guys, before you people read the update.... i wanted to say something :p

guys it feels so bad that u all are hurt and i know... i feel your pain, but please my sweeeetest and dearessst readers, please bare this, as its a story and its a plot... a bit harsh one but still... maaf ker do yar :-p  please dont hate me for doing this to Mannat and Hussain. 

keep calm... keep loving them :) 

and you know what.... i have planned to bring few changes in my plot in later chapters ;) as I felt you all will kill me if i will keep going on with the current plot :( :p so planed to amend it a bit :) though the amendments will affect the very first chapter of my story .... the prologue... rememmber? ;) but nevermind, any thing for my readers <3

happy reading <3 i love all a lot :) 

55. MUHABBAT BHI ZAROORI THI… BICHARNA BHI ZAROORI THA!

“Hussain Asif! Please tell us why did you do this? And is it really true that you married a girl forcefully and then kidnapped her?”

“Hussain Asif! Your fans want to know the truth”

“Many of us and your fans are still of the view that all this cant be true….please say something”

“and is it right that you accepted your crime?”

“Enough! Please let him go….” I saw a man tried to Push away the media people who were gathered at the exit of the court and bombarded Hussain with questions.

“your fans want answers Hussain!” A woman asked, holding a small recorder near her mouth.

“please! Just go… Hussain’s fans need no answers, they already know him well…. Whatever he did, he did it to save his love….. his fans don’t need any explanation” the same man snapped to the woman holding the recorder and she backed off slowly. He was Shehry… Hussain’s brother, I could see a hell of tension at his face… which I had never seen before.

“we have a shocking news here for the fans of Hussain Asif….a rising star of bollywood who has been declared as guilty of kidnapping a girl and more over marrying her by force… the court had announced a three years imprisonment and ordered him to divorce the girl….its been a common trend among Bollywood stars that they get into such troubles a lot… and somehow end up into imprisonment.  lets hope for good, we wish you a happy time in jail Hussain!...... and hope you come back soon to rule over the hearts of people….. Ankita Mishra, channel 360… NewYork”

Oh Bhagwaan! ye kia ho gaya?......I just couldn’t believe what I just saw…. How on earth was it possible? Hussain?... I mean seriously? Hussain Asif? Did he do that? I just can not believe it.

he looked drenched, lost… as if he has lost everything… his face hanging down and… and those hand cuffs! Oh what the hell has he done there? and why?

I was in utter shock when suddenly my cell phone rang up and I picked it up… without looking away from the screen I put the phone to my ear.

“hello!”

“Veronica! Turn on your tv and watch the news…..” I heard Pallavi’s voice and I could sense she saw the news as well…. The tension and disbelief in her voice was so evident.

“Yeah! I am… I am watching that Pallavi… I just can’t believe it” I said, my eyes glued on the tv as the channel kept on repeating the clip.

“Veronica! Did you know about all this? I mean the marriage and all?” She asked.

“Nai Pallavi, I didn’t know anything…. I felt he was… he was in love or something when I last talked to him but…. Ye sab! This is so unexpected and unbelievable” It all seemed like a bad nightmare. Hussain ker he nai sakta aesa kuch bhi….

“I have heard that he himself accepted everything in the court” Pallavi said and I shook my head, in disbelief.

“Whatever…. Mein nai man sakti, I don’t know what could be the reason but I just can not believe it Pallavi, and I just hope things sort out for him” I said.

“Yeah hope so…. Tumhari bat agar ho us se to do let me know” Pallavi said and we hung up.

The tv channels were repeating the news with all the spices… on every showbiz channel the news was like… fire in the woods.

What the hell is all this…. God! He is one of the best man I have met in my life… selfless, loving and he was always so respectful towards women… how could this be possible? I know… I know that girl must be trapping him or something. Oh God! Please save him…..please! I mentally prayed for him, couldn’t look at his face any more so I switched off the tv throwing the remote on the couch, I stood up.

SHEHRY’S POV

“I guess we should let him be…. Kuch der akele chor dijiye, he needs to absorb all that” Waqas said and Mom looked at him, tears were still in her eyes as she banged on Hussain’s door but he wasn’t opening at all.

“But… but I want to see him, I want to talk to him beta!” Mom said in between her tears and turned to the door again…. “Hussain! Hussain beta derwaza kholo” Mom banged on his door, still no reply. I wrapped my arm around her shoulders.

