" Sidharth ye sb glt hai, duniya thukhegi hum par beta, tere abbu ne aur tune jo aaj tak izzat banai hai woh sb bikhar jayega" Farah uttered.
" Konsi duniya ammi, wahi dunia jisne ek jhoote ilzam pe judge kr lia tha hume, bole, konsi duniya aur kyu sunu mein duniya ki"
" ush ladki ne tera dimag khrab kar dia hai, aur waise bhi woh divorcee hai" he chuckle turning towards her.
" agr divorcee na hoti toh, toh ky karti aap, khushi khushi karati hena, mat bhuliye ammi mein bhi divorce le rha hu, aur please khuda ke vaaste ye mard aur aurat mein bhed bhav karna chor de"
" tere abbu kabhi nh manage woh dil ke mariz hai ush baat ka toh lihaz kr" she pointed out.
" aaj tak har ek baat maani hai maine apk agr ek baar aap bhi maan lenge toh khuch badi baat nh hai"
" aisa konsa kala jaadu kar dia hai usne tere upr"
"Ammi usne khuch nh kia hai pr ek baat aap meri gaanth baandh le ki mein mohabbat krta hu usse, kisi ko pasand aaye ya na aaye pr sach yahi hai"
A loud slap echoed in the Siddiqui house followed by a few gasps.
" Aftaab ji" Farah yelled coming in between the father-son duo, Siddharth looked into their eyes with hurt, never in his thirty years old life, had his father raised his hand to him but today for the first time he slapped him shattering his heart into pieces, he expected them to understand him, his condition.
" ye sb toh nh sikhaya tha humne, ki kisi ghair ladki ke ghr raat guzaro, bhut nirash kia hai tune sidharth bhut zyada, kitna naaz tha mujhe tum par, ki mere beta khuch glt nh karega,"
" ye baat ish kamre se Bahar nh jaani chiye aur meri thodi bhi fiqar karte ho na toh ush ladki se apne har ek rasta alag krlo, yahi tumhare liye bhi aur ish ghr ke liye bhi sahi rhega" Aftaab declared eyeing Farah and Amal.
" tum theekh ho" Amal asked after a while seeing him rooted in the same place.
" stand lelu, apne baare me Sochu??, is it even possible??? Ky for once mein apni khushi ke baare me nh soch skta hu, jahan mujhe badle me khuch na dena pade, I did everything according to them, everything, foreign mat jao yahan tumhari zyada zarroorat hai, journalism mat continue kro kyunki ye profession time consuming hai, shadi krlo, bacha karlo, and whats not??? Isse milo, inse mat milo, ye karo, woh kro, aakhir aadmi kare ky??" he vents out.
" mujhe nh pta tumhe ky karna hai par jo dil kahe, jo tum caho, jisse tumhe khushi mile woh kro, humesa dusre ky chahte hai even humare parents ky chahte hai matter nh karna chiye, sari life aise mar mar ke katni hai ya jeena hai depends on you"
" why so sudden change??" he questioned.
" don't worry, mera bhi benefit hai, mein bhi ish shadi mein nh reh skti hu aur tumhare saath itne saal reh lia wahi kaafi hai"
"Sidharth pani" she offered, he denied taking a deep breath and went out of the room with his keys, he needs some answers to decide his next steps.
" Apko jawan bache par aise hath nh uthana chiye tha Aftaab ji, pyar se baat krke bhi smjhaya ja skta tha"
" khuch cheeze sirf lafzo se smjh nh aati" he replied.
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" good morning sir" the office employee greeted him, he paced hastily towards the fresher's section.
" Nadia where is shehnaaz??" He questioned tapping his fingers on the desk continuously while waiting for her answer.
" I am asking something Nadia, where is shehnaaz??" she flinched standing on her sit.
" si.....r...shee....is..their"
"Sir ky kar rhe hai hath chore sb log dekh rhe hai please" Shehnaaz requested however he didn't pay any importance to her words.
