《Scrambled Tales》||01||
Advertisement
Before you read
Although all my characters are Muslim, they don't portray perfect Islamic characters. No one is perfect and my characters are nowhere near them. They are flawed, stained. They consume alcohol which is prohibited in Islam, they have inked themselves, some maybe have questionable relationships and many such things, but once you are reading, I will request y'all to bear with those. All your feedbacks are welcome here, but please try not to be hateful in the Dm's. We all are suffering in one way or other, please be gentle, and let's make it a happy place.
||Aarzu||
LOUD music bustling the surrounding, youngsters screaming their hearts out, party poppers blasting every second, as they fill the void sky with fireworks. By the barges of River Thame, she stands hooting along with her colleagues.
Black hairs with few copper red highlights swaying amidst the cold winds the kisses her. Clad in black shimmer top with leather brown jacket paired with black jeans and ankle boots, she looks gorgeous but the little drop of diamond that rests on her left nose steals the show.
A smile lingering on her face as her blue orbs catch the known figure among the crowd walking towards her with open arms, a sly smile and two beer bottle. This guy will never change.
He engulfs her in a bear her handing her one beer bottle, holding her close to him.
"Another new year's eve together." He whispers, a smile never leaving his face hiding those millions of pain behind, just like her.
"And here's too many more to come." She leans towards his shoulder.
Another hooting begins as the countdown starts, "A decade it is." He whispers, she smiled gulping all her memories away.
"A lifetime it is." She replied.
Advertisement
3
2
1
"Happy New Year.." They scream their hearts out, letting their pain travel across the world, in hope of finding the happiness they deserve but never had their chance in it.
Her blue orbs collide with his amber ones.
Pain against grief. Yet it different this time, way too different.
A sudden pang of pain hits her but she gulps it down with beer. There's no place of pain in her life, no place.
"Happy new year Zaheer." She smiles at her confidant.
He holds her by her shoulder, laughing at a distant memory. A memory of them sitting next to each other by the bonfire in the valleys of Abbottabad. A sigh of pain a memory of grief.
"Happy new year Heer ki Aarzu." She laughed and the stars in her blue orbs shine.
Walking out of the crowd hand in hand they sat on a bench, lost in the chaos that engulfs them. Another gulp and she started laughing. Zaheer for once is happy for her laugh, but he knows the truth better.
"Stop laughing Aarzu." He said keeping her gaze fixed on the shinning sky. They say the new year brings hope, he is trying to find that, for him, for her, for them.
"Why? I thought you love the sound of my laugh." She asked with an innocent pout. He gulps his beer choosing silence to be her answer.
"Not now." He replied.
"Why so?"
"Because I know the screams skulked behind those laughs." She laughed hard at this letting a few stars fall from her eyes.
"Yeh Dard hi toh kambhakt khatam nahi hota na." She sighed.
"Aarzu"
"Ek baat bolu Yaara" He nods.
"Kabhi bhi woh gunah na karna jo maine kia hai. Kabhi bhi kisi kambhakt buzdil se ishq karne ki ghalati mat karna, saza e maut bhi usse behtar hoti hai."
Advertisement
"Aarzu. Mohabbat mei dard hona uska hissa hai."
"Hissa hota toh sikhwa nahi karti na, yaha toh dard hi dard hai, mohabbat nahi. Aree mohabbat choro yaha toh mehboob ko mehbooba ki aarzu tk nahi."
"Tu toh heer ki aarzu hai na."
"Haa kyuki kisi kambhakt ne aarzu ke maan ko cheen liya." He sighs, she closes her eyes blinking the stars away. The dark clouds suddenly fill the sky, resembling her life.
"Abeera ka call aya tha." He whispers slowly.
She nods, she knows, she got those calls too, but not the one she wanted, she longed for.
"Next week should we visit them." She laughed.
"We? As in you and me? Well, I guess you are forgetting something here."
"Aarzu, Abeera is getting married, Amma specifically asked for you, you have to be there."
Amma asked for her, she always has.
"I can't" She can't go back, so much for loving someone she shouldn't have.
"Aarzu it's been a decade now."
"But it still pains, Zaheer." It always will.
When lover left on a starry night while he had promised to stay for eternity, the pain of betrayal sojourned for an aeon. A pain that won't let one sit under the starry sky ever again, that won't let one go back to their home ever again, for they had taken their home along.
"I left that place too Aarzu. Maine bhi apna ghar chora tha."
"Wahi toh fark hai na Zaheer. Tumne apna ghar chora tha, mujhse mera ghar cheena gya tha."
Pain, a kind of pain that stayed for a decade and that would stay for a lifetime. Zaheer Shah had left his home because he wanted to be with her, Aarzu Shah had to leave her home because someone ordered that. For she had loved a forbidden fruit.