“Mom! Maybe Waqas is right…. Let him be” I said, she looked at me worriedly.

“Mom! Come and eat something… ap ne dawaa bhi leni hea” Minahil came out of the kitchen and Mom shook her head.

“Merey bête ne pata nai kab se kuch nai khaya hua… mein kese kha loon?” Mom said still shaking her head.

“Mom! Please…. Don’t do this, you need to calm down…. chaliye aaiye, shabash” I said and almost forced her towards the hall.

“Mein khana lagati hoon” Minahil said and headed back to the kitchen.

“I am shocked, how the hell Shehroz took the case back?” Dad said once we sat on the dinning table.

“I don’t know… may be he wanted her back and as he got her… he took the case back” Waqas said and I shook my head.

“Nai Waqas…. Kuch gar barr hea beech mein, ye Shehroz banda itna seedha laga nai mujhe k itni asaani se case wapas le leta” I said and Mom sighed deep, wiping her tears.

“Saba!... Saba! Calm down, you should thank God that Hussain is back home…. And trust me he will be okay” Dad put his hand over Mom’s and she shook her head.

“he wont be okay… Asif! He wont be okay, mera beta Muhabbat kerta tha us se, phir ye sab q kia Mannat ne?q? ek bar bhi nai socha us ne k kia guzrey gi Hussain per” Mom said and I looked down, unable to say anything… so many questions were going on in my head… but no answers, Mannat didn’t meet us at all once the case was over. Shehroz took her back to home and there was so much police out of the court that non of us could meet her….

Minahil brought the food and put in on the table…..

“I don’t understand why she did that Saba… but whatever the reason might be, she didn’t do right….us ne to Hussain ko berbaad kerne mein koi kaser nai chori” Dad said, shaking his head.

“Dad! I agree with you… but what I saw in the court yesterday… non of you saw that” Minahil said as she sat down next to me….. “she was completely lost Dad!... she was shaking in fact as if.. as if near to collapse” she added and looked at me.

“I don’t know where she had been all those days and why she lied but one thing was sure…. She was in pain Shehry! I could see that on her face, in her eyes….” Minahil said and I sighed.

“everything has become a riddle, honestly” Waqas said shaking his head.

“Mom Dad! I guess you people should talk to Mannat’s parents….” I said looking at them and Dad shook his head at once.

“whatever happened in the court… after that, I am not going to do that. In fact bhool jao is sab kissey ko tum sab bhi or Hussain ko bhi bhool jane do” Dad said firmly.

“Its not that easy Asif! Hussain loved her, how can he forget her that easily… and she is his wife” Mom said worriedly.

“Shehry! Samjhao Hussain ko… convince him to divorce her. he can not go against the sentence of court” Dad said forcefully.

“Dad! We all know that he will never ever divorce her… usey samjhana bekar hai” Minahil said.

“and I think he is right… why should he divorce her? Shaid ki hea us ne gunnah to nai kiya” Waqas said disagreeing.

“But If Mannat herself is not happy with this marriage… whats the point of all this?” Dad said and he remained silent.

“I think we should talk to her… Shehry! Humein bat kerni chaiye Mannat se” Minahil said looking at me and I nodded slowly.

“yeah! she is the one who can solve this riddle” I said looking down to my plate.

“Han jesey kal court mein us ne riddle solve ki thi” Dad said angrily and I said nothing.

We finished our meal in silence and Mom stood up after having a few morsals, she headed to her room and dad followed her too.

“thanks God! Mami wagera chali gai theen werna pata nai kitna tamasha banta” Waqas said once Mom Dad left the hall.

I was about to say something when I heard footsteps and we all turned around and I found Hussain heading towards the main door, we looked at each other and then hurriedly got up.

“Hussain!...” I called him but he didn’t listen to me, rather stepped out of the apartment banging the door at his back.

“Hussain! Hussain yar ruk” we all hurriedly stepped out of the apartment and almost ran towards him, who was hurriedly going out of the building.

“Where are you going man?” Waqas held his elbow and he stopped in his tracks.

“Hussain!” my heart skipped a beat as I looked at his face, all worn and shaky… lost. He looked tired and drenched, I gulped down as his gaze met mine…. his eyes red and slightly wet.

