《Zindagi Ka Safar ( The Journey Of Life)》Chapter 29: Jealousy ?
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Sorry for being this late to update.
Actually I had some internet problem going on.
so,
"Jee aunty woh aj mane appointment set kar di thi Alia ki Dr. Shehnaz k pass. Ifra unhi ki supervision mai hoti ha. She is a renowned gyneachologist. Aj zuhaib le aye ga usay hospital, And I hope everything would be fine. " I smiled replying to aunty.
She was so worried about Alia's health.
Every mom would be worried for her child at this condition.
"Beta! I trust you and your family enough. Aur zuhaib beta toh itna piyar karta ha. Kisi aur ki zarorat hi nahi mehsos hone deta. "
I smiled.
"Aur bhai! Kia ho raha hai? Kia baatai ho rahi ha saas bahu k beech?" Haarib came and sat on chair.
We were sitting in garden having evening tea.
"Tumhari shadi ka soch rahy han..." I smiled.
"Waqai?" He sounded so happy.
Abhi dekhna sari muskurahat nikal jaye gi.
I looked at aunty and gestured her.
"Han woh salma ai thi do teen rishtsy dikhaye us ne. Magar dil nahi mana. Phir usi ne mashwara dia k woh Mrs. Khalida ki beti se baat kr lu...kia khayal ha?" Aunty said it all hiding her smile.
"Kia? Woh... nak chiri rabia? Mrs. Khalida ki beti? Mom kiu meri zindagi kharab karni ha ap ne?"
I laughed.
Kaha tha na, sari muskurahat gayab.
"Bhabi...ap hi koi rishta dhoond day. Apne jaisi khoobsurat aur well educated aur well mannered larki. "
I laughed again.
"Masqe toh tumhay bohat lagane aty han. "
"Masqe nahi bhabi. Dil ki baat hai. "
He said.
"Acha beta packing kar li sari?" Aunty asked me.
"Jee aunty bas aj mai wapis aa jao duty se toh I'll help you with the packing of Sheharyar. " I smiled.
"Han han! Yaha hamari shadi nhi karwana chah rhi aur khud honeymoon par bhi ja rahi han. "
Haarib made an innocent face.
Ek number ka dramabaaz hai.
"Janab! Sabar ka phal meetha hota ha. Aur hum bhi koi lakho mai ek larki dhoond k laye gay apne devar k liye, aur gaaty hue barat le kar jao gi,
Lo chali mai...
Apne devar ki baarat le kar...
Lo chali mai....
Na band baja, na hi barati ...
Khushio ki soghat le kar ..."
I sang the song and came behind haarib, wrapping my hands around his shoulders from back and aunty smiled.
"Array waah bhabi! Ap toh hum se bhi acha surr lagati han..." haarib said while looking back at me.
I smiled too.
And at the same time my Mr. Kharoos came.
I just saw his eyes that were on my hands.
Opps!! Jealous much?
If stares could have killed then I must say, haarib would have been 6 feet under the ground.
"Mom I am going to office. " he said and was about to leave when I stopped him.
"Stop! Umm...I....woh...."
He was looking at my face with no expressions and
God! Why does he looks so handsome with this white shirt and black pants, rolled sleeves that shows more of his biceps,
well set hair that enhances his beauty,
wrist watch that may stop the time of any women in front of him...
A little grown beard that makes him more classy and....
"If you wanna say something then hurry up! I have to go!"
Ek toh in ko har waqat jaany ki pari rehti hai!
"Jee woh ap office jaaty hue mujhe hospital drop kar dai aj woh driver chutti par hai. "
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I said with puppy face and a smile.
He surely will say 'jao haarib k sath chali jao'
"Haarib! Please drop her. " he said while looking back from my shoulder at haarib.
"Array! Biwi ap ki! Izzat ap ki! Responsibility ap ki! Aur pick and drop services mai provide kru?
Sorry bhai! Mai woh busy life chor k yaha sakon karne aya hun aur ki zimadariyan nibhane nhi aya!"
Haarib stated the fact with great courage.
Array wah! In janab ki bhi awaz nikalti ha Sheharyar k samne?
I turned around and praised Haarib with my eyebrow and facial expressions.
He smiled too.
