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Dedicated to Abasaaamer💕

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Feel what you need to feel
Then let it go, don't let it consume you

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Standing on her toe, her long chocolate locks falling on her slender back freely, a long stick in her hand, one hand holding the skirt little up to her ankle, her pearled anklet twinkle under the beam's of drowning sun. She was trying to get the shuttlecock from tree which was very high for her and the stick in her hand

Aunn was just standing beside her, few distance away, looking at Azeen then at the shuttle cock which was stuck in the branch of tree

Azeen and him were playing badminton in the lawn when the shuttle cock decided to show attitude and got stuck in tree which now Azeen was trying to get down

Her hair fall on her face which made her loose her hand which was holding the stick

The stick fall from her hand and now her arm were hurting for holding the stick so high,

Holding her arm Azeen looked at Aunn who was already looking at her

"Hum kuch aur khel lenge..." Aunn said as if it will make Azeen sad. But in reality he was sad that he couldn't play badminton

(We can play something else.)

"Ek base phirse try karte Hain." Azeen could detect the sadness on his face and said as she again picked the stick, but not before putting her hair in bun so it won't disturb her but still some wispy locks were falling her face and tickling her

(Let's try one more time.)

She again stand on her barefoot toe and tried to get the shuttle cock down

By now both Aunn and she doesn't have any idea of their surrounding, their main focus was only and only on the shuttle cock. Unknown to both Zaigham, who has just returned from office has saw them there and decided to came in lawn and see what they are doing

She was almost success in it when she felt something soft tickling her foot which made her scared and loose her balance

She just fall before the feet of Zaigham Shah making herself embarrassed

"Papa!" Aunn's voice came, but Zaigham didn't looked at him

Zaigham was just looking her, eyes expanded. what she is doing?

She quickly got up and brushing her hand over her elbow and her baby pink kurti and skirt to remove the dirt away from them

"Papa!" Aunn again called his father

"Woh humari shuttle Waha fas gayi..." He point at the tree which was looking giant in front of his small figure

(Our shuttle got stuck there.)

"Aur Zee ko badminton khelna Tha." This made Azeen turn to Aunn, But didn't said anything

(And See wants to play badminton.)

"Zee!" Zaigham's mind and heart couldn't keep their voice low and the sound came from his lips making Azeen looked at him

A small girl's giggling, a boy's laughter enchos his empty ear, the sound was loud that it reached Azeen too, but so silent that not even a single leaf of lawn was effected

"Zee! Ruko..."

(Zee! Stop..)

"Nahi, pehle aap Hume pakadiye toh...."

(First, you have to catch me...)

"Papa!" Aunn's voice brought them back to present from past

"Shuttle!" He again point at the shuttle, Zaigham nod his head, picking the stick from ground which earlier got slipped from Azeen's hand, he went to take the shuttle down

"Thank you!" When Zaigham gave him the shuttle, Aunn smilingly said which instantly brought smile to Zaigham and Azeen's face

Aunn was standing beside which made it impossible for Zaigham not to notice Azeen's genuine smile

Feeling his eyes on her, she also looked at him, both weren't smiling anymore, just looking at each other, again losing themselves in the valley of past

"Zee, Aap Kal kyu nahi aai? Pata Hai baba mujhe aur Bhai ko horse riding ke liye leke Gaye the." 13 years old Zaigham asked 10 years old Azeen, he was sitting on the edge on a small mountain whila Azeen was still trying to reach him but couldn't, she couldn't walk properly in her blue hues frock

(Why didn't you came yesterday? Do you know papa took me and brother for horse riding.)

"Chachi ne Mana Kiya Hai horse riding se, kehti Hain ladkiyan horse riding nahi karti." Holding her frock little up she took one more step closer to him, her whole attention was on ground so she won't ruin her frock or footwear

(Aunty has forbid me to ride horse, she say it isn't lady like.)

"Woh kyu bhala?" Zaigham decided to help her, getting up he went to her and offer his hand

(And why is that?)

"Horse riding ladke karte haina, isliye." When she reached him, she told him as if it was the most obvious thing

(Because boys ride horse.)

"Toh ladkiyan Kya karti Hain?" Zaigham asked, he has never saw Azeen behaving like girls, she used to play with him and his brother, she behaves like them, she only wores jeans, shirt and jackets and her hair just a little above from her shoulder

(Then what does girls do?)

This was the first time he saw her in frock

"Make up, padhai, khana banana, aur achha dikhna." Azeen count some hobbies which her aunty told her

(Make up, studies, cook.)

They were used to be good friends, until Zaigham left India for higher studies

He was her only genuine friend who was always there for her whenever she need help

When he left she had no one, this made her alone and the loneliness lead friendship with wrong group of people which influenced her innocent mind

She wasn't this way before, she was not an egostic person or rude to any. she was very childish, bubbly and always laughing

But her friends made her selfish

Zaigham returned after two years and the Azeen he knew changed alot, he didn't liked the changes in her but those days his mind and heart was flatter in Zeeniya's love which made him careless to his best friend

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Sometimes when your mood is off from something than no matter what it never get on...

This story isn't very lengthy or something, it would have got finished ages ago but.... Mood😓

I have literally forced my mind to write this by bribing him that I'll treat myself with pizza if I wrote one chapter 😅

Pizza ke liye kuch bhi Kar sakte hain

Okay, so here is the Chapter (it's short?) Huh, doesn't matter, it's here is all matters

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