“I will be back in an hour” he said and tried to get his arm off his grip.

“But where are you going?” Minahil asked and he looked away.

“Mannat se milne” he said and we looked at each other.

“have you gone mad? Kaheen nai ja raha hea tu, samjha!” Waqas jerked his arm and he looked at his face.

“I need to get my answers Waqas, please let me go… until I’ll get them, I wont be able to breathe even properly. Please jane de yar… she needs me I know” Hussain said as if pleading and Waqas rolled his eyes.

“acha chal!” I said and Waqas looked at my face…. “chal, hum bhi chalen ge sath terey” I added and Hussain shook his head.

“No, I will go alone” he said.

“Zid mat ker Hussain! ya to sath chal… ya ghar chal wapas”I pointed towards the door at our back,  he was getting on my nerves now.

For a couple of moments he just stood there then he slowly nodded his head and Waqas let go off his arm.

“you guys go, I will go to Mom… she will be worried hum sab chale gaye to” Minahil said and I nodded with an assuring smile.

She turned back to the door while we headed towards Hussain’s car and I drove to Mannat’s apartment.

RIDA’S POV

“Mannat! you tell me or not.. doesn't mater, I know you are hiding something from us” I guess I was repeating this sentence for 100th time by now, in front of Mannat… who was sitting on her bed like a stone statue since yesterday.

“please Mannat!” I held her from her shoulders and jerk her up….. “Mujhe dar lag raha hea tumhari khamoshi se, please speak to me, tell me where were you? what happened?” a tear escaped the corner of my eye as I looked at her face closely. Scars, wounds….. Mannat, Mannat lag he nai rai thi.

“I have lost him……” she whispered to herself as if she was in a trance and I looked into her eyes… blank, plan emotionless.

“It was your damn fault, Mannat” I said, my voice raising….. “it was your fault, you lost him because you didn’t trust him, you didn’t trust your love Mannat….” I added and she looked at me, I saw a strange kind of expression on her face.

“I have lost him, Rida” she repeated in that same under a trance kind of a tone.

“Mannat! look, tell me everything… trust me sab theek ho jae ga.” I said holding her face in my palms and she looked at me, her eyes shinning with tears now.

“Hussain…muj se nafrat ker ra hoga na Rida?” Tears blurred my vision as Mannat said those word in hell pain.

‘Hussain mujhe… Hussain mujhe talaq to nai de ga na?” her eyes were filled with fear.. fear of loss.

“Mannat! this is what you asked for… in the court, in front of so many people. The court has ordered him to divorce you… it was your wish” I said, I felt my heart was sinking somewhere deep as Mannat held my hands tight, shaking her head. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she blinked her eyes.

“Ri.. Rida! Wo… wo

“Mannat!” she was about to say something when I heard Shehroz entered into her room.

“Phir se rone dhone ka tamasha mat start ker dena… we are leaving for the airport in an hour, get ready” He said ruthlessly and I wish I could slap his face tight.

“cant you behave like a human being for once? Don’t you have a little bit humanity in you, Shehroz?” I stood up from her bed and looked at him, who glared back at me.

“What are you trying to imply?” he raised his eyebrows.

“She is your fiancée, us k rone se tumhara dil nai dukhta shehroz? Tumhen takleef nai hoti use takleef mein dekh k? ya insaniyat hai he nai tum mein?” he rolled his eyes at me.

“Insaniyat? Huhn! I took my case back and let Hussain live as a free man… is this less than a good show of humanity?” he asked sarcastically and I looked away.

“you are ready to go with this man???? Mannat!... you are ready to lead your life with him!.... I wonder kitni bari waja ho gi jis k liye tum ne Hussain ko chor diya or is insaan ka sath qubool ker liya” I yelled, looking at Mannat who was staring at her hands, placed in her lap.

“What do you mean by that? You are insulting me….you

“I know I am… I am insulting you, feel it… feel it Shehroz! And for the love of God… chale jao Mannat ki zindagi se, jan chor do in dono ki” my voice was shaking in rage, in helplessness. He just kept on glaring me when I headed out of her room.

Coming out of her room I literally fell on the couch in the hall... Ya Allah rehem q nai kerta tu…. Q itni bari saza de raha hea? I cried silently….

