"Is she married?" As I reached Sheharyar he was talking on phone but his words caught my attention.

Kis k bare mai baat kar raha ha?

He hung up the call and by his eyes it seems like he would murder someone.

Waha Soha is ko propose karne ki tayari kar rahi aur yeh janab yaha gussa karne ma time waste kar rahy.

"What's up bro?" I cheered up the mood and placed my hand on his shoulder which he furiously removed.

I frowned.

"Kia ho gaya bhai? Itna gussa kis baat ka hai?" I asked politely.

"Kuch nahi. Tu ja yaha se! " he refused to talk but I want to.

Bhabi ka itna acha surprise kharab nahi hone du ga mai. I have to make you normal. Yun gussay ma upar gaya tou .... nahi nahi.... aisay nahi jane dena isay....

Is ka kia bharosa kia kar baithay.

"Sherry! Baat to sun yaar. Tune toh mujhe mubarik hi nahi di .... bhala banda bhai ko khush hi kar de....." before I could complete my sentence he walked inside completely ignoring me.

Aunty bhi ghar par nahi ha.... alia ne un ko bhula lia tha. She and her mood swings.

Ab is ko kaisay sanbhalu?

"Sherry! Baat to..."

"Bohat mubarik ho tujhe teri shadi hone wali ha! Now will you excuse me. Mujhe kam hai. " he entered the study room.

"Sherry yar meri baat to sun! I wanna give you some information. "

Shayad office ki baat karu ga toh dehan idhar udhar ho jaye.

"Woh the deal with Mr. Khan is now again in our hands. I gave the project to kashif. Us ka background dekh k. "

Hope this works.

"Aur hassan ka kia hua? Why didn't he finalized the deal? And where is he now?"

No!please not this topic.

His eyes met mine and were asking for the answers.

"He left. " I answered while looking anywhere but him.

I am trying to calm him and he is getting angrier even more.

"Why? And where?" He was demanding.

"I don't know. He just left with his resignation. May be he was guilty on his act. " I tried to make sense.

"Yeah. I understand" he said while taking slow breaths and sitting comfortably on his chair.

"Are you fine?" I asked.

"Yeah. You go sleep. I'll sleep later. " his order was meant to follow.

I guess he is relaxed or trying to relax.

Bas thora sa thanda ho k jaye soha k pass please. I promise she would make you forget all your worries.

"Okay then! Good night. " I said and moved towards my room.

Hope all go well in between them.

And the office issue!

I'll handle it myself tomorrow.

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Why is this too exposing? I should have bought the other one.

Actually I was wearing a black maxi which was backless.

I just bought this for today.

Aj k baad to isay hath bhi nahi lagana mane. Sirf Sheharyar k liye.

I smiled at my thought of what I have planned.

Sheharyar I'll make this night most special for you.

I moved towards the candles all around the room.

Scented candles! I love them.

I had placed rose petals on the bed and somehow tried to make environment a but romentic.

I placed the cake on the table and lit the candle.

The door opened at the same time relieving Sheharyar.

His sleeves rolled up.

Upper buttons of his shirt were open and his facial expressions changed suddenly seeing what was waiting for him.

I smiled.

Surprise sweetheart!

He entered the room and placed his coat on bed without giving importance to anything in his surroundings.

I frowned but tried to stay calm. May be he is tired of his office work.

I moved towards him and grabbed his arm turning him around. Wrapping my hands around his neck I tried to kiss his cheeks but he moved away leaving my hands in air.

Sheharyar Ali! Aur kiss karne se bhag jaye. Strange!

Soha! Office ka work load ziyada ha na so that's why he is just frustrated. Make him relax.

I tried to reason my ownself.

I again hold his hand and show him the cake on which it was clearly written with cream,

'HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR HUBBY'

"Happy birthday sweetheart!" I whispered in his ear and hugged him but he didn't hugged back.

When I didn't moved away he tried to get away but I didn't let him.

He'll be relaxed in sometime.

"Soha! Leave me. " his words were as if he was holding back the anger.

I shook my head and stayed there saying,

"Subha se kam kar rahy han. Kuch time biwi k liye bhi nikal lia karai..." I smiled but that didn't lasted longer.

He took hold of my both arms tightly.

