Kyun tu Acha lagta hai,
Wakt mila to sochenge...

Tujhme kiya kiya dekha hai?
Wakt mila to sochenge...

Mausam khushbu, bad e saba,
Chand shafaq aur taaro main,
Kain tumhare jaisa hai,
Wakt mila to sochenge...

Sara sheher shanasai ka dawedar to hai lekin,
Kaun humara apna hai?
Wakt mila to sochenge...

Humne likh kar bheja hai,
Kuch milne ki tadbeer karo,
Usne likhar bheja hai,
Wakt mila to sochenge...

Ya to apne dil ki mano, ya phir dunya walon ki,
Mashwara uska Acha hai,
Wakt mila to sochenge

Wakt mila to sochenge....
.....

( poetry, beautifully said by attaullah esakhelvi at the end of his coke studio song 🎵 " pyaar naal na sahi!")

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(Past)

"May I come in?" Knocking on his office door ayirah smiled.

"Apka apna hi office hai, jab chahen ayen." Looking up from his files yashab smiled.

"Hmm lekin ye space tumhara hai." Ayirah chuckled and coming forward took a seat opposite him.

"Jee bolen kiun tang kiya iss wakt mujhe?" Cocking his brow up he asked.

"You are offending me mister Harris." Ayirah smiled.

"Achaaaa... chalen batain coffee yaa chai?" Smiling at her mischief he asked.

"Coffee will do. " She pouted.

"Alright then tell me what you wanted to discuss." Ordering both of them a coffee he diverged his full attention towards her.

"Koi khas baat nahi hai bus aise hi aik dost ki zaroorat thi, kuch discuss karna tha to chali ayi."
Taking a deep breath she stated.

In the past few months working under the same roof both of them had developed good friendship with each other.

"Acha kiya, ab Bolo bhi." Squinting his eyes he looked over at her.

"Jamal chahta hai main uske sath hunza jaau. A road trip of about 4 days." She stated.

"To isme harj kiya hai?" He asked.

"Next month shadi bhi to hai humari to mene bola uske bad jayengay but he is adamant aur mujhe achi feels nahi arahi. Stress me thi to socha tumse discuss karloo."
Rubbing her hands together she stated.

"You love him right?" He questioned in reply.

Of course." She nodded enthusiastically and he gulped hard.

"Do you trust him?" He asked again, this time his tone was cold and his dark eyes fully focused on her face.

"Ab ye kaisa sawal hai?" She asked confused at his tone.

"Saada sa sawal hai ayirah, jawab do!" He asked his eyes still fixed on her and she went silent for a while.

"Eero bachay tum yahan ho, neeche jamal tumhara intezar kar raha hai."
Their trance was broken by the sudden intrudence of Mr hadeed.

"Sir , come on in." Seeing him yashab had stood up in respect and ayirah looking at him one last time walked out of his office room slightly more confused then when she had come here.
And yashab's cold eyes had trailed behind her unless she was completely out of sight.

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The next thing he heard of ayirah was that she had gotten into a very fatal accident while travelling with jamal to Hunza. Jamal was absolutely fine with alittle bit of scratches and bruises but ayirah was not well. She was severely injured and was hospitalised.
She was unconscious for days and in that time doctors had diagnosed that she had been paralysed from her legs. This news was heart aching for Mr hadeed. It had tore him apart.

Three and a half months in a hospital was extremely hard for ayirah. She had lost so much in just one day. When the news of her paralysis had broke to her she had yelled and screamed and cried. No one could understand her pain.

By the time she was discharged and brought home she had composed herself but after that when jamal haiq had returned the engagement ring and cancelled their wedding, that had tore her apart. She had not expected this. She was hating herself and everything around her. Her first true love had betrayed her. Had backed off because of her paralysis.
They were both together, this could have happened to jamal also. And she was sure that if in her place it would have been jamal haiq, she would have never left him.