SHEHRY’S POV

I stopped the car in her parking and Hussain hurriedly jumped out. I could sense his anxiety, his tension on his face as we headed to her apartment.

As I rang the call button the door burst open and I saw Rida standing there with puffed eyes all red and slightly swollen.

“Rida!.....” I heard Waqas’s voice, worried. Rida just kept on looking at us as if she saw a ghost.

“Mannat!.... kahan h

“Wo chali gai” Hussain asked but She cut him in the middle, almost whispered to herself.

“She left Hussain!… wo chali gai, tum ne der ker di” She said and tears started rolling down her cheek.

I looked at Hussain who just stood there speechless… shocked, with numb senses he took steps back and bumped into me, he was about to stumble when I held his arms tight, I looked at him… I couldn’t believe Mannat chali gai….

“she cant go like this… Shehry! She cant go like this” he looked at me, disbelief evident in his eyes.

“How can she… how can she go like this, wo?... wo chali gai?” He spoke as if he has lost his mind. And I held his face in my hands.

“Hussain! sambhal apne ap ko… us ne chale he jana tha yar” I said and he looked into my eyes, tears pooled up in his eyes.

“us ne chale he jana tha?” He repeated in words in utter shock and I looked down, unable to see the pain on his face.

“you didn’t stop her?” Waqas asked Rida who was standing there, holding the door.

“I tried… I tried but Shehroz….” She left the sentence in the middle when Hussain looked at her on mentioning Shehroz’s name.

“What did he do? Tell me?” Hussain almost shouted and I felt she shivered at his tone.

“Batao mujhe!” Hussain held her arms and jerked her, he wasn’t in his senses…. “wo zaberdasti le ker gaya na usey apne sath? roka kun nai tum ne?” Hussain jerked her once again and tears rolled down her face.

“Hussain! Hussain let her go… pagal ho gaya hea tu? chor usey”I tried to get him off her arms and he looked down, moving his hand in his hair in desperation.

“wo chali gai Shehry!... she left me here … mujhe chor ker chali gai wo” Hussain looked at me and I just couldn’t understand how to calm him down, how to handle his pain???

“Mannat buhat muhabbat kerti hea tum se Hussain…. please jao or rok lo usey, please!” Rida said in between tears and I put my hand on her shoulder.

“Hussain! chal… lets go to the airport, Kab nikle wo log?” Waqas put his hand on Hussain’s shoulder, then asked her.

“Its been half hour” she replied.

“lets go……” I said looking at Hussain and hurried towards the lift at our back, when I felt Waqas stopped in the middle. I looked back at him and he looked at me as if he wanted something, my gaze shifted at Rida who was standing there on the door in tears…. Oh! Yeah.. I guess she needs a hug. 

“ja!.....” getting his expressions I said, pointing towards her with my head but he didn’t move acting oblivious.

“abbey! Jaaaa! Nautanki sarey, saley!…. Jaa or jaldi aaeen, we are in the car” I pushed him towards her and along with Hussain, headed towards the lift.

AT THE AIRPORT

“Hussain! they must have boarded already….” I said to Hussain who was looking here and there like he has lost his most expensive possession, he kept on moving his hand in his hair in frustration.

“Hussain! chal yar…. Its of no use now” Waqas put his hand on Hussain’s shoulder and he looked at him.

“I have to find her Waqas! Tu samajh q nai ra….. I have to find her, I have to stop her. she is my wife” Hussain almost yelled and Waqas shook his head slowly, looking down.

“Bhool jao usey ub.. yei behter hea tumhare liye” Suddenly we heard a voice and turned around, Shehroz was standing there crossing his arms.

“Mannat kahan hea?” Hussain stepped towards him and fisted his collars in his hand.

“Hussain! no… leave him” I held his arm but he kept on glaring Shehroz with fiery eyes.

“you better stay in your limits Hussain! don’t forget… I am the one who has returned your freedom to you, werna abhi bhi jail mein bethey hote tum” Shehroz held his hands and jerked them off.

“Where is Mannat?” Hussain ignored his sentence and Shehroz sarcastically chuckled, shaking his head.

“I have told you Hussain, forget her now… she is going to be my wife with in a week” Shehroz said and Hussain fisted his hands.