"Abeera aur Amma ke lia bhi nahi?"
She keeps her eyes fixed on the flowing river, how serene it looks right now even amongst the mayhem it never loses its serenity.
A voice echoed through her memory lane.
"Aarzu" He calls her, she smiled looking at the sky where stars are shimmering, in hope, again. She sighed and nodded slowly, how can she ever deny her Amma, she cannot.
A decade had passed and she is craving for that lap, that laughter that joy, she missed them. As she closes her eyes, the beautiful valley of Abbottabad comes up, those large wooden brown door, the green long lawn, those spiral stairs, those massive hallways, that rooftop, the cushioned swing, and for once she saw herself there. She opens her eyes and gulps her pain with beer.
She is for sure going there, even if for the last time it is.
"Jab Pyaar mein Pyaar nah ho, Jab dard mein yaar nah hoJab aasoun mein muskaan na ho, Jab Laafzo mein zubaan nah hoJab saasein bas yunhi chale, Jab har din mein raat dhaleJab intezaar sirf waqt ka ho, Jab yaad uss kambat ka ho Kyun hun mein rahi jab kisi aur ki manzil, Dhadkano ne saath chhod diya Ae Dil Hai Mushkil, Ae Dil Hai Mushkil"
Advertisement
- In Serial35 Chapters
The Third String.
" No! Get away from me. You are not my mumma and you will never be. I hate you and papa hates you too. I don't wanna talk to you.!" Sahil screamed." Sahil, baby I am not trying to take your mumma's place. Please just let me tend to your would or you will get infection." I tried to pacify my four year old son." No. I can do it on my own!" He shouted and ran back to him room.I sighed and knocked my mother in law's room. She is not fond of me either. Only two people in the house truly understand me, my father in law and my sister in law who is in her first year college. My so called husband wants nothing to do with me. I am only his son's nanny who is incapable of doing her job." Where is Sahil?" The deep voice roared in the living room." In his room." I replied not looking at him." You had one fucking job. To take care of my son and you couldn't do that too." He directed his anger towards me." 5...4...3...2...1" I counted backwards to calm my anger." I tried to aid to him. He wouldn't listen to me." I said honestly.Without a word, he stormed into Sahil's room." Like father, like son. God, why do you have to make things so difficult for me!" I exclaimed, climbing up to my room.Shivanya Sharma- A practicing criminal lawyer by profession, big softie at heart. She is loved by everyone and has a very supporting family. Has three close friends and can do anything for them. Is twenty five but still loves chocolates.Abhimanyu Singhania- A twenty nine year old entrepreneur. He used to be a jolly personality but after his wife Aditi's death, he built walls so high around him, no one can see the real him. He has a son, Sahil whom he loves to the moon and back and can fight with the world for him. Gets married to Shivanya only for Sahil.What has destiny in store for both of them? When two fireballs collide, will it lead to destruction or creation of something beautiful?
8 265 - In Serial118 Chapters
His Solace (Book 3) On Hold
"I love you, Lee, but I can't keep doing this."- - - Lee was a famous rockstar from the passengers and Simone, well she was just a regular girl trying to find a man who would love her more than she ever thought possible. Who would've thought that the quiet, down to earth Lee would've been the best candidate.
8 160 - In Serial16 Chapters
the psychiatrist and his patient
Liam West is in a mental health hospital along with his new best friend Aiden Reed.Liam tried to kill himself multiple times but he never succeed . He killed his last doctor , he said he didn't want help but mrs. Avery didn't listen so his anger got to him and stab her. his new doctor is Alexander Gray , a sarcastic vampire who happened to hate his job .
8 96 - In Serial66 Chapters
Princess on the Loose [Completed]
Clarissa Marie Valdez, a daughter of a con man, was chosen by King and Queen Academy, a prestigious school full of princes, princesses', heirs, and heiresses. Why was she chosen? Who chose her? How could she get out? And most of all what are they hiding from her?
8 168 - In Serial57 Chapters
Kingly Desire (BWWM) (on hiatus)
A story in which a king becomes infatuated with a young girl who is supposed to serve solely as the queen's womb.
8 279 - In Serial51 Chapters
I am Soulfully Yours
Arjun is a IT Professional in well-known IT company. He is a introvert. He has no interest in love and marriage due to his past. He has no idea about the girl whom he is going to marry. But he did agreed to take this commitment just for his parents happiness.Sadhana is a extrovert girl who lost her dream and passion due to her bitter incident and yes she too agreed to marry the person to make her parents happy.What happen if these two hearts get connected through a marriage commitment without any love for each other?Will they fall in love?Will they two find their souls in each other?Will Sadhana achieve her long lost dream?
8 375

