《Ballad Of Love》『³』
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“ ajab 'mahtab' aankho ke
deewane sapne aaye hain ”
...
■ Nawabgarh, 2012.
Time fly like away like a wind, without giving them any clue that it might end too soon, their Dreamy Castle of first love will soon fade away, but they both didn't cared about it for them....only their present mattered, sitting under the Haunted and abandoned bridge of Nawabgarh, seeing the sky turn darker with the passage of time.
Gazing the stars together.
Talking endlessly.
Laughing quietly.
"Afeerah."
"Hmmm."
Afeerah murmured not looking in his Direction.
"Afeerah....Moon is the messenger for lovers."
She looked at him and found him staring at her, a moment passed between them. She didn't understood what he meant.
"Moon is the messenger for Lovers? How?"
She was curiously looking at him, like he is going to tell about the truth behind the conspiracy of Area 51.
"Nice Question." Rayyan nodded with amusement in her Direction and sat closer to her, Afeerah felt intimidated. She gulped down her that kind of feelings, butterflies swarming in her stomachs kind off.
"When two people fell in love, moon eventually become messenger between them. Lovers cannot live without seeing eachother, but have to live until their time comes to meet. Just like moon waits for a whole night and day to meet the blazing sun....after its dawn...."
Afeerah felt a burning sensation in her heart. She was know understanding what he wants to tell her.
"Moon revolves around Sun. Like a Devotee."
"Moon is a lover of Sun."
"Sun is the shinning star."
"Mehboob zaalim hota hai."
"Mehboob Shandar na ho tou, mehboob nahi hota."
"Mehboob sirf ek hota hai aur uspe jee jaan se marne wali deewani bhi sirf ek hoti hai."
"Rayyan."
A plea left her lips, she never understood his words, but now his every word is making sense to her. The car is going far away from the Khan Mansion, far away, and the pyramid of love is Falling down on her.
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Rayyan Khan left her alone on the path of love he showed to her, three months went away so fast.
"Rayyan." She was standing holding the backyard's fence, its sharpness was now piercing through her fingers, drops of blood getting absorbed in the wild grassroots.
"I understood everything Rayyan, You're the Sun, living faraway yet close and I am the moon, waiting for the dawn...."
...
“woh ik pal tha jou aaya aur guzar gaya
woh ik shakhs tha jou aaya aur dil le gaya.”
“kayi musafatein teh karlı hai
bas ik saarab ki khawahish mai.”
“woh shehzada ik riyasat ka,
mai dasi uski yaadon ki.”
She was writting her favourite shayris in the diary again. Its been years since the day he went away from her life and she was waiting patiently for him, just like the moon waits for the sun.
Her fingertips tracing the initials of her and his name that were engraved on the bracelet.
"Afeerah." Her mother came in her room, Saman Begüm was looking worried, she looked at her mother and then closed the diary.
"Yes Ammi."
"Beta."
"Beta."
"Why are you stuttering Ammi?"
Afeerah stood up from the chair and opened her almirah. She knew why her mother is here and what's going to happen then.
"Beta...tumhain dekhne kuch log aaye hai."
"Tou yeh konsi naayi baat hai."
Afeerah took out two dresses from her almirah and looked in the mirror, finding which lookes better and then she finally settled for the black Patiala.
"Ammi you know that Abba will handle it. Besides that I've to study for my exams."
Afeerah tried to calm her mother down, but Saman Begüm was still adamant to say something, she shooked her head and went in her bathroom to take a cold shower. She was on the threshold of the bathroom, when her mother called her out.
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"Afeerah take this tawiz bete."
Afeerah looked at her mother and quietly took the tawiz from her hands, wearing it in her neck. She doesn't believe in amulets, but she wore it...just to make her mother happy. She went inside the bathroom and Saman Begüm sighed in relief, thinking that this time everything went well, but only if she knew.
...
Three ladies were sitting on one sofa and the other two ladies were sitting on the Chairs, meanwhile the boy was sat on the old charpayi. They all were anxiously waiting for the girl, especially the boy, afterall his whole family is here to see his future bride.
"Salam." Afeerah came in, greeted Everyone with a smile. The boy all got shy suddenly, then smirked seeing Afeerah.
Bothe the families were chatting and everything going well, Saman Begüm thought this time they will accept Afeerah's proposal. She was positive about it until, the boy's sister demanded to let the girl and boy talk alone for a while.
Saman Begüm's face turned white, thinking about what will happen, but she gave them permission just because of the amulet she has given Afeerah this morning.
"Afeerah go bete show Rehan, our house."
"Ammi." Afeerah was feeling uneasy but her mother's expression was clear that she has to go and talk to this Rehan guy.
She was showing him around her house, when they stopped in the corridor abruptly. Rehan was holding Afeerah's wrist and she shivered thinking about thujko dekho yeh haq mera hai.....She turned around to free her wrist from his hold.
"So This A & R, means Afeerah's Rehan? Hmmm?" Rehan asked her looking all lovey dovey.
"Leave my hand." Afeerah gritted her teeth, his hold on her wrist was too tight. He was literally harrassing her in her own house.
"DIDN'T YOU LISTENED WHAT SHE SAID LEAVE HER HAND." Afeerah shouted loudly, but her vocals were masculine. Rehan quickly left her hand and droplets of sweat was forming on his forehead, he took two steps back....but it was too late.
His neck was in hold of Afeerah and she was choking him to death, Rehan tried to free his neck from her grip. Afeerah's eyes were blood red and she was groaning in animal like voice.
Rehan's family and Saman Begüm came in the corridor hearing the shoutings. They all were glued in their places. Rehan's mother and sister were watching Afeerah with mouth open...and Saman Begüm, she couldn't believe that the amulet didn't worked.
"Afeerah bete." Saman Begüm walked slowly in her Direction.
"MAINE KAHA THA NA AFEERAH SIRF MERI HAI. PHIR BHI TUMNE USKI SHAADI KA SOCHA."
Rehan's family was stunned to hear, Afeerah's voice and it took them a second to guess that Afeerah was indeed possessed by a jinn.
"Haaye haaye....aapki larki par jinn ka saya hai... humein yahan rishta nahi karna...."
Rehan's mother said looking at Saman Begüm and then moved in Afeerah's direction pleading for her son's life.
Afeerah loosened her grip on Rehan's neck not before twisting his wrist, Rehan shouted and quickly hide behind his mother.
"Ammi lets go. I don't want to marry her. Ammi lets go." And they all run away from their like PT Usha.
Afeerah looked at her mother with blood red eyes and then faint down on the floor. Saman Begüm sat on the floor crying for her daughter and her future.
"Afeerah."
"Afeerah."
Saman Begüm was crying and trying to wake up her daughter, who was possessed by the jinn of that abandoned bridge.
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