62. Reunion
finally reunited.....<3 am so happy :)
hope u all are gonna get happy too :)
Guys i have copied the prologue as it is.... so thoes who have read it already and dont wann read again :-p can skip it up :-p those who wanna read it again ;) are more thn welcome :) <3
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And yeah there is an important question at the end... do answer that :)
62. REUNION
I just kept hugging him tight, I felt he flinched in my grip but I was so afraid…. I felt if I will let him go, he will run away… he will go away as happiness ran away from my life, as smile faded away from my life.
Tears kept on falling down on his shoulder as I let them flow down… I want to empty myself. Slowly he moved in my in grip once again and reluctantly I pulled back. We were still on the stage and many eyes were stick on us, mine were fixed on the little Shehry standing in my arms…. Actually he looked more like me, but his eyes… his smile just like Shehry’s, cutest in the world.
“Yahan ap ro rae hen… wahan Dad ro rae thy, why do people cry?” He made a cute face and I frown, oh! He was there… Shehry was there. My heartbeat quickened.
“Is he here?”I asked and he pouted.
“He was… but he left a few minutes back” he stated and my smile faded away suddenly. I hurriedly got up and looked in the audience, he can’t leave like this…
“Mujh se miley bager kese ja sakta hea wo?” I almost said to myself and went down the stage.
“Shehry!” I called him. I knew he was there among the people sitting in the hall. He just can not leave without meeting me… nai!
“Sain Chahoo! Sain Chachoo!” I heard him at my back and I turned around, he was holding my award in his hands carefully.
“Kahan gaye wo? Shehry, where is he? Where did he go?” I bent down and asked, my heart was racing….
“Outside…..” he replied pointing towards the exit and I stood up, holding his hand in mine I almost ran towards the exit.
“Sir! Hussain Sir! Where are you going? What happened?” I heard Umer calling me but I just didn’t care any more. I didn’t want to stop now… aj nai mila un se to sari umer nai mil paoon ga. Saley! Muj se miley bagher chaley gaye.
“Sir! Are you okay?” I stepped out of the hall when I saw my guards coming towards me and I ignored them all.
“kahan chale gaye?” I moved my hand in my hair, I felt frustrated… drenched.. lost.
“Chachoo! Calm down” Aayan tucked my pant and I looked down at his face.
“Was he alone?” I asked and he frown a little, didn’t get me I guess…. “Shehry tha bus? Waqas Chachoo, Atif Chachoo and.. and your Dadi, Dada… Maha wo bhi thy sath?” I asked bending down, holding hope in my heart and he shook his head, then nodded making me frown now.
“Dada and Dado are at home… and Maha Aani doesn’t live with us, so didn’t come” Ayan explained sweetly and I wondered why Maha wasn’t living with them….
“Wo tumhen chor ker chale gaye?.... they left you alone here?” I asked in disbelief.
“Q? tu bhi to chor ker chala gaya tha humein Saley!” Ayan opened his mouth for saying something when I heard at my back and I felt myself frozen for a moment.
“Shehry!” a whisper came out of my lips as I turned and found him standing there…. with them too. A breath of relief left my mouth as I saw them there… I felt I found oasis in the mid of a vast dry desert.
They just stood there, looking at me saying nothing and for the first time in my life I felt speechless in front of them… for the first time I didn’t know mein kia kahoon? Kia karoon?
Slowly Shehry stepped towards me… I just stood there urging to hug him and cry on his shoulder…. But I just couldn’t take a single step. Shehry stopped near me, his eyes slightly red and his face serious….. he looked handsome as always, Sala! Hamesha se he mujh se do qadam aagey tha…. he was way hotter and still was.
“Ub galey lage ga… ya appointment leni par…
“oh teriiiii” he was in the mid of his sentence when I just couldn’t stop myself any more and almost lunged on him making his gasp. I buried my face in his neck and wrapping my arms around his shoulders, hugged him tight… he didn’t stumble at all, hugged me back even tighter.
“Saley! Harami insaan…. Rulaa ker itna, ub khud ro raha hea? Jahan ka kameena hea tu” Shehry punched my back with his fist. I shut my eyes tight and tears flew down on his shoulder… I cried fisting his coat in my hands…. His voice… his touch.. his hug… I so longed for it man! I so missed him, my grip went tighter so was his.
“Am sorry!” I whimpered and he punched my back once more… “am sorry Shehry! Maaf ker de yar” I felt my breath hitched in my throat.