"Soha! I said LEAVE!" He forced me to leave him by grabbing my arm and making me stand there confused.

"Ek baat samajh ma kiu nahi ati tumhare? LEAVE ME ka matlb ata hai na?" His voice was loud which made me flinch.

Sheharyar kia ho gaya hai?

My eyes got wet but I controlled myself.

"Sheharyar! Kia ho gaya ha? Koi baat hui ha?" I asked politely while again approaching him but he turned back.

"Kuch nahi hua hai! Bas har waqat ye third class romentic harqatai!

Grow up! Ye kia dramatic biwio wali harqat hai. " he wasn't in a good mood but that doesn't gave him the right to insult me.

Soha! Be calm.

Dono gussa karo gay toh baat bigar jaye gi na.

Just relax and try to handle situation in a calm way.

"Sh...Sheharyar ap k liye kia ha mane ye sab....ap ki...birthday thi toh mane socha..."

"Toh tum ne socha k moqay ka faida uthao ! Cheap romentic harqatai karo aur time waste karo. Ye kia? Kia ha ye sb han? Ye cake cut krna tha na. Ye lo"

He moved towards the table and took the knife and cut the cake in harsh way and said,

"Ye lo! Cut gaya cake aur kia? Ye lo khao tum bhi!" He brought the cake to my mouth and made me eat it by forcing it in my mouth.

"Ho gai birthday celebration? Now what? I am not in a mood to have sex right now so you can now go and change. " he said while throwing the rose petals from bed on the floor.

Sex?

It that what he calls our love?

"So, all the love moments we share were only the moments of your pleasures and not the LOVE?"

My temper was now losing.

"Please don't start it with the dialogues of 19th century. It was what it meant to be. Now move on. "

His words were like daggers in my heart.

"Sheharyar kia hua ha? Kal tak to ap thek thay. Agar meri koi baat buri lagi hai toh I am sorry but please don't behave like this .... it hurts..." I was crying by now.

He turned around.

Gave me a look. An expressionless look.

And then he left saying, "It's a duty of a wife to know what's the mood of her husband! Har waqat ye typical being romentic harqatai! I DON'T like this all can't you just understand this simple thing! "

And .....

He left.

Making me wonder, where my mistake was.....

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Why am I hurting her knowing that her tears make me mad.

Her eyes were screaming for a justification of your lame behaviour Sheharyar!

Her shining eyes were crying because of you! Because of your filthy words.

I pinched closed my eyes as my own words make me feel sick!

There was trust in her eyes....

Expectations in her voice.....

Begging in her words ....

How can I be so harsh!

Sheharyar what if she is not the intruder and I am just guessing it wrong.

May be truth is something else....

But why the hell would she transfer such a large amount in his account and lie to me that she gave it to her friend.

Sheharyar! May be he would be her friend and he needed money....

You have to trust her.

I inhaled the last cigarette that was left.

I couldn't think straight so I came out and now was sitting on the car bonnet.

I am gonna stop that spy tomorrow. That's enough of my rudeness and madness. She isn't HER.

I looked at the cigarette in my hand and her words rang in my ears,

And instantly I threw the cigarette away.

soha! You have become my reason of living.

Deep down in my bones, soul, you are everywhere!

How can I leave you.....

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As I entered my room, darkness was what I met.

I adjusted my eyes to the darkness and then turned on the side lamp.

Instantly my eyes fall on the fragile body laid on the bed.

All curled up like a little child.

Hands over her chest as if afraid of something.

Tightly hugging the pillow. MY PILLOW.

My eyes travelled to hers and there were still the strains of tears.

The pillow under her had a dark wet patch, indicating she had cried enough to wet half of the pillow.

Whose the reason?

ME!

I laid to my side and tried to sleep but sleep was nowhere near me.

Her back facing me wasn't helping even.

I moved and pulled her slowly towards me.

She have cried enough to sleep soundly.

She willingly put her hands around my waist and I brought mine around hers.

Now I guess I could sleep peacefully.

Being in arms of my addiction.... my life... my survival.

I slept not before kissing her head and whispering words that were meant to say,

"I am sorry and I love you so much..."

"Han han... aj jana ha shopping pr. Ek week reh gye shadi mai and I haven't bought a signal dress. Now shut up and you are going with me tonight. " I ordered ifra as she was putting the cup of tea in front of me.

