You Are My Everything (UNDER EDITING)

Chapter 22

In an unknown location

"In logo ne ab mera dimag kharab kar rakha hai. Ab ek hi tareeka hai. Ye saare plans ko kinare rakho. Koi stage 2, stage 3 nahi... launch a full-on attack" The head of the militants was now completely livid.

"Oh god. Pata nahi ye log kya karne wale hein. But one thing is sure, its gonna be a disaster. I need to inform the headquarters." The undercover officer thought to himself.

"Sir, Agent Lotus here. I don't exactly know what is going to happen but they are planning a full-fledged attack. They are not going to attack in parts. They are going to attack all at once. Yes sir..... right sir.... I'll find out more details. Yes Sir. Jai Hind."

But as soon as, he turned around he saw a pair of eyes staring right at him.

"Saqib? Aap kisse baat kar rahe the?" The young girl asked, already assuming her answer but she wanted to hear the truth from the mouth of the man in front of her.

"Aliyah.... tum... tum yaha kya kar rahi ho?" He fumbled with his words.

"Humne jo puchha uska jawab dijiye. Ye aap kisse baat kar rahe the? Sach bataiye." She tried to ask him.

"Mujhe maaf kar do Aliyah. Par tumhare sawal ka main koi jawab nahi de sakta."

"Apne akhir mein 'Jai Hind' kaha. Kya aap hindustani fauj ke sath hein?" Aliyah now wanted the answers.

Saqib closed his eyes. He knew it was a lost cause now. He had no other option, so he just nodded in yes. Aliyah held her pathani robes in desperation.

"Kyun? Kyun jhuth bola apne humse? Apne bhi humara sirf istemal kiya. Kya socha tha apne huh..... ki jab tak yaha hu tab tak ke liye koi time pass mil jaye or waqt aane par..."

Saqib placed his palm on her lips to stop her angry sentences.

"Chup. Bilkul chup. Khabardar ab agar ek lafz aur kaha to. Sach sunna hai na? To suno.... han... han main hindustani fauj ka hissa hu... han mera yaha aane ka maksad hindustan ki barbadi nahi.... uski suraksha hai.... par kya karu main? Jab yaha aya tha tab ek hi maksad tha mera.... par roz tumhari cheekhein nahi suni jaati mujhse... Kya kabhi tumhe apne ghar ki yaad nahi aati? Apne ammi, abbu ki.... apni chhoti behen ki?" He asked desperately.

Aliyah slid down the wall and Saqib sat next to her. Aliyah leaned her head on his shoulder.

"Bahut yaat ati hai. Pata nahi Aamira ab kaisi hogi?" She said, tiredly.

Saqib just stared at her with sorrow-filled eyes.

"Hum 12 saal ke the, jab ye log hume yaha utha laaye. Abbu ne hum se kaha tha us din... ki ghar se zyada door mat jana Aliyah... par hum... hum bahut zyada hi door aa gaye..." She started sobbing. Saqib just hugged her.

"Shant ho jao Aliyah. Main tumse waada karta hu. Main tumhe wapas tumhare ghar le jaunga."

"Sach?" She asked with tears streaming down her face.

"Han... pakka waada. Ye sab khatam hote sath.... main tumhe yaha se le jaunga. Wapas... tumhare gaon.... tumhare ghar.... tumhare Ammi, Abbu aur Aamira ke paas."

"Saqib?"

"Hmm...?"

"Kya aaj bhi waha sab waisa hi hoga?"

"Han... aaj bhi... sab waisa hi hai. Tumhe pata hai... jab main pehli baar Kashmir pahuncha tha na.... mere zehen main sirf ek hi khyal aya tha.... koi bhi jagah itni khoobsurat kaise ho sakti hai....? Chaaron or barf ki chadar... or wo ghatiyan.... Har thodi door par barf se pighle hue paani ki dhaar.... lagta tha ki bas... unke kinare kisi ek pathar par baith kar... din bhar bas un nadiyo ki aawaz sunta rahu.... din bhar un chidiyo ki aawaz sunta rahu..... To han Aliyah... Kashmir aaj bhi waisa hi hai. Khoobsurat... jannat-sa sukoon dene wala."