Hi all
Thanks for all those lovely words...here is the second part ...Zains journey has just begun π
Chapter 2
"Ek Adhoori Mulakat"
He took a deep breath and stepped inside...Sheth GM School, a
private school in a beautiful locale. It was a beautiful and modern building
with a great view. A little outside the city and reaching here from the main
city of Jaipur was a task. Zain had actually come to meet one of his clients
and it was just a chance coincidence that his car had broken down in front of
the school. Desert sun is always scrooching even in the month of August, he was just tired of waiting in the
car and had decided to step out for a minute. Seeing the School board got
memories in his eyes, those fun days with Fahad bhai, those innumerable
complains from his teachers to his dad and his mom. A moment of memory flashed
through his eyes, He still missed his father...he was his guiding figure a hand
who had held him tight and Alliya was his feet ...He had felt helpless without both
of them , a crippled soul...Just when all his memories were grazing his mind, he
looked up. On the Second floor window, he saw her and the silence of his heart
was broken forever...
Her hair looked a lot shorter and straighter than the last
time he had seen. She was wearing a blue top with a stole around her neck ...n
she was talking to someone ...smiling and chatting ...A moment where Zain lost
himself to eternity. It was his Aaliya ...all with her innocence her smile and
her enchanting eyes still intact. She looked like a princess...just the way he
used to call her...his Malika.
His eyes never left the window, She stood there only for few
seconds, but for Zains trembling eyes it felt forever. He had to see if he was
hallucinating or just seeing the truth.
Keedhar jaa rahe hai aap, a screeching voice broke his
illusional mind frame. He looked around to see the watchman staring at him.
Dekhaiye Bhaisaab maine abhi yaha par..woh second floor par
ek ladki koh dekha hai...mujhe unse milna hai...mai jaanta hoon unhe...he spoke
fast almost stuttering and pointed on the second floor
Oh ...toh Aap Rhea Madam ki baat kar rahi hai...the watchman
asked unable to see why Zain was so excited to see a teacher...
Nahi Nahi...unka naam Aaliya hai, Rhea nahi...aap kisi aur ki
baat kar rahe hai...
Woh second floor ...wahi na ...the watchman pointed out ...aree
wahi toh Rhea madam ka class hai ...
RHEA...Zain was puzzled...was his mind playing games with
him...was he actually losing it ...No No No ...he had to prove he had not gone mad
, not till he finds her.
Kya mai Andar jaakar unse ek baar mil sakta hoo... he smiled
innocently towards the watchman ...
Bilkul Nahi ...Yeh School hai sir, bina permission hum aapko
andar nahi jaane de sakte. Pehle appointment ya principal sir ka permission laaye
phir andar entry. Zain couldn't believe
a mere watchman was being this ultimate villain in his love story.
One thing the past one year had taught Zain was to be calm...and
be patient ...
Thhek hai ...mai kal aaunga permission ke saath ...he started
walking towards his car. Sat inside and told his driver to start the car and
exactly 5 mins later yelled him to stop it and got off... He started hiding and waiting behind a tree. 2
hrs later all the kids started walking out , it was a crazy crowd. Zains eyes
were searching for each and every passing face. Every parent, every teacher
...and then he saw her again...
She looked mesmerizing ...beautiful is a small word ...she had
an air around her which gave her such an appealing aura... one small 6 year old
was holding her hand and talking with her...she took him to his father, spoke
for few seconds and then sat in her car...and drove out of the gates...
Zain immediately followed her car...his driver was all
confused ...looking at Zain he felt he should call Suraiya Madam and tell her
son really is acting weird and might need help. Drive fast...Zain said ...Aaliyas
car took about half an hour to reach a
posh locality in the main city of Jaipur
...Zains excitement and panic levels were rising every minute. Finally her car
halted inside a big bunglow ...a white 2- storied structure ... Aaliya got down
and walked in and the gates were closed. Zain walked out of his car towards the
gate ...he saw the name plaque ...DR.REHMAN QUERESHI...
Jaane kis mod se Guzaraye humare rasteh ...
Kuch bikhari tanhaiyo se ghire...
Kuch beabru pal me
simte...
...kya badal gaye ho tum ...kuch ajanbee rishton ke wasteh..
SIM
Edited by Zainedil - 9 years ago
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