I WISH...ZAROON KASHAF

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"Par Osama Zaroon ne kuch kaha kyu nahi wo Kashaf ke pas
gaya kyu nahi? Kya sach me wo Kashaf se pyaar nahi karta tha?"
Mita asked with concern.
"Mita..."
When he was about to continue he got a call from his home.
"Mita kuch zaruri kaam main phir kabhi bata dunga abhi i need to
leave."
"Ok bye."
Smiling he left the place.
From the next day Kashaf and his team started working on the project
. Zaroon hardly visited the place where the work was on. And
whenever he went to the place he preferred keeping the talks
extremely professional. Kashaf was quite surprised with Zaroon's
behaviour. She was just fine with it. Things were as she wanted. Quite
smooth and healthy as far as she was concerned.
One day Kashaf went to Zaroon's office. He wasnt there. A meeting
was going on in the meeting room so Kashaf waited for him in his
cabin. Kashaf was just going through some magazines when her eyes
fell on Zaroon's wallet. She wanted to open it . Her mind was saying
no but her heart wanted to open it. After quite a long discussion
between her mind and her heart,she finally opened it. As soon as she
opened it she found Ghazala aunty's photo,she gave a slight smile on
seeing it but her smile was on the edge to fade when she saw
Asmara's picture. Her heart thud a beat. She felt disheartened. Things
from the past started coming In front of her but she slowly told herself
that it had to be it. She took a deep breath and was about to open the
other side of his wallet when the knob of the door clicked. Kashaf
knew Zaroon had come so she immediately left it and sat on the chair
taking the magzine in her hand. Zaroon slowly entered the cabin and
said
"Kashaf koi kam tha?"
"Haan kaam to hai."
She said while getting up.
"Please sit. Baith ke baat karte hai. Haan to batao baat kya hai."
"Zaroon main tumhe yeh invitation card dene ayi hoon."
"Shaadi kar rahi ho kya?"
He said jokingly.
"Are wah tumhe kaise pata? Ye lo mere engagement ka card. Zarur
ana."
A lump formed in his throat which he forcefully gulped down. His face
became pale and his lips became dry. His eyes became red and a bit
of tears started forming in his eyes. Just not to make them visible to
her he dropped the file which was in his hand. Kashaf could see him
nervous, tensed and somewhere irritated. May be that is what she
wanted. He had irritated her enough may be it was her time. Zaroon
knew he had to speak to her. It was high time. It was a do or die
situation for him. So he immediately got up from his place and sat on
the chair next to Kashaf. Kashaf found it completely strange and she
was quite taken aback.
"Kashaf tum aise kaise shaadi kar sakti ho?"
"Aise kaise shadi tumhara matlab kya hai? "
"Kashaf tumne mujhse kabhi kuch puchne ki koshish ki jo main tumhe
batana chahta hoon? " "Dekho Zaroon mujhe tumhari koi bhi
samaajhe koi bhi bakwas nahi sunni. Uss din bhi main bol nahi payi
thi. Bewakuf thi main sab ke samaane mujhe tumhara sach la dena
chahiye tha. Par uss din chup chap maine sab suna. Par ab main wo
Kashaf nahi hoon jo kisi ki bhi bakwas sun le. Main tumhari koi
explanation nahi sunna chahti. Izzat se ye invitation de rahi hoon.
Agar aye toh you will be welcomed nahi to tumhari marzi.aur haan koi
tamasha karne ki zarurat nahi hai. "
She said while getting up and leaving the cabin.
"Kashaf tum mujhe samaajh nahi payi."
"Sahi kaha Zaroon main tumhe samaajh nahi payi kash pehle
samaajh jati to Yeh din nahi ata." Smiling sarcastically she left the
office.Leaving a broken ,devasted Zaroon.
Just after a while Osama entered Zaroon's cabin. Zaroon was
sitting on the table with his heads down .
