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Zahra's dress at the side

Zahra's POV:-

"Better if you leave soon"

The words affected me more than I thought. He doesn't want me in his life,he doesn't love me.

I wiped off the tear that escaped my waterline. Bringing my knees upto my chest I rested my chin on it wrapping my hands around them.

My thoughts wandered back to the day when my parents told me about this.

"Zahra..." My mom called as she peeked in slightly through the door.

I sat up straight and smiled "Yep mom"

She came and sat beside me on the bed. I could sense something wrong there as she and dad never talked to me so.......politely ??

They are always cursing,abusing and hurting me. Aaj ye sooraj kaha se nikla.

She took in a breath and I stared at her confused. Something is really wrong...my mind warned me.

"You are getting married." She said. It took me sometime to process it and I widened my eyes as realization hit me.

"What?!! Mumma you can't be serious right?" I asked as panic strikes me.

"I'm serious. You are getting married next week.And I am not here to ask for your approval,I came to inform you" She said with a straight face with almost no emotions.

"But why? You can't do this to me mumma. Dad! I'll talk to dad" I said and got off the bed when she pulled me back with a jerk.

"It's your Dad's decision. We can't spend our money on you anymore now. So it'll be better if you leave soon" She said and walked out slamming the door shut.

I just stared at her retreating figure and warmness over my cheek brought me back.

Dad bhi? Kyun. Maine aisa konsa gunah kiya tha ya Khuda jo mujhe na maa ka pyaar naseeb hua na apne baap ka saaya sar par hai.

Maa ko to apne pass bula liya aapne saath mei mere jannat ke zariya bhi le liya. Dusri Maa hai par jo mohabbat jo pyaar jo fikar meri Maa karti thi wo nahi hai.

Uske jaga sirf nafrat,ghum,takleef aur zillat di hai unhone. Maa kehti to hu unhe maanti bhi hu par unke liye mai sirf unki souteli beti hu.

Par apne baap ki to sagi beti hu mai. Kehte hai beti baap ki jaan hoti hai. Ek baap apni beti ki ek muskurahat ke liye har qurbaani dene ko tayyar hota hai. Apni beti ke aankh se gira ek aansu unhe bardaash nai hota. Baap ka saaya beti ke aakhri saas tak hota hai.

Kya mere papa ko takleef nai hoti Mujhe rota,dard se tadapta hua dekh kar. Kya mai sirf ek bojh hu un par? Kya wo nahi chahte mere chehre pe ek halki si bhi muskaan aaye.KYA MAI APNE BAAP KE LIYE ITNI BADI ZEHMAT HU?

I cried my heart out as the thoughts surrounded my mind.

Allah always plans what is best for us. Maybe this marriage will prove as a turning point in my life. Who knows that happiness will make its way to my life and I'll be able to feel the love care and affection that I've been craving for.

I shut my eyes as memories flashed. This marriage did prove a turning point in my life.

The hope which I had for my life to be filled with happiness and being loved were crushed.

Ammi,Abbu,Hussain and Maha do make me feel loved but what about the love of Shehryaar. The love of my husband.

They say when you get married your husband fills in the voids. But in my case my husband crushed the hope of me being completed by my husband.

But I came to realize one thing.

Life is like seasons. Just as sometimes its the pleasant sunshine, sometimes dark clouds empower the sky and sometimes it rains. But yet we have hope that a ray of light will be seen sooner or later.

The same way in life there are times of joy,happiness as well there are times of pain,hurt and sorrow. But deep down inside we do have a hope that a ray of happiness will come in our tough times.

Sudden buzzing of my phone pull me out of my thoughts. I wiped off the tears and took my phone from the table.

Glancing at the caller ID i answered the call.

"Hello"

"We have a party to attend at evening. Be ready by 7:00 and wear some proper clothes"

Banda hi hello ka jawab hi dedeta hai. And what does he mean by proper clothes? Mai kya patte(leaves) pehen kar jaane waali thi jaise

"What did you say?" He through the other side and I slapped hard on my forehead.

Damn! I was thinking that aloud?!!

"I meant dress in something decent and classy and not those shimmery and full of lights sorta dresses of yours"

With this he ended the call and I sighed.

What should I wear now?

Walking to the wardrobe I opened it and went through my clothes to search something 'decent and classy'

My eyes stopped on a black dress and I took it out. It was a anarkali suit. Plain black with golden border along the edges.

"Perfect!" I said and went to the washroom to get changed.

I quickly took a shower and got changed in the dress. Stepping out of the bathroom I dried my hair with the towel and blow dried them.

I let my hair fall in natural waves and side swept a little giving them volume.

Wearing just the earrings I quickly applied a bit of makeup and was ready to go.

Lastly I adjusted my duppatta and wore my heels. Glancing at the clock I sighed in relief as I was ready in time.

The door of the room opened revealing Shehryaar. He stopped for a second looking at me. Scrutinizing my look and I gulped.

He took his clothes from the wardrobe and went to the washroom to get changed.

Meanwhile I decided to wait downstairs for him.Descending the stairs cautiously so as not to trip in this long dress and heels I made my way down.

Just when I was stepping down I lost my balance and shut my eyes tight ready to hit the ground.

But a arm snaked around my waist and I clutch tight on what seemed like their shoulder.

Slowly opening my eyes I came face to face with Shehryaar.He searched my face for a second until our eyes met.

I just stared at his brown eyes when a voice brought me back to reality.

"Ahem ahem"

Making me straight Shehryaar left me and went outside grunting.

I looked at Hussain and he gave me a look of apology. I smiled and he sighed.

"Looking hot waise Bhabi jaan" He said winking and a slight chuckle left my lips.

"Bhabi pe line maarte ho sharam nai aati" I said in mock anger.

"Leh, ab banda taareef bhi na kare..." Hussain's voice was cut off by Shehryaar.

"Are you coming?!! We are getting late!" He yelled and I released a breath.

Hope that this evening goes nice.....

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