“Soch hea teri… mein nai maf kerna tujhe” I felt he was crying too….and his grip around me tight as if he was afraid of loosing me, so was I.
Slolwy I looked a little up, still in his hug and found Waqas and Atif standing there with Minahil and a girl who was carrying a little baby in her arms. I could see tears in there eyes….aansoo jin ki waja mein tha shaid… nai yaqeenan mein tha.
I pulled back, Shehry was holding my arms and his eyes searched my face.
“Saley! Badal gaya hea tu to bilkul, smarter… hotter… sexi…sexier” he said in between tears with a smile on his face and I smiled back… “mager kameena bhi or ziada ho gaya hea, Saley! Yad nai na tujhe meri? Hamari?.... bhool gaya tu sab kuch?bat … bat tak kerna zarrori nai samjha!” tears kept on rolling down his cheeks and he didn’t wipe them away…. I just couldn’t look away his face… and I hugged him once again this time he stumbled a bit before hugging me back.
“teri soch hai Shehry!...I have missed you man! I have missed you all a lot….teri soch se bhi ziada” I said and he stroked my back trying to calm me down as my breath hitched up once again.
Slowly he pulled back and looked at Waqas and Atif…they were standing there silently, looking at me with tears in there eyes. I stepped closer and was about to hug him when suddenly I got a tight slap on my face and I stumbled a bit, I looked up at Waqas in shock… didn’t expect this was coming…. He stepped towards me and grabbed my collars in his hands.
“Kia? Kia dekh ra hea?” he looked real upset and I looked down….. “buhat bara hero ban gaya hea na tu!....koi khushi nai hui tujhe dekh ker saley! Ja reh wahan India mein… ji apni zindagi, you just don’t care about us any more” he pointed his finger into my chest and couldn’t look up to face him… he was right, I was selfish!
“can you even imagine how the hell we spent these 6 years without you?” he yelled and I looked up at his face, tears were there in his bloodshot eyes.
“I know… I can imagine Waqas, I can even feel it because I went through the same pain….. I … I “ I didn’t know what to say as my voice got lost in my throat…. “ I …I am so
“Saley!” Suddenly Waqas pulled me into himself hugging me and I wrapped my arms around him resting my head on his shoulder as I cried…. “am sorry” I whispered and I felt he shook his head…I felt Atif’s hand in my hair and I looked up, he was looking down at me with a smile… I so longed for and I pulled back.
Atif opened his arms wide and we hugged… "I have missed you so much man! cant believe am finally looking at you, finally meeting you Sain!" he pulled me up in the air a bit and I literally chuckled, he always used to do this…. Bilkul nai badla.
“oye! Ye kia begerteez starts ho gaeen? Puts downs ker do…..” I heard Minahil bhabi at our back and Atif hurriedly put me down when she twisted my ear in her fingers and a smile spread across my face.
“Aaaoow bhbai!” I made a face.
“Bhabi k bachey!.... you deserve it” she said trying to sound angry and I smiled.
“Sain chachu! Mom do this with Dad as well” suddenly Aayan said and we all looked at him before bursting up in laughter while Bhabi went all crimson….
“Abey! Shaitan ki aulaad” Waqas glared at him.
“Saley! Indirect mujhe gali deta hea” Shehry eyed Waqas and I laughed… after so long I laughed… yes! I literally laughed man! Wow… it felt awesome.
“hey! Sain… meet, bhabi teri”Atif said as I looked at the girl standing at atif’s back holding a little baby in her arms, she was literally in sobs…
“Sara!... and Sara, in ko to tum jan he gai ho gi” Atif did the introduction and I smiled looking at her.
“hiiii” I said and she smiled as a tear escaped her eye…. “so, you finally proved the rumours wrong man!” I added with a wink and he punched my arm smiling widely.
“Its been a couple of years that am in his life Hussain! but this smile…. I have hardly seen it on his face before. You must be a hell important part of their lives” Sara said looking at Atif who smiled looking down and I felt I literally punished them for so long… and for no reason at all.
“Am sorry bhabi! I made you all suffer” I said slowly and Atif put his hand on my shoulder…. My gaze shifted to the little baby and a smile spread across my face.
“teri hai?” I looked at Atif who rolled his eyes.
“nai… maang ker laya hoon. Wapas kerni hea” Atif said and we all chuckled, while Sara slapped his arm lightly. I stepped towards her and Sara handed her carefully into my arms…. I just kept on looking at her face… face of an angel in my arms. I couldn’t look away.
