants, he is shocked by her courage to fight along with him. They made a good team fighting the baddies together. Although it was Asad who kicked serious a** in this scene.

Not that Zoya ever acknowledged it...

Mitwa... Ishq pe zor nahi

I don't know why but Zoya always rubs me the wrong way. In a strange judgemental streak, I sent her to apologize to Akram for running away from their wedding. And she went missing. She does have a talent for getting into trouble.

I found her drugged and being forced to marry Akram. The fury I felt on having misjudged Akram for a decent man was undescribable. How could any man force himself upon a girl? But I had to blame myself too.

As I carried her, battered, bruised and unconscious back home, I prayed that she would recover from this. She clung to me tight, trustingly. It felt nice to be depended upon, and she didn't feel heavy at all.

I feel furious that she is hurt so badly. But why? Humanity? Community spirit? What is it about this girl that irks me so? Would she forgive me for sending her to Akram?

Little did I know that this would be the only time she would call me by my name... and I never returned her mother's earring.

Mitwa... Ishq pe Zor Nahi...

Today I threw Zoya out of the house. Yes, again. Because I thought she had told Ammi about Ayaan and our meetings. Like a tyrant I unceremoniously told her to leave by tomorrow. Only to discover from Nikhat that it was Siddiqui sahab who had come and spoken rudely to Ammi.

I have no issues admitting my mistakes. But somehow with her I feel a stubbornness. When I told her to stay anyway, she had to make a big deal about the whys and hows. Then she let out a howler...

She thought I was a Jasoos !

Mitwa... Ishq Pe Zor Nahi...

Kya chees hai yeh ladki? This evening she decided to do karate moves outside my window. She was making such a racket I had to go and make her stop.

Then she started regaling tales of her bravery, which I seriously doubted. All of a sudden she starts screeching and flailing about a cockroach, jumping on a garden bench in fear.

I turn to slay' the great beast and she suddenly falls into my arms.

I don't know how I keep getting into these situations.

Mitwa... Ishq Pe Zor Nahi...

I can't even begin to describe this weekend trip to Mangalpur. Having my arm pulled by Ammi into attending this wedding on her behalf, and finding myself stuck with Miss Musibat herself. I tried to send her away at every opportunity, but stubborn as she is, remained. But was she quiet about it?

No.

She found out that the bride was being coerced into marrying her rapist, and Jhansi Rani decided to help Mariam run away. But incredibly foolishly went and sat in the bride's place at the dais!

I did something I never thought I would EVER do. Spirit the bride away. God, I was so angry with her! I ripped into her every chance I got and shut her incessant attempts to explain herself.

It was a day of firsts. I was put in a lock-up, I escaped the police station and was on the run from police and villagers. All the while being handcuffed to her. Being forcibly near her, made me more aware of her than ever.

The horrors started when we were captured and separated. Although I was given my freedom to leave, I couldn't just leave her there, unconscious. I ran back like a madman, digging through mud, dirt and sand until I found her, buried alive.

I don't know what came upon me. I was terrified to see her unconscious. All efforts to revive her seemed in vain. For a moment I thought her dead. I felt this heart-wrenching pain in my chest at the unexpected loss of this strange girl who came into my life like a hurricane.

I think I terrified her a little with my intense relief when she regained consciousness. Heck I scared myself. I had lost control over my emotions, this had never happened before.

I had to get her back to safety.

I seemed to have developed a protective stance around her innocence.

Mitwa... Ishq Pe Zor Nahi

Allah Miyan, What's wrong with me??

Why do I keep running into Mr Akdu Ahmed Khan like this? He has made it very obvious that he hates the very sight of me, and yet I keep finding myself in these weird situations.

He has rescued me 4 times by now. He has this permanent pinched irritated look on his face everytime I am around him. How can I tell him that I'm not purposely setting out to irritate the living daylights out of him??

Today, he tried to replace my phone and Ipad that i lost in Mangalpur. It was so sweet of him really, but like an idiot I went and petulantly refused his goodwill, after having a stupid fight on the terrace.

Then I had to fall over him again. Seriously I think I have two left feet. But what shocked me was how beautiful his eyes were up close. Intense, dark, deep pools of silvery grey and brown. Hypnotizing. I felt my brain function cease just looking into his eyes.

Allah Miyan... What's going on here?

Mitwa... Ishq Pe Zor Nahi