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"By the way, there is a parcel for you in your room... You can see it afterward. Let's party now.", Harsh said, taking a shot. He remembered Zoya's words and immediately ran to see it, ignoring their calls from behind.
Entering inside he found an envelope in the bed and he knew that was it. He grabbed it with his shivering hands and quickly teared it up and took the papers out.... He began to read...
Dear Aditya,
I just wanted you to know that I'm sorry. I'm really sorry on behalf of my brother and myself. I know I acted like a fool yesterday, the confrontation didn't go well. After thinking about everything again, I realized it wasn't your fault completely. It was also me. I forgot that Maya also had a family. I'm sorry... It was not Ravi's fault that she didn't get justice for so long it was me. I was the one to lead the officers to forgive Ravi and not punish him.
I'm sorry that I could never love you the way you loved me. It wasn't enough, I guess. You were so involved in making me happy that you forgot everyone and everything around you. Because of my stupidity, you lost everything, your fame, your money, your family.....I never wanted to be your weakness, Aditya, I wanted to be your strength. I'm sorry, I couldn't help but keep Ravi above you. I don't know... I.. I am going insane. The fact that you tried to harm him made me simply dishearten. I still can't go over it.
Thank you so much for coming into my life and for loving me so much. I have spent my best time with you. You are very precious to me, Aditya... No one can ever take your place in my heart. But I can't be the same as I was then. I'm sorry.
But good news within all this, you have been forgiven from all the violation acts reported in the police station against you. Don't ask how? It's just you are free now. And our home that you bought with a loan, now it's yours. It's a gift from my side to you.
Always be happy. After so long you are with your family, spend time with them, enjoy, only a few get the chance... I hope you find someone who could give you the happiness you deserve, who could love you as you want..... GOODBYE.... If it is possible please forgive me.
Yours Zoya,
He sat on the floor with a thud after reading it. Tears were rolling down his cheeks with no warning. It's over. She left him forever. Was this the end of their journey? So short? No... he has so many plans with her. She can't leave him. How can he live without her? He has been addicted to her like drugs now. He will die...
All their memories started to flash, he remembered meeting her for the first time in the office. It was love at first sight for him. When she stepped inside the cabin, his whole world slowed down. He looked up from the documents he was reading to lay his eyes on the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. Everything about her was mesmerizing, her long dark brown hair till her waist. Her flawless skin looked so soft and milky. As his eyes connected with hers, he noticed her sparkling eyes held mysteries with a lots of words within them. Just one thing was missing. Her smile... He looked at her small curvy lips moving slowly and realized she was speaking...
As the interview began, he realized her to be very confident, positive, and chilled out. At that time he knew she was the girl who could change the way he looked at life. Days passed by, she was the definition of beauty not only outer beauty but also beautiful with her mind, her thoughts, her responsibilities, her ideas, her selflessness, her dedication. He just fell in love with her completely from the beginning and she had no idea.
His face turned pale, corner of his mouth drawn down remembering she told him to leave. It didn't come from her heart, she was angry with him. But she didn't deserve this. It was his fault, why was she punishing herself by distancing with him? He knew she wasn't as well happy with her decision. And how can she say her love wasn't enough? No one can love him like her. She is special, her love is special. No...no...she can't leave him. His breath began to unstable thinking about all this.
"ZOYA", he cried out, cracking a vase on the floor next to him. He sat on his knees, The waves of helplessness and anxiety were hitting him. After making so many memories the last thing she is saying is 'Goodbye'... She is leaving him...
Arjun and Harsh came running hearing a bang sound. The glasses were spread all over. Arjun pulled Aditya aside " Bhai, what happened, what is all this and you are crying?"
"Zoya left me, Arjun... She left me forever. She--", he whispered weeping, he bent down as his legs were giving up.
" So what, we are suffering so much just because of that girl. It's good she left", Harsh yelled. "You are still with that girl", Arjun questioned, shocking Aditya to depth.
He pushed them back, " How dare you both speak rubbish about My Zoya".
Harsh- Your Zoya??? Because of that girl, my mother is in jail and——ou are——".
"Shut up, Just shut up", he gritted, making them shiver. He left picking up the letter. " Bhai, where are you going?", Arjun asked...
"My home, you were celebrating for that, right? Let me also", he said leaving out...
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In the hospital,
It was 8 pm, Zoya was staring at the ceiling the whole time. She was growing too restless to sit still, she was here since yesterday night, almost a day now.... Aditya had finally left... She had crushed his heart into pieces, although her intention was not bad. It's better for both to be distant.
A nurse entered inside, " Sister, did you parcel the letter" Zoya asked, to which she nods as a reply.
Zoya- Thank you so much for helping me, (Welcome, she replied) When will I get discharged?
"Tomorrow", the nurse replied, checking the saline solution. Zoya took a deep breath playing with her fingers. There was a note of precaution given by the doctor, she slid it inside her pocket. Anyhow she has to leave now before anyone comes.
She looked at the nurse and shook her head murmuring something on her own. Her eyes went to the IV bag and the syringe in her hand. Without wasting her time to the nurse, who was giving a skeptical look, she pulled the tapes out.
" Hey, what are you doing, stop", the nurse shouted. Ignoring her she starts to take out every pipe and device connected to the machines.
"Don't worry, I will pay the bills, now please shhh and see if there is Police out", she spread the blanket getting up.
" Police", The nurse starts to shiver, "Yes, please once--" she said peeking through the windows. Suddenly there was a bang sound and the nurse ran out shouting for Security.
"Sh*t..." she mumbled opening the window glass. There were few people walking around, her eyes went to a blue color Mercedes parked at the parking lot. Closing the window she ran out of the room wrapping her face with her shirt cap... She saw the nurse coming with some doctors and security from the lift. "Such an idiot mann", she mumbled angrily, taking another way. The place was getting crowded so she took the stairs.
