(hard work worked)

(okay so now read we'll talk at the end)

Siddharth the only one person Hussain hate in bollywood, he asked me to dance with him just in front of my husband

kar le Amaya is tarah Hussain ko tum shayed samjha pao k jab Amyra us k qareeb ati hai to tumhain kaisa lagta hai...

(Do it amaya maybe like this you can tell hussain about how you feel when he is close to amyra)

Someone in me spoke and I salute inertly for the idea

"Amaya dance..."

"karegi...Amaya dance zaroor karegi"

(she will... amaya will dance definitely)

Hussain started to say something related to dance when I cut him in middle and completed the sentence from where I cut him

putting a hand over Siddharth's hand I passed by Hussain ignoring his angry eyes those which were continuously glaring at me.

There was some soft music playing at the background when I reach at the dance floor, some of couples were dancing and some of them were lost in their own world. staying a little far from Sid I started the dance and in the middle he spoke

"daikho to zara apnay shohar ko, kaisay ghoor raha hai mujhay jaisay k kha jaega"

(look at your husband, glaring at me as if he will eat me)

"woh ghoor nahi rahy wo bus nazar rakh rahy hain tumpar ta k tum kuch galat na kar do"

(he is not glaring he is just staring at you so you won't do anything wrong)

"huh...galat to us nay kia hai mere sath aur ilzaam mujh par"

(huh...he did wrong with me and now blaming me)

"galat...unhone kia galat kia tumhare sath?"

(wrong... what wrong did he did to you?)

"jab se industry mai aya hai meri saari films issay mil rahi hai because we both look alike"

(since he came to this industry my films are given to him because we both look alike)

"oh to is wajah se tum dono ki dosti nahi hopai?"

(oh so that's why you two didn't became friends?)

"aur kabhi ho bhi nahi paigi"

(and it will never happen)

We both were dancing but we both were discussing something, something very important to me

"sidharth tumse ek bat poochon?"

(sidharth may I ask you something?)

"call me sid...and yes please"

"What's your passion?" I asked out of no where

"Modeling...I love modeling, tumhain bata nahi sakta Amaya jab ramp pe thaat se chalo to kitna maza ata hai"

(Modeling... I love modeling, I can't describe the happiness I feel walking on the ramp)

"hm...to iska matlb tumhain modeling karna acha lagta hai"

hmm...so it means you like doing modeling)

"Modeling k bina me jee nahi sakta Amaya it's my passion"

(I cannot live without modeling amaya its my passion)

The moment I asked him about his passion I saw a glow on his face same like when hussain talk about acting, and then very smartly I changed the topic

"to matlab you like modeling aur you love acting"

(so that means you like modeling and you love acting)

"Array nahi Amaya Hussain I love modeling acting to bus aissay he"

(of course not amaya I love modeling acting is just like a time pass)

"to phir ye dushmani q Siddharth ?jab tumhen pasand modeling aur Hussain ko acting to kis baat ki larai?"

(So why to an enemy sidharth? When you love modeling and hussain love acting? Then what are you both fighting over)

I asked making him think for a while

"dushmani youn kiyoun k ussay sary projects mere mil rahy hain"

(enemies because my project are given to him now)

"galat...agar ap k hoty to ap k paas atay aur ap han karty, woh direct Hussain k paas jaty hai qoun log unhe dekhna chahte hain"

(wrong...if they were yours they should've come to you, but they directly land to hussain, because people want to see him act)

with a pause I started again

"pata hai me to fan hogae thei pehli baar me jab tmhe student of the year me dekha and uske baad tumhari saari films daikhi even shadi k baad bhi Hussain k sath ussay bhi tum achay lagay thay aur tumhara ifa performance Oh My God! Kia hot lag rahy thay tum lekn phir tumne modeling par focus kea aur films par zada focus nahe rakha mjhay koe problem nahe thei qoun kay mujhay pata thakay ye tumhara passion hai aur tumhe follow krna bhi chahiya... tumhary yahan se jany k baad he Hussain aya aur apna career start kea films me, unki pehli film to shoot he bahar hui thye un k hometown mai to uska tumse kia wasta? aur jahan tak baat tumhary jaisa dikhnay ki hai ghoor se daikho who pehlay jab 20 saal kay thya tab dikhtay thay ab unki alag personality hai who sidharth ya superstar shahrukh khan ki copy nahi wo ab sub k dilon pe raaj karnay wala Hussain Asif hai"

(you know I became your fan after your act in Student of the year and after that I saw every movie of yours even after my marriage hussain liked you too then and your Ifa performance Oh my God! You were looking so hot but then you focused on modeling and didn't Gave that much attention to movies I was ok with it because I knew it was your passion and you must follow it, and after you left, hussain started his career in this field, and his first shoot wasn't even here it was in his home town so it doesn't relate to you anyway? And if you think he look like you then it was back when he was 20 so have a closer look now and tell me he neither look like you or a copy to shahrukh khan. He has his own personality now he is one heart throb the superstar hussain asif)

"waisay keh to tum sahi rahi ho, I was wrong ye dushmani honi nahi chaheye, chalo bat karuga tumhary husband se"

(well you are right, I was wrong I shouldn't have been enemy to him, okay I'll talk to your husband then)

"Good"

the moment he said that I was happy, happy to think now my husband will not be in any of bad news

"So Hussain mera fan hai?"

