《Zindagi Ka Safar ( The Journey Of Life)》Chapter 15: Gold digger?
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Its being a week to Alia's wedding. She and zohaib also went to honeymoon. Anty also insisted Sheharyar and me for the honeymoon but thanks to him, he refused by saying he have alot of work.
I was in the kitchen helping the maid with the breakfast. I was seriously so bored at home. Thank God I will be going on duty tomorrow. Yeah I had taken leave for a month, and now its over.
I placed everything on the table. Aunty came and sat on the chair thats called the 'head of family' and I also sat beside her. We started breakfast.
"Ummm... Aunty! I forgot to tell you that my leave has been over. Tomorrow is my duty at 9. " I told her about the duty because mama adviced me that now she is your mother and whatever you want to tell, or share ....you'll do that with her too.
"Yeh toh bohat achi baat hai beta! I was also thinking that you would be getting bore at home. "
She took a deep breath and continued
"Wase toh mne socha tha dono bachy honeymoon par chaly jaty toh acha hota. Ab dekho na Alia gai ha toh ye nalayak bhi tumhay le jata kahi ghumane phirane."
Just then, Mr. Kharoos (arrogant) appeared with his mobile on his ear as usual.
Ye banda itna busy reh kaise leta hai...ya toh isay waqai itna kam hota ha ya phir ye jaan k sab k samne shokhiyan marta hai. Arrogant kahi ka!!
I concentrated on my food.
And said, "Aunty! Agr hum chaly jaty toh ap ka khayal kon rakhta yaha par?"
"Array choro beta. So naukar hai yahan par. Par ye larka meri kabhi sunta hai. " she looked at Sheharyar who was least interested in our conversation. He just sat there talking on his phone and took two three sips of his coffee and then went office saying goodbye to Aunty and as usual ignored me as if I am not even present there. I smiled a little just at his behavior,the reason of which I don't even know.
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"Hahahahaha! Aunty alia kitni piyari lag rhi hai na. Aur Sheharyar hanstay bhi thay?" I asked her.
Actually we were sitting in Aunty's room, watching old pictures because we had no work to do.
"Hahaha! Han beta. Bohat khush rehne wala aur khushiyan dene wala bacha tha mera. Sab ka piyara, sab se shararti. Bas....mere ghar ko nazar lag gai lagta hai kisi ki...." her eyes got wet and then she continued,
"Beta! Mera Sheharyar bura nahi hai. Bas thora sakhat dil ho gya hai shayad is liye k us ne zamane ki sakhti bohat choti umar mai dekh li. Baap k na hone se bachay bohst disturb ho jaty han, aur jab khud bara beta ho ye ghar ka toh....." she closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
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"Beta use kabhi chorna mat. Woh rude hai, batamez hai, pagal hai par beta dil ka bura nahi hai. Use bas piyar se treat kro wph khudi sahi ho jaye ga. " she placed a hand on my cheeks and looked at me with so much love and pain in her eyes. I smiled and nodded saying,
"Fikar not aunty jee! Ap ka beta bohat acha hai aur usay aur acha mai bana du gi. Dunya jahan ka piyar pani mai mix kar k pila du gi un ko. " She laughed a little.
"Acha chalai aj mane sara dinner banana hai so ap aram se soo jaye thori dair aur mai sara kam khatam kar k ati hun. Okay?" She nodded and then I left her room and moved towards kitchen as it was already 7p.m.
Zindagi bhi kia khoob khel khelti hai na...kisi ko itna kuch nawaz deti hai k insan nashukra ho jata hai. Aur kisi se itna kuch cheen leti hai k woh sakhat dil ho jata hai.
Life is the name of ups and downs. But all we have to do is go with the flow and never let the surroundings change you! Because if you let that happen, and you'll change yourself then your relations would be effected, your loved ones would be hurt and a series of chain would start that will only end up hurting your own self.
Ab agar Sheharyar ne khud ko itna badal dia hai toh I'll definitely do efforts to bring happiness and love back to his life.
I made chicken boneless, his favorite with roti along with meat roast. It was the time of his arrival. Aunty also came and tasted a bit of everything and also praised me.
We were waiting for him. Everything was set on the table. And..... I went to change and set my hair.
Just then I heard the horn of car. He came in and we started the dinner.