That day onwards the happy go lucky and jolly ayirah was lost somewhere. The ruthless, rude and harsh ayirah was born.

The first day after her accident when she had stepped into the office in a wheel chair, everyone witnessed another ayirah hadeed. A new harsh boss! A rude lady! Who was tired of this cruel world!

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(Present)

Waking up she smiled at the view . The arrogant Mr yashab Harris looked so innocent in sleep.

Pouting she slowly raked her fingers on his face feeling his handsome features .
His stormy eyes looked calm as the eyelids were covering them and his long lashes yet again looked mesmerising.

"How had she ended up in his life, in his naseeb, it felt all so strange. " Smiling she thought.

She remembered the day her father had gotten a heart attack and in the chilly room of the hospital he had asked yashab to marry her.
She remembered he had only nodded silently while she was enraged, she denied, she rejected him. She had not wanted this favour from him. She did not want him to marry her paralysed self.
And then a week later despite of all her protests she had signed the nikkah papers.

"Ayirah, keep your hands to yourself!." Her trance was broken on yashabs harsh voice.

"And what if I don't want to?" Challenging him she cupped his face and felt his light stubble. It gave her alittle tingle.

"Zid karna chordo! Kehna maan na seekho!" Holding her hands in his grip he removed them from his face and said.

"Kiun?" Raising her brow she questioned.

"Faiday main rahogi!" Growling in a low voice he got down from the bed.

"Konsa faida?" She teased resting her face on her palms.

"Sir mat khao!" Sighing he answered.

"To kiya khaau?" She winked and let out a laugh as she saw creases forming on his forehead and his steps halted for a moment as he had witnessed the glimpse of the old ayirah, the colorful ayirah he knew.
Maybe it was the effect of the doctors meeting.

"Call uncle hadeed and tell him about the surgery. We will get it soon, okay."
Saying this he left the room

"Roger boss!" She smiled.
It was fun teasing this man.
.....

The days afterwards flew away instantly. Yashab had been extremely busy dealing with the divorce case of lareb and custody of ain. He very seldom had time to be at home even.
Ayirah had no clue of what was going on in his life but she was extremely frustrated at him.

Well anyways today was the day of her surgery and since the morning he was with her. He had taken her to the hospital to get her admitted.
Preps to take her to the operation theatre were being made. She was nervous but she was not making that obvious.

"Are you alright ayirah?" Her focus was on the ceiling when she felt his warm hand on her cold one and heard his soft voice.

"Don't pretend you care mr Harris."
Pulling away her hand she turned her face towards the wall to hide her tears.

"I do care and you know that." Pulling her to him he said and held her tight in his grip. Her face was resting on his broad chest and her tears were about to break barriers and rush out.

"Leave me." Trying to wiggle out of his grip she barely said though right now she really needed a shoulder to cry on. She had so many thoughts running in her mind.

"Ayirah ye koshish band kardo kiunke jab tak main na chahoon tab tak nahi choroonga."
Raking his hands on her hair to calm her down he slowly whispered near her ear and taking a deep breath she stilled giving in.

"Bohat buray ho tum, bohat ziada." She muttered slowly as tears rushed down her cheeks.

"Pata hai, kuch aur batao." Smiling he kept moving his hand over her soft silky hair.

"Mujhe dar lag raha hai yashab, bohat ziada Darr." Sniffing she looked up to meet his eyes.

"Kuch nahi hoga ayirah, yakeen rakho. Positive socho. Chal paogi tum dobara se."
Wiping her tears with his thumbpad he said not being able to look into her eyes.

"Baba aye kiya?" She asked like an innocent child and once again he had engulfed her tightly in his embrace as his eyes showed a tinge of wetness too.

"He is on his way ayirah, raat ko unki flight land karegi. Jab tum Operation theatre se bahir aaogi to wo yaheen hongay tumharay pas."
Saying he kissed her forehead and time seemed to stop for her.
It felt amazing, it gave her peace and calmed down her raging heart.