“tujh per nai gai bilkullll” I said looking at Atif and he nodded… as if he knew already what I was about to say.
“yeah! coz she luckily… doesn’t get a pakora” Shehry said making a face at the word Pakora and Atif kicked his bum while we all laughed.
“oye Hussain! ye goreeley numa… tere body guards hen?” Waqas whispered into my ear and I chuckled, nodding my head.
“tujhe yei miley thy?” Atif made a face.
“kia karoon… mein ne to socha tha koi do char hot shot si lerkiyan hon gi, miley ye goreeley” I said seriously and they laughed.
“Shokhi bakriiiii” Shehry twisted my ear and I chuckled…. Ahh! I so missed this shokhi bakri of Shehry. I sighed deep.
“Sain chachoo! You are coming with us na?” Aayan asked tucking my pant and I looked down, I was still holding Amna in my arms.
“Ummm champ! I ….
“Ofcorse! He is coming with us” I couldn’t finish my sentence when Minahil bhabi said and I looked at her.
“Q bey? Stares stops ker do…. You are coming with us” Shehry said stepping towards me with a dead look and I chuckled shaking my head.
“okay okay! Am coming…” I smiled and Shehry smiled back cheekily. I wanted to hug him again…. Seriously I just wanted to keep them all in front of eyes and never let them go.
“Sir!” suddenly I heard Umer’s voice and I turned around he was standing there with his signature ear to ear smile….
“Sir! So…. I guess you are not coming to hotel?” He asked looking at me and I rolled my eyes…. is se ziada kon khush hua ho ga, sala peeche para tha hath dho ker merey, is k lectures khatam hon ge ub, thanks God!
“Umm.. yeah!” I replied and he smiled even wider.
“Ap log… ub sir ko apne pass he rakhiye, i havent seen him that happy and this much smiling in past 4 years.” He looked at them and I rolled my eyes, bhashan start kare ga ub ye.
“He needs you” he added seriously and I looked down, Shehry stepped towards him putting his hand on umer’s shoulder.
“Tension nai leni….is k hath paon bandh ker isey rakhna hea ub apne pas” Shehry said and he chuckled.
“And please…. Ask him to do and see some doctor as well, he never listens to me” Umer said and I glared at him, I handed Amna back to Sara and stepped towards him… Umer took a step back as I kept on glaring him.
“Whats your problem man? Don’t try to become my wife…..” I pointed my finger at him and heard those idiots chuckling, I rolled my eyes while Umer kept on standing there with a smile on his face.
“Sir! Allah he rehem kare apki wife per….” Umer whispered.
“I heard that” I raised my eyebrow and he cleared his throat hurriedly.
“Wesey! Why a doctor? Bukhar hea tujhe?” Shehry touched my forehead.
“Naheen Sir, Bukhar nai hea… he… he needs a mental check up” Umer said and I glared at him.
“Hussain! mental check up?” they almost said together and I grabbed Umer’s collars in my fists.
“Is se pehle k mein tera mental level bighar doon… beta phut le tu yahan se” I said and he noded his head, I wanted him to go away… man! Danger banda hea ye, sab kuch ugal de ga in k samne or bhugatna mujhe pare ga.
“Nothing man! He is mad….” I looked at their worried expressions and tried to calm them down.
“So, should we leave? I … I think you should take the guards with yourself” Umer said and I looked back at him.
“they are vegetarians….They wont eat me….” I pointed towards Shehry and the rest and Umer chuckled… uff! I wonder this boy…. He never gets angry or serious.
“okay! So… have fun Sir, finally” he gave emphasis on finally and I rolled my eyes…… “bye!....” umer added and waved a bye to all of them standing at my back.
“Mental check up…. Don’t forget” he yelled aloud as he hurried back towards the hall and I shook my head.
“what?” I turned around and found them all staring me.
“tu ghar chal puter!” Waqas patted my shoulder and I sighed in irritation. I will kill this Umer. We headed towards the parking lot and we headed to Atif’s house.
Mental Rehabilitation Center, Chicago
I recrossed my legs and flipped through The New Yorker magazine for the tenth time. I snatched glances at the other patients in the waiting room, a woman was sitting in the row in front of mine; all depressed and worn. She was constantly staring at the space or else on her wrist watch, maybe she was waiting for her turn to see the Doctor. So was I. A huge TV played quietly in one corner, a distraction that might help keep my mind off the trouble that was going to come. I was constantly trying to put off the thoughts that were haunting me inside. I put the boring magazine back on the table and took out my iPhone; 7 messages, 9 missed calls….. I literally cursed Shehry for doing this, for making me come here and now annoying me on the phone as well.