“She herself does not want to see you any more, she hates you” Shehroz said and this time Waqas stepped towards him.

“Enough Shehroz! Enough dreaming I guess” Waqas snapped and Shehroz looked at him narrowing his eyes.

“I-WILL-NEVER-GIVE-HER-DIVORCE” Hussain stared into his eyes and he glared back.

“does not mater anymore……shadi to phir bhi mein kar loon ga us se Hussain Asif! Tum kuch bhi nai ker pao ge” Shehroz spatted and before Hussain could punch his face or even worse, I held his arm.

“wo tum se nai milna chahti Hussain, didn’t you get it in the court?” Shehroz said forcefully.

“whatever she said, she was forced to say all that… I know Mannat can never do this to me willingly, or kis ne kiya …. Kun kiya ye to mein jan ker he rahoon ga Shehroz” Hussain pointed a finger at him and he rolled his eyes.

“Just because of you, her father is fighting with life and death in the ICU Hussain…. she hates you, she regrets that she has loved you” Shehroz spatted and I felt Hussain’s body stiffened at his words.

“Shehroz! Let us meet her… its important” I tried to cut that not-going-anywhere kind of talk.

“Never” he still glared Hussain, who jerked his arm off my grip and headed towards the waiting lounge.

“Hussain!” I called him but he didn’t stop.

“Mannat does not want to meet you or him, why don’t you people get that?” Shehroz said and I ignored him.

“Kahan ja raha hea ye ub?” I looked at Waqas and we followed Hussain towards the hall.

“MANNNAT!..... MANNAT!.... where are you? MANNAT!” I saw him yelling out aloud in the hall, people just started staring him as if he has lost his mind or something.

“Hussain! she is not here…. She could have heard you till now, if she wanted to” I tried to convince him but he just simply ignored me and ran here and there in the hall, trying to find her.

“MANNAT!....” he yelled louder this time, he was panting now.

“Hussain! there is no use now, I … I think he is right, Mannat does not want to meet us. She does not want to …..meet you maybe” Waqas held his arm, saying hesitantly

Hussain stood there helpless… hopeless and I stared his face. he slowly looked at him and then looked down as if he was accepting his defeat… his loss. I hated it, those expressions on his face. he looked pathetic… miserable.

“she really hates me?.... is it… is it possible that… that Mannat hates Hussain?” Hussain said to himself, looking down and I held his arm.

“Hussain! bhool ja” I knew how difficult it was for me to say this.

“kese bhool jaoon?” he whispered and slowly headed towards the exit with heavy steps, Waqas looked at me and I sighed. We followed him out of the airport, nobody uttered a single word… back home, Hussain kept on staring out of the window and we didn’t dare to look at him or talk to him… kuch raha he nai tha shaid bat kerne k liye, sab khatam ho gaya tha shaid.

I slowly raised my hand and turned on the music… couldn’t bare that dead silence.

Wohi hai sooratein apni

Wohi main hoon, wohi tum ho

Magar khoya huaa hoon main

Magar tum bhi kahin gum ho

Mohabbat mein dagha ki thi

So kaafir the so kaafir hain

Mili hain manzilein phir bhi

Musaafir thhe, musaafir hain

Tere dil ke nikaale hum

Kahaan bhatke, kahaan pahunche

Magar bhatke toh yaad aaya

Bhatakna bhi zaroori tha

 Mohabbat bhi zaroori thi

Bichhadna bhi zaroori tha

I looked at Hussain, his eyes were closed now he was so still it gave me a shiver deep down my spine…. My grip on the steering went tighter.

“Hussain!” I called him but he didn’t reply, I felt Waqas popped his head at the front too.

“Hussain! Hussain” I called him again…. still no reply, I could see the corner of his eye was moistened….

“Sain!” Waqas touched his arm and tried to shook him when suddenly his head fell on one side and I pushed the breaks hard, making the tyres go shriek loudly.

“Hussain!”…… we both almost yelled together.

MANNAT’S POV

My life has ended here… here where my heart is, where my happiness is…. Where Hussain is. I wish I never have came here, I wish I never have fallen in love with you Hussain. itna dard na diya hota tumhen agar muhabbat na ki hoti, q hui mujhe tum se muhabbat? Q? I am leaving my heart and my life here…. I knew I will never come back to you Hussain. bus itna he sath tha hamara… shaid itni he khushi likhi thi hamari qismat mein….. shaid is se ziada deserve nai kerti thi mein.