"Yar shadi meri hai aur dulhan ko yu bazaro mai le kar phiray gi tu? Skin beauty kharab ho jaye gi yaar..." she complained acting like a heroin.

"Oo meri heroin dost! Tera banda pehly hi tere peechay lattu hua phirta ha. Ab ye beauty ka achar dalna ha tune?

CHUP KAR K MERE SATH CHAL! " I slapped her hand and she flinched.

"Kia masla hai yar....acha chalo..."

I smiled at my victory.

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"Han ye red wala mujhe acha laga tha. It was elegant and goes okay with the event. Nikkah par yehi pehn lu gi. Theek ha na?" I showed my dresses to Alia.

Abhi shopping kar k ai thi. Mama ko sab dikhaya ab alia ko dekha rahi thi.

"Soha! Sab bohat achay han. And red one is perfect. "

She replied.

I smiled and started to fold them to put them in bags.

"Soha....woh bhai ka phone aya tha. He wanted to talk with you. Is there any problem? I mean. I have no problem with you being here but if its because you guys have some problem then please do solve it first. " she was pleading with eyes.

I smiled.

Un janab ko toh acha sabaq milna chahiye! Soha ko tang karne ka anjam acha nahi hota.

"Nahi yaar! Kuch masla nahi ha. Bas ap k bhai ne ek bacho wali harqat ki thi toh unhai bacho wali saza de rahi hun. Aur yaha ma un se lar k nahi ai. Ab bala mai tum se ya zuhaib se milne nahi aa sakti? " I laughed and went to my room.

I have been here since that night.

I was awake when he kissed my head and said sorry.

But that wasn't enough!

I am not angry. Obviously he was angry at some office work but that doesn't mean he have the right to say such harsh words to me.

5 dino se na un ka phone uthaya na baat ki.

Hone do pagal! Itni toh aqal hai nahi k biwi se milne us k pas aa jaye. Huh!

Baba meet me in the halfway.

"Meri beti toh bohat khush lag rahi hai. Allah meri beti ki khushi hamesha salamat rakhay. "

I smiled and hugged him.

"Baba! Ab jis k baba ap jaisy hon jo har waqat duaye karty rehty hon toh us beti ki toh zindagi mai khushiyan hi khushiyan hon gi na. " I smiled widely

Ek baap apni beti se kitna piyar karta ha ..... is ka andaza ye zamana ya is k log nahi laga sakty...

Ye toh woh rishta hai jis ko alfazo ki zarorat nahi parti apna ehsas dilane k liye...

Jis ma dono log ek dosre k liye bin bolay sab mang lety han....

Baap apni beti ki khushi chahta hai us Allah se....

Aur beti apne baap ki sehat aur khushi ki har waqat girgira k dua mangti ha...

Is amal mai dono bin bolay sab mang lety han.....

Bin kahy sab keh jaty han...

"Meri jaan! Har baap apni beti ko khush hi dekhna chahta ha. Bas us ki beti ki muskurahat mai hi baap ki jaan basi hoti ha. Beti khush toh us ka baap double khush. "

Baba and I laughed and then I made tea for him and we both spend some father- daughter time.

Ek larki ki shadi ho jaye toh sab se ziyada baap afsurda hota ha...

Par sath khush bhi hota ha k us ki beti apne ghar ki ho gai.

yeh waqat aur ye lamhay har beti ki zindagi ma aty han.... jab woh ye sochti hai k ab tou sasural hi sab kuch hai...

Toh jaan lo! Mayka (the girls real home) hamesha us k sath hai....

Sasural jitna bhi acha kiu na ho....

Jo khushi mayka aa k milti ha larki ko shadi k baad.... us ka koi mol nahi.

The never ending care of your mother...

The behold love of your father...

The fun n fight hidden with love and care of your brother....

These are the feelings that couldn't be described in words... because papers can't get enough of what it feels like....

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"Soha! Sohaaaa" Alia came holding phone in her hand.

"Baat karo... baat karoo naaa..." alia gave me the phone and I brought it to my ear.

"Hello ?" I asked and no one responed.

Just a deep breath was heard.

Sheharyar!

Alia smiled and left the room.

"How are you?" He asked and I didn't replied.

Standing beside the window of my room I just heard his worried voice.