(so hussain is my fan?)

"Hussain ka to pata nahi mai to zoron shoron se hun tumhari fan"

(I don't know about hussain but I am your fan head over heals?)

"na...tum fan nahi"

(no, you're not fan)

"to phir?"

(then what?)

"tum to friend ho"

(you're a friend.)

He spoke and gestured me to shake hand with him, I shaked it with a smile and started moving to the area where I was seated because the song was already finished when Sid shouted.

"hey friend, ab ek happy wala dance hojaye apni dosti k liye?"

(hey friend, now let's have happy dance for our freindship?)

with a happy smile I took the offer and once again go to the dance floor to rock it with Sid.

She was coming back after dancing with my enemy when he again called him, like a little remote toy she started moving back to him and the new rocking song played by the DJ and I came to see another face of Amaya

Matalbi ho ja zara matlabi

Duniya ki sunta hai kyun

Khud ki bhi sun le kabhi

(Selfish, be a bit selfish,

Why do you listen to the world,

Sometime listen to yourself.)

Matalbi ho ja zara matlabi

Duniya ki sunta hai kyun

Khud ki bhi sun le kabhi

(Selfish, be a bit selfish,

Why do you listen to the world,

Sometime listen to yourself.)

The song started and she moved her body here and there with Siddharth according to the beats and song lyrics

agar abhi is jaga mai aur Amyra hotay to yaheen hangama macha deti Amaya

(if it was me and amyra there amaya would've created a scene by now)

Kuch baat ghalat bhi ho jaaye

Kuch der ye dil bhi kho jaaye

Befikar dhadkane, iss tarah se chale

Shor goonje yahaan se wahaan

Sooraj dooba hai yaaron

Do ghoont nashe ke maaro

Raste bhula do saare gharbaar ke

Sooraj dooba hain yaaron

Do ghoont nashe ke maaro

Gham tum bhula do saare sansaar ke

(Even if something goes wrong,

Even if the heart gets lost for some time

These carefree heartbeats go on

As noise echoes all over..

The sun is down friends,

Have a couple of sips of alcohol,

And forget all the ways to home etc..

The sun is down,

Have a couple of sips of alcohol,

And forget all the sorrows of the world..)

To act cool and normal because of media and other reputed people I stayed quiet and act that I'm enjoying my wife's dance but inertly I was boiling from anger and hurting from what she was doing to me

"Ask me for anything

I can give you everything

Raste bhula do saare gharbaar ke

(and forget all the ways to home etc.)

Ask me for anything

I can give you everything

Gham tum bhula do saare sansaar ke

(and forget all the sorrows of world)

(ooo...)"

She sang the few parts with the song and that's it for me to watch, she throws herself on Sid and danced so happily as nothing is wrong. I started moving back to the manager asking about when this cruise will go back. he informed me the cruise will be back after 10 minutes for some time and then we will come there again

Ataa pataa rahe na kisi ka humein

Yehi kahe ye pal zindagi ka humein

Ataa pataa rahe na kisi ka

Yehi kahe ye pal zindagi ka

Ki khudgarz si khwahish liye

Be-saans bhi hum-tum jiye

Hai gulaabi gulaabi samaa..

(We shouldn't have a knowledge or care about anyone else,

That is what this moment of life says

We shouldn't have a care about anyone else,

That is what this moment of life says..

That with a selfish wish

Let's live breathlessly

it's a lovely, pink surrounding..)

Suraj dooba hai yaaron

Do ghoont nashe ke maaro

Raste bhula do saare gharbaar ke

Suraj dooba hai yaaron

Do ghoont nashe ke maaro

Gham tum bhula do saare sansaar ke

(The sun is down friends,

Have a couple of sips of alcohol,

And forget all the ways to home etc..

The sun is down,

Have a couple of sips of alcohol,

And forget all the sorrows of the world..)

As the manager said the boat was back and with Anaya in my hands I started descending cruise's stairs to go back to my home leaving Amaya there hand in hand with Siddharth

Matalbi ho ja zara matlabi

Duniya ki sunta hai kyun

Khud ki bhi sun le kabhi

(Selfish, be a bit selfish,

Why do you listen to the world,

Sometime listen to yourself.)