" Tamasha na banaye" she yelled seeing him locking the door of the terrace, trying to open it, he pushed her on the door, caging in between.
" look into my eyes" he ordered, she jumped hearing the tonne of his voice.
" look" she stares into his blank eyes, he seems off, his jaw clenched, hostile glare, face contorted with rage, bared teeth, he turned trying to take out a cigarette from his pocket but his hands shivered.
" aap teekh toh hai ky hua??" she questioned.
" aap btayenge ky hua hai," she asked again taking the dangerous tube from his hand.
" give it back to me"
" aap mere saath ye peene aaye the,"
" shehnaaz please" she puts her head on his heart kissing their a few times, but his hands stayed on his side.
" ghr pe khuch hua hai" she asked rubbing her nose slightly on his chest, he keeps his chin on her head.
" aise kisi ne dekh lia toh bhut dikkat hogi"
" khuch phuchu saaf saaf jawab dogi" she came out from his warmth.
"Mohabbat krti ho mujhse??" he questioned leaning on the wall behind staring deep into her eyes.
" sid....ha..." he shook his head.
" jitna phucha hai utna jawab do"
" aap ye sb kyu kar rhe hai, na kre na" she requested.
" ye mera jawab nh hai shehnaaz" standing on her toes she tried to open the lock, he turned her pushing on the gate, his both hands resting on the wall beside her head.
" kitna bhagna hai, aur kab tak" he questioned, his hot breaths fanning her lips making her shiver.
" aur koi raasta bhi nh hai" she stated.
" raaste humesa hote hai bs unhe chunna humare hath mein"
" ye rishta logo ko nazayaz lagega"
" mohabbat se pak koi rishta nh hota" he replied.
" log nh smjhenge,"
" logo ko smjhana bhi nh hai,"
" ghair mehram kahenge" he cupped her face, his thumb caressing her pink cheeks lovingly.
"Mohabbat krta hu tumse ye janne aur samajne mein ek arsa lag gya ab aur ek arsa isko sbki nazron mein qubool karane ke liye nh laga skta," he expressed joining their forehead, a lone tear escaped from her eyes.
" mere pass apko dene ke liye...."
" tumhara saath chiye har kadam par, meri har khushi, har gum mein, itna kar paogi, mein tumhare saath isliye nh aana chahta kyunki mujhe tumse jismani mohabbat rkhni hai balki isliye aana cahta hu ki tumhare sare dardo ka marham ban sku, tunhara sukoon ban sku, bolo izzazat hai, izzat hai tumse bepanah mohabbat krne ki, tumhara khyal rkhne ki, tumhe apna bnane ki" she let out a sob, from the time she fell in love with this beautiful man standing in front of her declaring his love, she wanted to heard these words but the destiny wasn't on her side.
" yo...u....wi...lll not...leave...me?? Right???" she asked looking at him through her teary eyes, it's was so difficult for her to trust anyone, her own parents discarded her.
" kabhi nh"
" apk parents kahenge tab bhi nh" she asked again, he shook his head.
" koi khuch bhi bolega tab bhi nh"
" tum bhi kahogi, tab bhi nh"
" mtlb aap mere honge, sirf mere, kahin nh jayenge," he nodded taking her into the hug, her tiny hands clutched his shirt tightly while his rubbed her back to calm her down, she kissed his chest, again and again, trying to sink in the feeling.
" ab rona band karo" he said wiping her tears.
" I will meet you after the office at your place, I hope you don't mind" she scrunched her nose up in annoyance.
" actually lets take a half day, tum khuch acha sa banana and I will eat it"
" aap kahyenge??"
" nh padosi khayenge"
" na kareeee"
" meri baat ka jawab nh dia tumne??" he said.
" konsi baat??"
" ab itni anjann toh nh hai ap"
"Aankhein padho aur jaano humari raza kya hai,
Har baat agar lafzon se ho toh maza kya hai."
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