I was standing there…. with my wheeler placed  near me while Shehroz was talking on the phone…. My eyes fixed on the screen above my head in front of me. our flight was due in 3 hours and the boarding had still half hour I guess.

“I guess you should stop thinking about him now” I heard Shehroz, who came and stood near me.

“Na chah per bus chal sakta hea Shehroz, na chahat per…. I can’t help it” I said still looking at the screen and I heard him chuckled.

“yeah! but as now… you will get married to me.. so

“Who said? I am still his wife Shehroz” I cut him in the middle looking at him….. “you made me go to Pakistan, it does not mean that you can make me marry you” I said firmly and he smiled, his smile scared me deep down.

“Lets see” He said carelessly and a shiver ran down my spine.

“I agreed on your condition Mannat… I took my case back, now be a good girl and do as you are said, werna…..” I just kept on staring his face whn he left his sentence in the middle.

“werna?... werna zaberdasti karo ge tum?” I asked and he looked down at my face.

“If I wont have any other option” he said staring into my eyes and I looked away, I gulped down the lump in my throat… no, I wont let that happen, I cant. I am Mannat Hussain, I cant marry you Shehroz.

I felt like puking, I hurried towards the lounge and stepped into the powder room. I brawled out into the basin…. My head was spinning and stomach ached badly, I held my tummy and leaned with the sink… trying to breathe.

I washed my face splashing cold water harshly over my face when suddenly my left eye felt pain, as water went splashing into it. I shut my eyes tight….

“Aafat!!” warm breath touched my ear and suddenly I opened my eyes as if somebody has jerked me with full force, I forgot my pain as I heard his voice near me…. I looked around there was nobody. I looked into the mirror…. I looked so messed up!

“Hussain” I whispered in heart…..

Mein kaheen bhi chali jaoon Hussain, tum mujh mein hamesha raho ge…. mein or tum alag thy he kab? Mein kabhi bhi ye shadi nai hone doon gi… kabhi nai. I shut my eyes tight, I felt warmth over my cheeks once again as tears rolled down.

Hussain ko cheen liya muj se tu ne… ya Allah! Ya Allah us ka naam to rehne de mere nam k sath… ye bharam to rehne de ka abhi bhi us ki hoon.. or wo mera hai.

I washed my face again and wiped it up with a tissue paper, looking into the mirror I headed towards the door and opened it up… I was just about to step out when… when I saw him. No, he cant be here.

He was entering into the waiting lounge and I could see Shehry and Waqas at his back, following him.

“Hussain!” I mouthed, suddenly I got panicked as he started calling my name. I shut the door back tight. my heart stopped beating …..

“MANNNAT!..... MANNAT!.... where are you? MANNAT!” he was calling my name on the top of his lungs. I fisted my shirt in my hands as I cried…. I wanted to yell out a loud, I wanted to cry on top of my voice.

I want to call you back Hussain… I want to, but am sorry! Am so sorry…. My breath hitched up in my throat as tears refused to stop.

“Mannat!” I heard he called me again…. There was pain and anxiety and frustration in his voice.

“Hussain! chaley jao… Khuda k liye chaley jao. Mat terpao khud ko, na do khud ko ye takleef! Nafrat karo muj se… bh… bhool jao mujhe” my heart pounding heavily and breath uneven.

His voice died away… as I couldn’t hear him any more. Slowly with shaking hands I opened the door slightly and peaked outside, I saw Shehry and Waqas standing with him in the mid of the lounge, and Hussain looking down. his head was hanging as if… as if he has lost everything, as if he was accepting his defeat.

I couldn’t bare to look at him any more, I almost fell down near the door and bending my knees into my stomach, I cried hugging my self…. I cried on my helplessness.. on what I did with Hussain. I cried on what gonna happen to me there in Pakistan.

Guys I promise just a few more chapters and things gonna sorted out inn shaa Allah.

Please don’t hate me for all this, as it’s a story guys… it’s a story. Please bare with it. I cant see u all in that depressed moods but kia karoon yawr, my plot was like this :( sorry for all that trauma I put u people in :(

Love u all a lot <3