She turned away..

Meaning of the quotes in picture☝️:

Why those who walk with us..

Change their paths?

Once the paths are separated,

They fall astray..

Even far from our sight,

They are close to our heart

And even if you get both worlds

Yet, they remain most precious..

What shall I ask for from god?

When I have got you..

Your love has taken over my soul,

The world is whirling...

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Shahnoor's POV :-

The world around me is in haze, I couldn't get what one saying. Everything is in fast-forward mode. My right hand clutched on his jabbah I guess and left one on a cold steel pipe. A resuscitator is placed on my mouth, I can't breathe properly. My heartbeats are clearly enounce to my ears.

"AHHHHHHH!" I Screamed as another wave of pain ran through my body.

"Ma..amm..plea..*blur* con.. trol...bre-" A female voice I can hear but that too is not clear enough to make out.

I feel like someone gathered all my veins and pulled them in one go. I am thrashing here and there, many people's shadows I can make out around. There are a lot of them, saying something which is not clear to me. A big bright light flash before my eyes, making me close my vision. I don't know what to hold on, dizziness overtaking me.

"MAAAAAAAAAAA!!" Another shoot of pain ran through my back.

I am feeling suffocated, breathing became hard. Sweats covered my body yet I feel more cold in here. I feel like the nerves of my head will burst anytime soon. My body shivered, I am not well at all. Ya Allah, please help me, please let me rest for a while. A hand gripped on my right one firmly, I adjusted my vision to find him standing there with tears in his eyes.

"do.. don't...cry.." I whispered, but he cried more.

Third person's POV :-

How does it feel? when your loved one leaves you bit by bit right in front of your eyes and you can't do anything else. Thats what Shahzaib Ahmed mirza is feeling, nothing but worthless king. Even after so much power in his hand he can't help his beloved wife, who is thrashing in pain. His heart pierced in thousands of stabs as he looked at shahnoor. Her screamings scared him to the core. Her weak form, loosing its life right in front of him. But he wasn't able to do anything.

"Ma'am please calm down, try to push yourself!" The doctor instructed but Shahnoor couldn't hear anything.

She wanted to rip her hair, the pain is too much for her.

"Baccha... bachaa please breath... breath for god's sake.. please breath." Shahzaib cried, stroke her head.

"Ahh...AHHHH! MAAAHHHH!" She Screamed again as her back arched in pain.

"Ma'am we are almost there, please gain some courage and pus-"

Beep! Beep! Beep!

The sound of the monitor cut off doctor in between, everyone anxiously looked at the monitor.

"What happened?!" Another doctor asked.

"Her lungs are over filled of blood, she is having cardiac arrest!" The doctor said, they hurried to push the child as head is almost in view.

"Give her CPR!" The doctor shouted.

Shahzaib clutched on Shahnoor's hand, her screamings muffled. Tears flowed down to her sides, so is Shahzaib's eyes welled up.

Henn~ hen~hen~

The sound of over cries of babies filled the room, still Shahnoor's pain didn't leave her body. The bed filled with blood, so she is feeling inside her. It feels like her insides are bleeding and she can hear the sounds of flowing in her mind. Her heart isn't okay at all. In hurry she looked at her husband, who is already looking in her eyes. She pushed the resuscitator from face, smiling in pain.

"You did well meri jaan (my darling).." Shahzaib praised her, her heartbeats fasten.

The thudding sound of her heart beats are getting more and more intense in her mind. She knew she isn't going to survive this.

"Wha-what happened?" She asked shahzaib.

"Our Mustafa and fatima." Shahzaib said with a smile, telling her the name of their childs they decided.

Shahnoor smile faintly, she looked at shahzaib's lips which are moving in a way as if he is reciting something.

"Kiya..kiya padh..padhrahe hai aap? (What are you reciting?)" She asked asked, her heartbeat getting slower.

"Kalma (a Muslim's prayer)" Shahzaib replied, whispering.

"Mujhe..bhi..pa..dhaye..(Make me recite too)" She said, clutching on his hand.

Shahzaib's heart cried, he looked at his beloved wife with tears flowing constantly from his dark blue orbs.

"Padh..padho..meri jaan..(Recite my darling) La ilaha illallah mohammadur Rasulullah.." Shahzaib said, breaking in each word.

"La..ila.ha..illal..lahu..moham..mohammadur...ra..ra-"

Beeeep~

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They went with a happy girl and came back with her funeral. Hearts have been broken, tears flowed down from her beloves eyes. Somewhere it is silence, somewhere it is tumult of mourning.

"MERI BACCHHIIII~ MAA~ MEIN KIYA KARU?~ (MY DAUGHTER..OH MOTHER..WHAT SHOULD I DO?)" Mrs. Rukhsar screamed, looking at her daughter's body wrapped in shroud.

"Chachi (aunty).. please control yourself... ple-please plea.. please ah..ah.ahh ahh..I req-quest you...my sister..Allah..she will be hurt.." Farah said, her heart breaking into pieces looking at her sister's lifeless body.