I too was dying to listen him...

To be in his arms....

To be with him...

"Phone kiu kia hai?" I have to act like nothing happened.

"When you'll not respond to my calls or sms then I had to do something to contact you. " he clearly was frustrated.

"Toh aa jaty yaha.... kis ne mana kia tha?" I said with a hint of mischievous grin.

"Han ta k tum sab k samne meri achi khasi izzat kar deti. " he replied annoyingly

I laughed.

"Woh kiu?"

"After the stunt I have performed that night..... I guess I deserve this. "

"No you don't Mr. egoistic. You deserve a little more. "

I

said sarcastically.

"Okay now come back! I have been a complete disaster without you. " he was totally annoyed and I smiled.

Time for firing his words back at him!

"Sorry! Ap ki har waqat ki third class gussa karne ki adat! I am done with this. So, I am not coming back. " I laughed as I heard him groan.

"It won't end nicely. You would end up being with me either this way or that. But what matters is...You would have to pay for this. " I could sense him smirking.

"Tohmat tumhare ishq ki orrdh li chadar ki tarha....

Abhi bhi ap hissab k talabgar han kisi saudai ki trha...."

I replied him with whatever came into my mind.

"Mai yahi hun aur yahi rahu gi.

Himmat hai toh le kar jaiye ga yaha se mujhe ..." I smiled as I heard him laugh at the other side.

"Baratio ko challenge nahi kia karty....

Un ka kia bharosa....

bin bataye...

dil waly dulhaniya le jaye...." his reply was totally unexpected. I smiled and then hung uo the call before saying,

"Hum bhi thehre baray reet o rewaj waly....

Ab to ye kuri tab hi jaye gi jab us ki baraat aye gi....."

I cut the call and smiled.

Baraye aye dulhay raja!

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I have been waiting here for past whole hour.

I was here to meet that hassan!

Aj raat ko ifra ki mehndi bhi hai and I have to get hurry.

Its been so tiring. Ap ki bestie ki shadi ho woh bhi do hafto mai. And all you had to do was running here and there with dresses, jewellery and all the stuff like these.

But I was being more tired these days. Each of my muscle needed relaxation which I wasn't giving them.

I guess that's what making me more exhausted now a days.

Aur upar se ye tamasha!

Ek dafa nazar aa jaye! Aisa sabaq sikhao gi k naani yaad aa jaye gi.

"Oohh! Well! Hi there beauty!" Someone came from behind me and put his hands over my shoulder putting his head near my cheeks.

I abruptly stood up and pushed his hands away!

"There is a thing called 'manners' if you know?" I sarcastically looked at that man.

He wasn't old enough but may be of Sheharyar's age. Roughly hair with grown beard but with mischievous smile on face.

I so wanna punch this man right here right now!

"Pleasure to meet you Mrs. Soha Sheharyar!" He extended his hand but I refused.

How come he know my name? Is he?

"I have been waiting for you for so long. " I made my expressions stern and again sat on the seat.

"Well! Sorry I didn't knew someone this beautiful was waiting. I thought that toddler with her big bump would be waiting and that was no fun meeting a pregnant lady. " he shamelessly sat in front of me and I looked straight into his eyes.

"I don't have time to waste so... coming to the point! HOW MUCH MONEY DO YOU WANT?"

I asked with anger.

"Waoohh! Lady hold on! Have some coffee and then we ll discuss the thi...."

"Would you like to end up this all in good terms then be straight or I have other ways which you won't prefer I guess. " I placed my right leg over my left knee and tried to be straight enough.

"I DON'T want money!" He said while sitting back on sest fully adjusting himself.

"Ohh really? Then I guess I am wrong by judging you because you were the one blackmailing alia for nothing. "

"That was just the part of plan.... I was actually behind .......YOU!" his words took me by surprise.

Suddenly my phone started to ring.

It was Sheharyar.

Not now Sheharyar!

"Hello?" I answered while his eyes were still on me.

"Where are you? I wanted to.." he was in the middle of sentence when I cut him off and said,

"I am at hospital....alia...alia ko le kar ai thi. Would be back soon. Bye. " I cut the call and he smirked.

"Janeman.... apne husband se jhoot nahi bolty... buri baat hoti ha. " he smirked again and I rolled my eyes.