"Zaroon bohot hogaya sharafat nahi chalegi ab. Maar diya usne apni
baaton se tujhe. Ek baar wo teri baat sun leti to kuch ho nahi jata na
par wo sunna nahi chahti hai aur nahi tu sunna chahta hai shayad."
"Osama tu nahi samaajhega. I am shattered from inside bohot
ho gaya ye sab wo nahi samaajhegi aur na sunegi use meri har
baat jhut lagegi Osama aur zahir si baat hai kyu ki wo kuch sach
nahi janti. Mujhe kahi bahar jana hai ab yahan mera dam ghut raha
hai."
"Ek kaam kar kuch dino ke liye tu bahar chala ja."
"hmm..filhal mujhe akela chor de Osama."
"Zaroon tu ghar chala ja please i beg of you."
"Theek hai."
Osama was angry. Meanwhile he made some plans. Osama
barged into Kashaf's cabin where she was sitting with some books.
"Osama tum yaha."
"Haan yahan Kashaf. Kya kar kya rahi tum apne aur Zaroon ke saath.
Damn it. Batao?"
"Kya shadi kar rahi hoon life me ek naya phase ko experience karne ja
rahi hoon."
"Zaroon ka kya hoga?"
"Kyu Asmara to hai uski love interest ya Zaroon ne use bhi dhoka de
diya. Nahi nahi use dhoka kaise pyaar jo karta hai usse. Abhi bhi uski
photo liye ghum raha hai. Mujhe laga tha shadke baadi ye sab to
khatam hogaya hoga."
"Shadi ??Zaroon is single."
"And ready to mingle. I know it Osama. Koi nayi baat nahi hai."
"Kashaf tumhe sab sachai nahi pata ."
"Oh aur bhi kuch reh gaya tha us din jo maine miss kardia bata sakte
ho mujhe. Main kisi ko nahi batungi. Promise and i dont break my
promises."
"Kashaf stop behaving like a kid."
"Huh. To aur kaise behave karun please elaborate. "
"Kashaf please i beg of you meri baat sun lo."
"Kya sunun maim Osama ek aur jhut nahi hoga mujhse sehan
Osama nahi hoga. Main bhi insaan hoon bohot galat hogaya
mere saath. Bohot saza milgaya pyaar karne ka."
Osama seeing her breaking down immediately held her face in
his hands and said
"Kashaf Zaroon majboor tha. Wo kabhi tumhara saath nahi chorta. Wo
Asmara ki is harqat se zara bhi wakif nahi tha. Wo usse pyar nahi
karta tha wo sirf tumse pyaar karta tha karta hai karta rahega.
Mr.Khanwas like a saviour in his life. Zaroon sirf do saal ka tha
jab uske father expire kar gaye. Use to apne father yaad bhi nahi.
Mr.Khan ne unki family ko support diya Ghazala aunty ko tough
time me naukri di. Zaroon ko padhaya likhaya apne bete jaisa rakha.
Wo unki bohot respect karta tha aur pyaar because he was like a
father figure to him. Zaroon ka bachpan unki parchai me guzra tha aur
Asmara bhi uske life ka ek bohot hi important hissa thi. Tabhi wo uss
din unki khushi dekh kar react nahi kar paya. Usne apne pyaar ko
kurbaan karna chaha unki khushi ke liye. Par Zaroon se bardasht nai
ho paya. He couldnt leave you he couldnt imagine anyone in your
place. Asmara uske sath romantic hone lagi wo Zaroon se wo bhi
bardsht nahi hua. Zaroon do din tak ye sab bear kia but jab tak usne
realize kiya ki ye nahi ho sakta tab tak dair ho chuki thi tum city chor
kar jaa chuki thi Kashaf. Tumne tumhara number sab kuch change kar
liya. Humne tumhe bohot dhunda fir Zaroon ko laga shayad tum
Kolkata me ho. Zaroon Kolkata jana chahta tha par maine hi mana use
mana kiya kyu ki wo kaha dhundta use kuch pata bhi to nahi tha. Usne
dusre hi din sabko bata diya ki wo yeh shadi nahi kar sakta tha kyu ki
wo Asmara se nahi pyaar karta hai. Usne bata diya ki wo tumhara
naam lene wala tha. Usne sab kuch bata diya sab ko aur jab wo sabko
sab kuch bata kar waha se nikla toh usi raat Asmara ne..Asmara
ne..."