~Flashback~

"Farah~ I am scared.. please come out..you know I can't sleep alone in darkness..farah!" Little Shahnoor said, with her hands joined together and tears flowed down from her chubby cheeks.

Farah control her laugh hiding behind the almirah, she saw shahnoor passing by the almirah and quickly jumped behind her.

"BHAU!" Farah beamed.

"Ahhh!" Shahnoor screamed and fall down on the floor than started crying.

Farah quickly bent down and hugged her.

"Oh shahno, how long will you like this? Be a strong girl." Farah said, patting Shahnoor's back.

"You *hiccup* kno-know I am *hiccup* afraid of dark." Shahnoor said between her hiccups and red teary eyes.

~End of flashback~

Farah's body tensed remember the past, she quickly hugged Shahnoor's lifeless body, wailing loudly.

"Ya Allah..." Farah said, Clutching on her kaffan.

'How will she manage in the grave?' Farah feared, her heart afraid for her sister.

"Farah let shahzaib see his wife.." Mrs. Rehmat said, holding farah by her arms and pulling her to the side.

Shahzaib came in with firoz and Akib following behind. He slowly knelt to the right side of Shahnoor's body. His lifeless eyes survey his wife's beautiful features, those closed eyes of which eyelashes kissing her cheeks, small button nose and pink full lips. How he adore them every time she smiled at him, now they aren't smiling at all.

~Flashback~

"Itna waqt kaafi nahi hai..mujhe aapke saath aur bhi waqt guzaarna hai..(This much time is not enough..I want to spend more time with you)" Shahnoor said, interwining her fingers with Shahzaib's.

"Yeh tum kiya keh rahi ho meri jaan..hamare paas boht waqt hai, mein or tum..hamein ek saath boht lamba safar tey karna hai (What are you saying my darling? We have so much time ahead..you and me..We have a long way to go together.)" Shahzaib said, kissing her hands.

~End of flashback~

Only if he knew than he wouldn't wasted even a single moment here and there. He would he cherished her, spoild her to the limit where she would be so happy that she would have forgotten about all her sadness and worries.

His heart broke into million of pieces, No word can console him, no one can hold his broken soul. He cupped her face and leaned down, kissing her forehead, her eyes, nose and lips. He looked at her with love and pain.

"Baccha..." He whispered, eyes welled up with fresh tears.

He wrapped his hands around her and hugged her.

"AHHHHHHHHH!!!" His mourn made hundreds of heart jump, he cried hugging his beloved wife.

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It is like the sky has also cried with them, as a parents lost their young daughter, a husband lost his wife and innocent kids their mother. Everyone gathered around the grave and hold on Shahnoor's wrapped body, shahzaib hugged her for the last time and slowly put her in the pit. The surahs and prayers have been recited and it is time to go back. Shahzaib graze his hand on the grave, his heart refusing to bid her farewell. His head fell to her grave, he cried and cried.

Firoz and akib hold on shahzaib's shoulder, made him stand up.

"Bhai.. let's make duaa for bhabhi.." Firoz said, trying to hold himself as he knows he have to take care of everyone just how shahnoor told him to.

They all put their hands together and started making duaa for Shahnoor's soul.

"Meri pyaari humsafar, tumhe karwat karwat jannat naseeb ho..(Oh my beloved companion...may you be blessed with paradise in every turn of your sides)" Shahzaib prayed.

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Later that night Abu daud went to the graveyard again but couldn't make it Shahnoor's grave as Shahzaib is already present there, sitting near her with dull eyes. Abu daud's eyes welled up, he gulped the lump forming in his throat. With disappointed heart he sat down, taking support of a small brick wall.

"How unlucky I am noor.. wasn't able to see you for the last time... should I tell you that this heart of mine is really grateful..for the favors you did on me. I...am..I..am sorry..I am really sorry..ah..*sniffing* I..how..noorrrr~ ahh..." Abu Daud cried, clutching on his heart.

There's always two kinds of love in everyone's life, one which you do willingly and another which they ,(someone special) make you love to. But what's the worst thing is you can't choose to keep either of them in your life, it is destined which one will be yours forever.

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Life can be really cruel sometimes, when it decides to take away something..it makes sure that you are broken in every way.

Ring! Ring! Ring!

Firoz's phone rang, he took out his phone from his pocket and looked at the caller ID. It is from hospital, he quickly answered the call.

"Hello.." He said.

"Hello, am I talking to Mr. Firoz darwish?" The female voice on the other line asked with panick.

"Yes-yes..what happened?" Firoz asked, his voice horsy from crying.

"Mr. Mirza isn't answering his calls, we need to inform him that his son is no more.." The voice informed, everything went silent.

Firoz's mind went blank.

'What she just said?' His inner voice questioned.

He shook his head, his heart rates messed.

"Wha-what did you just said?" He asked.

"The baby was very weak from the start and couldn't breath properly, we tried our best but wasn't able to save him." The voice explained.

Firoz's back hit the white pillar behind him, his phone falled down from his hand. Akib quickly hold him as he is about to fall down too.