The song started fading from my ears as I got out of that place and drove off to my home

Amaya shayed waqai matlabi hogai thye na apni bachi ki parwah thye aur na apne shohar ki izzat ki

(amaya maybe really was selfish she didn't care about her daughter neither her husband's reputation)

Chale nahi ude aasmaan pe abhi..

Pata na ho hai jaana kahaan pe abhi..

Chale nahi ude aasmaan pe

Pata na ho hai jaana kahaan pe

Ki be-manzilein ho sab raaste

Duniya se hon zara faasle

Kuch khud se bhi ho dooriyaa

(We never walked but we just flew in the sky

May we have no information where we are heading

Let all the paths be without destination

Let there be distance from the world

Let there be some distance from yourself)

She was dancing very smoothly copying my each step very smoothly like a pro and I was enjoying the time I was spending with her

this is what I want to have in my girl

Amaya is mature, she can make any one calm in seconds, can change moods in seconds and can enjoys with you.

that's what I want in my future wife

Hussain is so lucky to have her in his life

I should be saying sorry to him for acting so rude and this bad to him

Ask me for anything

I can give you everything

(ooo... )

Ask me for anything

I can give you everything

(ooo... )

Moment the song ended don't know what happened to Amaya she fell on my chest with a thud, holding her in my arms I took her to the sitting area and splash some water on her face

"Amaya... Amaya are you okh?" stroking her cheeks lightly I tried to wake her up and for a little she went conscious and then vomited nothing just water at the side area and again went Unconscious

"Amaya...Amaya ankhain kholo"

(amaya...amaya open your eyes)

There was crowd surrounded by us and no one was helping this poor girl.

"koi Hussain ko bulao"

(some call hussain please)

"sir Hussain sir to apni beti ko le kar chalay gaye wapis"

(sir, hussain sir left eith his daughter)

the manager informed me about Hussain

kaisa ajeeb admi hai apni biwi ko aisay choor kar chala gaya

(what a weird person, left his wife here alone)

I instructed the manager to turn the cruise and he did

*Time skip*

I was out at the physician area waiting for him to tell me something about Amaya but he didn't came even some of other doctors go in, nurse was the one running in and out with some reports, I tried to ask her but she was continuously busy with the work

Finally the doctor came out and I bombarded him with my questions

"is she ok? What happened to her? Is she now fine?"

"She is ok now but there is a bad news"

"What is it?"

"First tell me did she eat or drink something?"

"I don't know we were at the party she was dancing and then she went unconscious and threw up on me... maybe she had some drink"

"oh...actually she have a miscarriage of her one month baby, according to the reports she might have eaten or drank something from which she loose the baby and you said about dance I want to ask what type of song she was dancing on?"

"It was a rock song with high beats and all"

"oh then this must be the reason because in the starting months of pregnancy women should be taking care of herself but she danced on high beats so this is the main reason of her miscarriage"

That moment when the doctor told me I felt so sorry for her I was feeling sad and was feeling it all happen because of me.

Agar mai dance ka na keha to uska baby zinda hota.

(If it wasn't for me, her baby would've been alive)

But any way

ab koi kia kar sakta hai

(nobody can do anything now)

I asked doctor if I can take her home and he nodded so after collecting the reports I took Amaya to her home the way I took her here in my arms because she is still unconscious because of the high dosage and other medicated stuff which I quit don't know.

Its midnight and Amaya haven't came home till now

ab tak to party khatam bhi hogai hogi lagta hai raat guzar kar aegi us Siddharth k sath

(party must be ended by now, seems like she'll spend tonight with that siddharth)

I thought for a while and then on my own thought what I was thinking I got startled. marching in the hall I was waiting for Amaya when the bell rang and I moved to the door with anger but the scene in front of me give me the shock of my life which I will never forget.

Siddharth was holding Amaya... my Amaya in his arms and Amaya being the careful women was resting her head on his chest.

"himmat kesay hue tumhari meri biwi ko pakarne ki kaha tha na door rehna. Ab dafa ho yahan say"

(how dare you hold my wife didn't I told you already to stay away from now get out of here)

I spoke and took Amaya in my arms

Walking to my room I put Amaya on the bed when Ahmed came to me holding some papers

"ye kia hai ahmad?"

(what is this ahmed?)

"sir who abhi jo bhai aye thay na wo day kar gaye hain ye"

(sir the person came few minutes before gave me this)

Taking the file from his hands I noticed Amaya's name on it, but the last name it was not Hussain it was of that bloody bastard Siddharth. There was a sorry written at the corner of the file, I opened it trying not to cry.

My wife was pregnant and she didn't even bother to tell me about that and now she had a miscarriage because of the dancing, this bloody Siddharth but Amaya my wife, how can she...

Mai tumhay kabhi maaf nahi karunga kabhi nahi, Amaya kabhi nahi

(I'll never forgive you never, amaya never)

(amazing)