"Okay fine! Lets go! I won't wait for you. I am waiting in the car. " Sheharyar said and stormed out of house.
Uff...mirchi lagi hai janab ko bohat ziyada.
I ran towards the room. Picked my bag and my phone.....
Where did I put my phone.....
Not in the drawers.... not at my table.... ufff.... Where are you ?
"Bhabi ye ap ka mobile...." Haarib came inside with my mobile in his hand.
"Uffoo! Tab se dhoond rahi hun. Do idhar" I took my phone and ran while Haarib said loudly behind me,
"I would be waiting for my answer.... "
Meri yahan jaan nikal rahi hai k I have wasted 10minutes in searching this phone aur is ko apne answer ki pari ha.
I was literally running.
Horn! Horn! Horn!
Arrghhh!
I ran out towards the porche where his car was.
I didn't care of my hair or my way of walking.
Dude! I was running.
"Women are always late!" He said without looking at me.
Ap ki manzil hun mai....
Meri manzil ap han....
Kiu mai tufan se daru....
Mera sahil ap han....
I shook my head at my own joke.
I was looking outside while he turned the volume on and song was being played.
Zara si dosti kar le
Zara sa humnasheen ban ja
Zara sa saath de bas
Phir chahe ajnabi ban ja
Tujhse milke dil ko ye yaqeen ho gaya
Aaine mein main sab se haseen ho gaya
Tu nigaahein phere to lage yun mujhe
Mujhse khoobsurat har koi ho gaya
Jaata hai jaa
Leja wafaa
Leja duaa
Bas de de apni wo nigaah
I was listening to the lyrics. He truly have made me beautiful just by his little gestures and accepting me with my reality.
Jab talak tu mujhme yaar shamil raha
Tujhme tha jo mera mujhko hasil raha
Kho gaya hai tu to
Ab ye lagta hai dar
Kya ye dil bechara tere qaabil raha
Sunle duaa, ye ilteja, tujhse judaa
Main kuch nahi hoon tere bina
Zara si dosti kar le
Zara sa humnasheen ban ja
Zara sa saath de bas
Phir chahe ajnabi ban ja
It was Sheharyar who looked at my side this time.
I was looking out but I still could see his face with my corner of eye.
Don't worry Sheharyar jee! I would surely change you. I believe in my aim. I believe in my love and I believe in what I have promised myself to.
Ap nahi jaanty ap ne mujhe meri reality k sath accept kar k mujhe kitni khushi di ha....
The girl who have been rejected by so many people just because of a single reason, and one person accepts her companionship along with that reason of rejection.... what THAT person would mean to her, is ka andaza kisi ko bhi nahi ha.
Mane kaha tha na Sheharyar! Mane ap k is superficial facial mask se piyar nahi kia, I liked the inner you, the real you, that Sheharyar which have been hidden under this anger and arrogant rude face. Bas Sheharyar meri is umeed ko pura kar dena.... mai ap se ap ka piyar nhi mangu gi, bas kabhi meri umeed na toriye ga....
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The to a halt and I realized that we have reached the hospital. I looked out and then at Sheharyar.
He just looked at me. I smiled and before leaving the car I set my hair in same position as always, on the left side of face.
Sheharyar was looking at my every action very carefully.
I know bolna bohat kuch chah rahay han. Par ego bolne nahi de gi.
I open the door and went out. Before shutting the door I answered his unasked question
"Everyone out there don't have same eyes and heart as that of yours. "
I was about to shut the door but again stopped and asked the question that have been wondering over my mind since last night
"Umm...woh...why did you asked me to pack my Saree for the vacations? "
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"Umm...woh...why did you asked me to pack my Saree for the vacations? "
Soha kuch bhi puch leti par yeh na puchti...
Nahi Sheharyar ab jawab do! Raat ko toh bohat dil ki baato ma aa k shahrukh khan ban gaye thay! Ab batao k kiu kaha tha Saree rakhne ko...
Bolo k us din mane tumhay thek se dekha nahi tha and I again wanna see you in that dress because you were looking absolutely stunning and I just wanted to....
Acha bakwas band!
I would preferably like to jump in front of a car rather than saying this all to her.