"What happened firoz?" Akib asked, firoz eyes filled with fresh tears.

He looked at akib, his heart filled with sorrow and he quickly hugged akib.

"Mus..mustafa..is..no..no more bhai.." This news rushed as a fire in the town.

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Akib walked slowly towards shahzaib, who is still sitting near shahnoor's grave. He put his hand on shahzaib's shoulder but Shahzaib didn't flinch at all.

"Bhai.." he called him but no response.

"Bhai, we need to go to hospital." Akib said, at this shahzaib slowly look at him.

"Why?" He asked, whispering.

"Mustafa.."

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Shahzaib hold his little son's lifeless body his arms, swinging him lightly.

"Mere bete (my son)..mustafa.." He whispered, eyes looking at nustafa's small face.

He is so beautiful, small face, sharp nose just like Shahzaib's and thin lips. He is just like his father, fair complexion and little freckles on his cotton soft cheeks.

"Baba (father) is here... dekho baba agaye hain..aankhein kholo mere bacche..(look your father is here, come on open your eyes my child)" Shahzaib said, with heavy heart.

"Shahzaib bhai, he won't open his eyes." Akib said, tears flowing down his cheeks as he looked at the mafia of red Devils.

He isn't like this, no one has seen shahzaib this broken. His behaviour is painful for everyone. Why won't he? He has lost his companion and now his son, who he didn't even see with a heartful.

"Why? I am his baba..he have to listen to me, if he won't than I am going to get angry with him and mustafa.." shahzaib said and turned his attention back to mustafa.

"Baba won't play with you if you keep being lazy.. sleeping like this..it isn't good mere bacche (my child). Sleeping like this makes baba worry, good kids don't make their parents worry. Be a good boy and wake up meri jaan (my life)." Shahzaib said, as if mustafa is really going to listen to him.

"Bhai he is no mo-"

"SHUT UP!!" Shahzaib cut off akib while shouting with rage, his face all red.

Reality becoming poisonous for him, seeing no response from mustafa, he jerked him lightly. But no response again, fresh tears setting in his eyes. His heart being pained with the new realisation.

"Mera baccha (My child) YA ALLAHHHH!" He roared, falling on his knees, hugging his son to his chest.

~1 year later~

"Your mama (mother) used to say that sons never leave their mother alone in any situation and daughters never leave their father, I now understand why mustafa left us so soon..do you know fatima?" Shahzaib said, hugging his 11 month old daughter and resting his back on a swing chair.

"Because your mama was always afraid of being alone, she couldn't even sleep in our room without your baba." Shahzaib said, chuckling at the remembrance of his wife.

"You are Baba's strong girl, right?" He asked, feeling her breathing lightly.

"Baba ki jaan (Father's life), baba loves you very much. I am thankful to you for staying with me and not leaving me alone." He said, pulling fatima to his chest.

She is so tiny, but holds Shahzaib's life in her tiny hands. His health isn't better at all, he became weak in this 1 year of mourning. The sorrow of his beloved wife and son didn't let him sleep peacefully even for a second. Nightmares haunt him every night, that's why he prefers to read the Quran all night and send its blessings to his wife and son.

Shahzaib turned his head towards the right, his eyes looking at the same sky shahnoor used to look at.

Meri pyari shahnoor,

Mein apne dil ko samjhaun toh samjhaun bhi kiya,

Isey kaise kehdu tum chali gai?

Mein akela reh gaya.

Iss ghar k sannatey ko kaise khatam karu, mere dil ki veeraniyat ko kaise khatam karu?

Tumhari aadatein chhut nahi sakti meri baaton me,

Tumhe jab tak apne haathon se mitti nhi di tab tak yeh mehsoos hi nhi hua ki tumhe ruqsat karraha hu..

Tum chali gai mein kaise maan lu?

Mera dil bhar aata hai jab tumhara naam sunta hu,

Hamari beti ka chehra mujhe khush nahi lagta..wo bhi mehsus karti hogi tumhari kami..

Mustafa kaisa hai? Aakhir hamare bete ne tumhe akela nahi chhoda..

Mera pyaar tumhare liye din ba din or bhi badhta jaa raha hai,

Har raat mein Allah se duaa karta hu ki tumhe apne sapno me dekh saku,

Kaash mujhe maut aajaye..

Mein apne dil ko kaise samjhau? Tum chali gai or mein akela reh gaya...

(My dear Shahnoor,

What should I do to make my heart understand?

How should I tell it that you are gone?

I am left alone.

How should I end the silence of this house, how should I end the desolation of my heart?

Mentioning you is a habit of mine that cannot be forgotten,

Till I didn't give you soil with my own hands, I didn't realize that I was sending you away.

How can I accept that you are gone?

My heart swells when I hear your name,

Our daughter's face doesn't seem happy to me..she must be missing you too..

How is Mustafa? After all our son didn't leave you alone..

My love for you is increasing day by day,

I pray to Allah every night that I can see you in my dreams..