Osama said almost crying..
"Asmara ne kya Osama?"
Kashaf asked with tension.
"We lost her for life time Kashaf. Asmara ne sucide kar liya. She was
mad about him she couldnt take it. Zaroon lost a friend . She left us
leaving Zaroon responsible for all of it. Aaj tak sab Zaroon ko
responsible samaajhte hai. Na wo khud ko maaf paya hai Kashaf
and two months later his only support Ghazala aunty died in a car
accident. Zaroon is all alone use tumhari zarurat hai. Uske baad usne
apne apko kaam me itna engage kar liya Ki aaj wo one of the top
bussinessman hai. Kashaf his life is pathetic. Koi nahi hai uske paas.
Bas tumhari,Asmara aur Ghazala aunty ki photo apne wallet me liye
ghumta. Jab zada apne apko akela mehsus karta hai to khol kar dekh
leta hai." By the time Kashaf was in tears. She was crying sobbing like
a child and Osama was consoling her.
"Kashaf please ye shaadi mat karo Zaroon needs you."
"Osama tum mujhe Zaroon ke paas lekar chaloge?"
Osama smiled and immediately said
"Chalo nikalte hai."
"Zaroon kahan ho sakta hai? "
"May be office.."
On reaching the office Kashaf found that Zaroon had left way before.
"Ab kahaan ho sakta hai?"
"Ghar aur kahaan. Chalo nikalte hai."
They both headed towards the house.
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They both headed towards Zaroon's house and on reaching
Osama said
"I hope sab theek hojaye Kashaf. Handle the situation well Kashaf
shayad Zaroon kuch react kare par tumhe samaajhne hoga."
"Tum fikar mat karo Osama. Sab theek hojaega. This time I wont
let anything wrong happen."
"Jao Kashaf bas mujhe ek call kar dena."
"Ofcourse Osama and thank you warna main kuch samaajh hi
nahi pati."
"Shhhshhh.. Kashaf go make things perfect for yourself."
Osama just smiled and left the place.
Kashaf with a smile playing on her lips went towards Zaroon's room.
Osama had requested the maid to let Kashaf go in when he gave
him a call.
Kashaf stood by the door of his room. She could see him standing
there near the window.
She could see the dark side of his life when she saw his room. Kashaf
felt guilty on seeing his condition because she knew she was
responsible for it.
As she made entry in his room she saw a big picture of herself hanged
on the wall. She felt really numb after seeing it she could feel herself
breaking down somewhere but she silently moved towards him.
She took a deep breadth and kept her hand on his shoulder. Zaroon
slowly turned around to see who it was.
As he turned around Kashaf could see his red puffy eyes.
"Kashaf tu yahan?"
"Haan Zaroon mujhe tumse kuch baat karni hai."
"Nahi Kashaf aaj mujhe tumse kuch baat karni hai isse pehle tum kuch
kaho. "
"Par Zaroon..."
Interrupting in between and holding her hand he said
"Kashaf aaj sunna hoga tumhe. bohot sunlia maine."
"Zaroon mujhe lag raha hai."
"Laga toh mujhe bhi bohot tha Kashaf jab tumne meri koi baat nahi
suni thi."
Kashaf releasing her hand said
"I am sorry Zaroon maine tumhari koi baat nahi suni par mujhe ab sab
pata chal gaya hai and believe me I am guilty. Please i am really
disappointed with myself. That my faith wasnt enough in you but
Zaroon tum toh jante ho situation kaisi thi."
She said with tears in her eyes.