After reaching down, she took off the cap and ran to the parking lot. She smiled seeing the Mercedes. Walking forward she opened the door as it was not locked. She finally took a relief breath after sitting inside.
The moment she entered the car, two police van stopped in front of the entrance. Inspector Ravan was the first one to come out, she was looking at everyone carefully to know who came. She eventually smirked as she saw Ishan at the last. Starting the car, she left from there.
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"Zoya Siddiqui" she read the nameplate. After a long time, she was in her old apartment. She went inside unlocking the door and got surprised seeing the whole apartment finely furnished again with a quiet familiar view. She looked at the couch in the middle, she went to the kitchen, the green slab, two bedrooms.
She smiled recognizing everything looked exactly the same as the previous home where AdiYa lived. It even smelled the same, the same feeling as she touched the couch. She blushed, recalling every time the way Aditya pulled her to the couch. She saw their photo of Manali hanging on the wall. She smiled sadly taking it and clasped it in her chest, closing her eyes she let her mind fill with his voice, his presence, his smell. She could never feel the same.
Suddenly her smile faded out realizing that the furniture was not similar but it was the same. Opening her eyes she looked at everything again, someone shifted everything here. But....she had gifted the house to Aditya, it was their only memory left. How did this happen? only one person can do this.... "ISHAN".
Anger was on peek as she called Ishan...
"Hello, Zoya....did you like the surprise", a voice came from the other side. She made a fist trying to control...
Zoya- Ishan, if you are trying to impress me, remember one thing... I will never be... (without waiting for his reply she continued) I didn't tell you to surprise me, then why the hell is my apartment like this...
Ishan- Zoya.... I...I thought you would be happy...
Pressing her forehead, "Ishan, I... I.... I gifted that home to Aditya as memory and you.... Are you crazy? I don't need all this, he does. I was the one to break his heart. He is very delicate, Ishan. I wanted him to at least have a beautiful memory as my last gift and you... you messed it....You are no one to me, Ishan, so do not try this out again". She screamed angrily...
"Wait... What do you mean by the last gift? Zoya....", She cut the call not wanting to hear anything. She shivered, visualizing Aditya's broken reaction to his empty home.
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" Stop here, I said stop", Aditya came out of a cab. He was not in a very pleasant condition. Messy hair, few upper shirt buttons were open, he looked very weak. Bottle of whiskey in one hand and the letter in the other hand. It was a dark night and his teary red eyes were glinting, very noticeable. It looked like he cried for hours and hours.
A sad giggle appeared in his lips as he tilted his head towards the house. He didn't want to go inside to not find his Zoya. This home was incomplete without her, his life was incomplete without her. He was so high that as he walked up he was feeling no control over his body, he was struggling to take steps.
Somehow, he managed to unlock the door and pushed himself inside. Switching one small light he looked around to get dumbfounded. For a minute, he stayed at the same position blinking twice, he took a shot from the bottle roaming his eyes all over the corners. It was all empty except that there was only one couch in the middle and it wasn't even the same.
Suddenly a laughter was heard, he was laughing but not a happy one, he was laughing at his bste fate which instantly changed to tears. There was no aura left, not the same feeling at all. He bite his lips to stop the tears rolling out. Taking a breath, he gulped down half of the bottle and slipped to the couch. His eyes went to a photo of Zoya, hung in the wall, there was nothing except that photo. His eyes got stuck in the photo as a soft smile appeared in his lips.
"If this is a surprise..... I am lying Zoya, I loved it. You took everything with you. It proved that you miss me. It proved that you still love me. It's in safe hands. Everything that is mine is yours. You can have it, Zoya. I am not angry. I can never be.". He said looking at her photo.
He cleared his throat standing up, just to fall back down on the couch in an unbalanced attempt to walk. "Aree, aree, look Zoya, not even this couch wants us together", he said again trying to get up. And this time he succeeded... Taking the photo out, he tumbled on the floor. He kept staring at her smile, " You are so beautiful——you—— you know I went to temple today, you dont believe in God but still. I prayed that where ever you go... You should always have a smile on your face. Because I will immediately know if you cried. You are—— you—— you—— ". His throat began to get heavier making it difficult for him to talk. His eyes filled tears again, he took another gulp from the bottle "Zoya, I miss you yaar. This feeling that I will never see you again, it's hurting me inside. (Streaming tears cleansed his red cheeks) How will I live now? I am feeling like someone is punching my heart, it pains so much. I even took a painkiller you know, but it's not stopping. It's paining more each second. You said once, Alcohol is a medicine that makes you forget your pain, but it isn't working. You know why because you are my only medicine. You can only make me fine... Please come back... Please", he cried like a child hugging her photo tightly.
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"Imagine his beautiful life before you came and his ugly life after you came.... Think before you act", Zoya opened her eyes remembering those words by someone.
She scrolled the news in her phone, "Micheal Ahuja for the first time beating Aditya Hooda won the Programmer of the Year". "Aditya Hooda became a loser?". "Flop, Aditya Hooda...where is he?." She huffed reading the news.
"You were right, it's better without me". She mumbled walking out...
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Aditya wiped his tears standing up. Clutching the photo in his hand, he took small steps "See, If you are with me, I will never fall. Nor, I will let you fall". He went to the sofa and closed his eyes. He was awake the whole time last night, so drifted into sleep immediately.
Next day early morning,
There is seen a silhouette of someone entering the house. The silhouette was wearing a saree, long curly hair confirming it to be a lady. Flipping the hair back, she stood in front of Aditya and stared him for a while. She sat next to him and shuffled her hand in his hair softly.
"Long time, Adi... I'm seeing you after so long. You have changed...My Adi", she whispered...
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