I didn't had anything in my plate, I was waiting for him to take a bite and tell hows it. My excitement was written on my face. He as usual ignored me. Aunty was also smiling seeing my face.
And....he took one bite and then his moment became slow. He looked at me and then at aunty,
"Who made this?" He asked in a serious tone. My smile was gone by now at his voice.
"Beta! Soha have made all thw dinner of today. Isn't it tasty? I just loved it " aunty replied with a smile
He looked at me and then stood up saying, "Mujhe bhook nahi hai. And neither its tasty mom! Is ko agar tasty kehty han toh pata nahi phir tasteless ko kia kahy gay..."
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I said this and went to his room and I was just sitting there dumbstruck. Everyone always praised my food, mama,baba, zuhaib, even my colleagues. And he.... just said that its all tasteless?
I smiled and didn't show my sadness and said to aunty, "kuch nahi hota aunty! Ap khaiye na. Unhay ma baad ma kuch aur bana du gi. " she was too angry at him but I made her eat the dinner and then her medicines.
I was picking up the utensils from table when I saw aunty going to our room.
Please aunty kuch boliye ga mat Sheharyar ko...warna sara gussa mujh par utre ga.
I did all the cleaning and went to my room and at the same time aunty came out and she smiled seeing me. Thank God koi masla nhi ha.
She left and I went in. There was no one in the room. Sheharyar was in the balcony as usual smoking.
I rolled my eyes and sat on the bed.
My back really hurts by sleeping on that couch and after all the work today. I just sat on the bedside in hald lying position with my eyes closed. I could sit like this until his smoking session completes.
I don't know how much time passed but then someone jerked and pulled me by my arm and made me stand up.
"Tum samajhti kia ho apne ap ko han?"
Ye larki samajhti kia hai apne ap ko? Issay lagta hai Sheharyar Ali ko bewakof banana itna asan hai? Sari dunya ko pagal bana lay but not me!
Mom just came and asked me to treat her well. And that she is my wife and I cant run form my duty of a husband. I have to keep her happy.
Happy? Yeah ....abhi in jaisi larkio ko thori si khushi do toh baad mai ap ki jaan le kar hi in ko dili khushi milti hai. Just because all your money goes to them.
I was smoking, and smoking and then I saw inside the room from the glass window. And there she was. Peacefully resting on my bed as if she have won some kind of victory.
I moved inside and held her arm tightly and made her stand up.
"Tum samajhti kia ho apne ap ko han?"
She looked confused to my sudden question.
"Mane tum se pehly bhi kaha tha and I am repeating myself again! DON'T YOU DARE TO INTERFERE WITH MY LIFE. " I paused and left her and moved towards the door and locked it so that mom couldn't hear us.
I held her arm and drag her towards the walk n closet.
"Kia kar rahy han...chorai mujhe..." she tried to free her hand.
I jerked her towards the wall and then her eyes started that water machine of tears.
"Listen you! Ainda agar tum se mom se kuch kaha aisa waisa toh trust me mai ek minute nahi lagao ga and you'll end up outside this mansion. DO YOU GET THAT?"
she didn't paid attention to me she was just busy with bringing her hair to her left side of the face as if hiding something behind those hair. She always have her left side of face hidden with hair or sometimes with her dupatta. I was looking at her and her moments of fixing her hair to her left side.
"Done with your hairstyles?" I asked and she look up at me with fearful eyes. He eyelashes were wet with tears and those shine with the dim light of this room. This was thw first time I was this close to her. Sheharyar, you was supposed to be angry at her.
My inner voice came and I again held her by her arm and pushed her more towards the wall.
"Mane koi shikayat nahi lagai aunty se. Unhai ap k behavior se hi andaza ho gya ho ga. " she said with all the confidence.
Wao! So she have a tongue to speak also! Great!
"Oh really? SO NOW YOU'LL TEACH ME OF HOW TO BEHAVE?"
"I am no one to teach you but yes! If you don't want everyone to know about this all then... you have to control over yourself" she said all this looking in my eyes.
I always like a woman with confidence. But right now she was just making me lose control over my anger.
"Just be in your limits okay! I know what to do and what not to! And don't you ever think that nobody will see your this greedy face. I know who you are and all the girls of your type always need money and fame. I know all the gold diggers like you. So you better pack your bag and count your days in this house. Because I wont let you stay here for long!"
With that said I left her, took my car keys and went to get some peace.
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