"Woh... there is a... event....I mean... I am going to attend the meeting there but.... I also have an event there to attend so...thats Why I thought that saree would be appropriate for that event. But why are you asking. Is there any problem?"
I said and looked at her face which looked a little confused.
Then she shook her head saying no and then went inside without a word.
I drove the car while thinking of her.
Why is she becoming so important to me?
And why do I get nervous in her presence...
Well nervous not really but, yeah I do get some strange kind of feelings.
When she was with haarib, I just got angry without any reason. Then when I saw her ruffled hairs, I adjusted them and what I noticed was she have a mole on her right cheek which suits her alot.
Fair complexion with a little mole , light brown hair which shines more in day light....and her 'always wondering eyes' with big big eyelashes.
I purposely made her hair to a side. She always made her left side covered. Kabhi toh hata lia karay.
Then she answered my unasked question. I don't know how she knew I was wondering to ask her this.
She really is affecting me and I need to get control over my nerves and heart.
I don't wanna make our friendship relationship affected by my stupid actions.
But still, she have promised to change me, and its a hell difficult task. I can't be again that jolly kinda man. Life has hit me strongly with the realization of what the journey of life is... it isn't the easy one to walk on, specially when you are bare foot, with no shelter, or with no companion.
I hope soha I could be what you deserve! But I couldn't promise.... I don't even know my own self.....
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"Yeah! And your next check up would be after 2 weeks. " the doctor explained me everything. Alot of precautions and alot of diet.
"Okay! Thank ma'am"
I and zuhaib moved out of yhe cabin where soha was sitting.
I smiled. She really is so nice. I didn't expect that my arrogant bro would have such a nice life partner. These both brother and sister are same.
Selfless lovers.
Thats all I have to say for them.
"Kaisa raha..." soha asked.
"Yeah everything's fine! Just little vitamins to eat and diet. "
"Acha tum log baitho I'll get the medicines. " zuhaib said and went to take medicines.
I and soha moved towards her cabin.
I think I should ask her.... she would help me with this. But...how to start the conversation...
"Umm... soha! Woh ek kam tha.." I said while sitting on the chair.
"Jee bolo?" She was going through some files on her table.
"Woh... I need some money.... "
She looked up at my face confused.
What should I say now.
"Everything is fine na?" She asked.
"Yeah! Its just a friend of mine need some money due to some financial crisis. So we all friends gathered money for her. But still they aren't enough..... "
"Han toh le lo na how much do you want...and besides this, why don't you tell Sheharyar. He would surely help her. "
Soha cut me and said this.
"No no no! Don't tell bhai!" I shouted.
Soha frowned.
"Woh! Actually bhai never liked her. She is an open minded girl and bhai always gets angry whenever I met her so... please don't inform bhai about this. She would surely return these money after her situations get normal. " I covered up
"Alia! Its okay! No need to return. Kisi k kam ana toh khushi ho gi mere liye. Batao kitnay chahiye paise? I'll transfer it to your account. " soha said with a smile.
"Umm... 40,000-50,000 would be more than enough. " I said while lowering my eyes.
Never in my life I thought I would ask for money to anyone.
Its all just because of that!!!
Relax Alia relax! Stress isn't healthy for the baby.
"An I'll give you the account of her...you can directly transfer to her account. " I forced a smile.
"Okay that would be perfect. " she smiled.
"Soha! Bura toh nahi laga mane awai itnay paise mang liye. But I seriously didn't knew kis se help mangu...I am sorry...." I apologize
"Array! Is mai konsi aisi bhari baat ha. Wase bhi I like to help others. And don't worry, Sheharyar wont know anything about it. "
"Yeh lo jee! Here's your juice. My baby must be hungry na!" Zuhaib arrived and gave me the juice.
"Yeah I was hungry" I took the juice.
"Ap ki bsst kon kar raha hai! I was talking about my baby not you!" Zuhaib said.
"Acha jee! I won't drink this now!" I placed the juice on table.
Zuhaib , at instant apologized and I smiled.
"Acha baba please pee lo! I won't say anything now. "
Soha also laughed.
"Shabash mere bhai! Aise hi khayal rakhna warna kan khenchu gi!"
I really am blessed to have such a family now I just have to get rid of this problem that have been a big hurdle of my life just because of my own mistakes.
Just to save my family and my baby....
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