Chapter - 50 | Task At Hand

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She didn't want to get weak.

She was about to hang up despite her desiring the opposite, when the caller finally spoke up.

"Please phone mat kaatna NOOR...", came the shaking voice.

And her heart surrendered its tenacity.

She couldn't stop herself from continuing the call when she heard "NOOR".

She yearned for it, and it was too tough for her to turn away from it on purpose.

"Please Noor... Phone mat kaatna..."

"Aa... Aaj ek... baar..."

"Ek baar mujhe tumse baat karne do..."

"Please...", came his broken voice.

More tears streamed down her cheeks, but she remained silent.

"Noor...", his voice trembled.

"K... Kuch bologi nhi..."

"Mujhse baat nhi karogi..."

"Y... Yaad nhi aayi tumhe itne din meri...", he cried out.

"Shaan...", she let her tears flow.

"Shaan... tum... tumne phone kyu kiya mujhe..."

"Agar kisiko pta chal gaya... toh pta haina tumhe...", she began to cry again.

"Aaj bhi auro ke baare mein sochogi Noor..."

Few moments of silence prevailed on both the sides thereafter.

"Shaan..."

"K... Kaise... ho... tum..."

"Sh... Shauyra... Shaurya kai... sa hai...", she sobbed.

30 years of separation, and the longingness pricked both their hearts.

"Tumhaare bina kaise ho sakte hai Noor...", he sounded sarcastic.

"Jis din tum chali gayi... Us din hum teeno bikhar gaye..."

"Bikhre hue tukde kaise theek reh sakte hai...", his voice was whimpering.

Tears were pouring down the faces of both people on the phone.

They were speaking to each other after a 30-year hiatus.

This separation had damaged them, but after hearing each other's voices, something had flourished in them.

Shaan tried to speak normally after wiping away his tears, "Noor..."

"Parso..."

"Parso yaad hai tumhe kya hai...", he asked, though he knew the answer.

"Kaise bhool sakti hoon main...", she broke down in tears.

When Shaan heard her wailing, guilt washed over him, and he sobbed, "Noor... I... I'm... Mujhe maaf kardo Noor..."

"I'm sorry..."

"Please mujhe maaf kardo..."

Aastha was reminded of reality when she saw the situation spiral out of their emotional control.

In between hiccups, she quickly wiped her tears and said to him, "Sh... Shaan..."

"Bohot der ho chuki hai..."

"Phone rakh do please..."

"Mere liye it... itna... itna hi kaafi hai..."

"Tum please... ph... phone kaat... do... ple... ease...", she sobbed.

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