I dialled his number and waited for him to pick up….
“Hey! Hello, man I have called you since….
“Yeah, yeah! I know, 7 messages and 9 missed calls. My phone was on silent” I said, rolling my eyes, seriously, Shehry was annoying me now.
“At least keep it in front of you, so you could at least know that it's ringing. Anyways, so you reached there Han? And did you meet her? What did she say?” Shehry bombarded me with questions and I put my phone at an arms length to avoid his shrieks
“Ooooow oooow oooww hold your horses Shehry! I reached here half an hour back, still no sign of my turn. Am waiting, actually sitting in between a bunch of retards feeling as if am one of them as well” I spatted, I was hating him to send me here.
“Ooh! That’s okay, get yourself busy man. And just relax…. Remember, Inhale, exhale… inhale, exhale!!!” Shehry said calmly, he was munching on his apple
“Yeah! I know how to breathe, Einstine!” I snapped back and heard his chuckle
“Bro! You know what, Waqas told me that she is kinda hot” Shehry said, I could feel him smirking on the other side, just wanted to kill him
“I don’t need her hotness…. And hey! I guess it's my turn. Got to go” I cut him in the middle, I knew what he was trying to bring up.
“Oh! Okay, and relax. Remember, inhale, exh…..
I hung up, didn’t want to hear him saying that mantra again, in his dusky, smoky and seductive kind of a voice…. I couldn’t understand, Shehry could be funny, even at those times when the other person might be dying of annoyance.
I put my phone on the table, and crossed my legs. I put my head back on the head rest and closed my eyes.
I could hear whispers like; hey! Look, Hussain Asif is here……, is he really Hussain? I wanna meet him…. Look, Hussain Asif, but what is He doing here?”
“Do I really need to see this doctor?.... What is wrong with me?” I had these questions in mind and my heart was denying to answer any of these.
Am not mad, I am a superstar, world know me as a hero. What if this all comes to the media? Oh my God!...... why the hell I came here? No, I can't stay here any more; I can't take any risks…..
“Mr Hussen Aseeef…….!!!” Just when I was about to get up, and ready to run away, a tall blonde, wearing a pencil skirt and tying her hair into a tight bun, came into the hall announcing my name. I silently cursed the moment and reluctantly stood up putting my phone in my pocket, I held my car keys in hand and tucking up my coat’s button I moved towards her.
“Hussain Asif” I said going closer to her, and purposely uttering my name giving emphasis on each syllable, giving her a look “don’t mess with my name”. She gave me the most artificial, but inviting smile, after checking me out as if scanning me inside out. I raised my eyebrows at her and she suddenly turned crimson.
I know I have this effect on girls…. I knew it long ago, and frankly speaking I love it; all that charisma I have, my influence on people around me and especially women. But right now I was not in the mood of flirting or accepting any flirts. So I silently started walking, following her to the hell for which I came here.
“Sir, the doc will see you now, ” she stopped in front of a dark brown, beautifully carves door and turned to look at me… or better, to check me out once again. I simply nodded and flashed a quick smile. But right when I was about to move further she came slightly in my way, making me raise an eyebrow.
“Well, Am a big fan….. Just love your work, I wonder if I can get an autograph” she said almost in a whisper and I gave her a smile to die for, literally wanting her to be dead.
“Yeah! I can see that…. Mrsss ……” I did a slithering thing on the S at the end and she blushed.
“It’s… Ruth, Amanda Ruth… and it’s not a Mrs either” She said cheekily and I mentally hit her face hard.
“Well, in that case Amanda I would love to give you my autograph, let's just pack me up first” I winked and then turned to the door. I always hated such fans, well, I know a star should always love his/her fans, but I don’t know why, I hated creepy and corny fans. Not just fans, in fact, anyone who is way too much chipkoo kind of… I just hate that person.
I held the knob, my eyes scanned the nameplate on the right side of the door;
Doctor of Psychology,
Mental Health Counselor (LMHC)
Dr. Radhika Obroye
I took a deep breath and entered in the hell……..
tell me how did you feel on this reunion? :-p i felt amazing :) extremely happy for Sain :)
okay guys an important question :p i need to know how do you want me to end this story????????
i know it sounds odd but still, your opinions and wishes are what maters at the end :)
love u all <3
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