"Or tum?" She asked.

"Main yaheen hoon tumhare pas. Kahin nahi jaa raha." Promising her he smiled and let the hospital staff take her for the surgery.

"Thankyou yashab." Before entering the OT ayirah looked back at him and whispered and passing her a smile he bowed his head down.

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The surgery was seven hours long and that whole time was deadly for him. Mr hadeed had joined him an hour back and he was equally worried for ayirah.

After seven deadly hours ayirah was brought out of the operation theatre and was shifted to the ICU so she could be monitored thoroughly before shifting her to a private room.

The doctors had congratulated Mr hadeed and yashab on the success of the surgery.
Now they were only waiting for ayirah to become conscious soon.

They were sitting outside looking at her through the glass doors. She was bound in machines and bandages and Mr hadeed was silently weeping.

"Mr yashab." A nurse rushed out as he had seen ayirah moving and speaking something inside. It was a good sign that she was conscious now.

"Yes, it's me." He rushed forward moving his eyes away from ayirah.

"She is calling out your name again and again. The doctor says it's better if you are with her right now." The nurse said smiling professionally and Nodding yashab rushed behind her.

"Stay with her yashab. She is slowly coming into consciousness and once she is fully awake then let her now that the surgery was a success."
As he had entered the doctor today him happily and the nurse placed a chair for him beside ayirah and the staff left.

"Ya, yashab, I am sorry.... yash..ab, I, I.."Words out of her mouth were coming out stuttered. She was trying to say something and her saying sorry in this condition meant that she really said it from her heart.
Taking a deep breath yashab held her hand and brought to his lips.

"Ayirah Shhhh, khud ko stress na do. Sojao, anaesthesia ka asar hai abhi."
Saying slowly he traced patterns on her hands. A moment later she was in deep slumber again.
Sitting beside her he had also fell asleep on the chair as he was awake since the morning.

After about three hours ayirah woke up from sleep. Her anaesthesia effect had now subsided alot. Opening her eyes she looked around to see yashab sleep just near her bed on the chair. One of her hands was in his grip.
She smiled looking at him sleeping so uncomfortably. Taking her hand out of his grip she placed it in his hair. She touched and teased them and smiled a hearty one.

He was not meant to but he had been with her, he had supported her in her difficult times. She was forever indebted to him.
Her heart missed a beat as he woke up and opening his eyes looked towards her.

"Assalam o alaikum. Finally jaag gayeen tum?" He smiled looking towards her. It felt pleasant as he rarely smiled these days.

"Walaikum assalam. Jee main jaag gai or tum sogaye the."
She teased.

"Sorry! Bus thakawat thee shayad." Groaning he stood up from the chair and yawned.

"Thankyou." She smiled.

"Wajah? Wese ye kal se tum ye bar bar Thankyou kuch ziada hi nahi bol raheen?"
He cocked his brow up and biting her lower lip she nodded.

"Tumne mera itna sath diya, dil se shukriya yashab." She said slowly.

"Mera farz tha ye, koi bari baat nahi hai or khushi ki baat ye hai kay your surgery was a success alhumdulilah. "
Smiling he enlightened her.

"Alhumdulilah. Tumhare itne calm honay se mujhe andaza hogaya tha or oper se khuda per poora yakeen karke operation theatre me gai thi main."
She smiled as some tears rushed down her cheeks.

"Uncle hadeed bahir hain, main unhe behjta hoon." Letting her know he walked out but her eyes had followed his retreating back.
This man was slowly and gradually capturing her heart but she was just unaware of that!.

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Aoa everyone..

Sorry for such long absence but the issue was my wattpad was not working at all....
I myself was so frustrated and tried to login from so many other devices but all in vain ..

And finally I got to know that I have to download a vpn to be able to access to it and that's what I did and that how it's working...

So yes finally a brand new chapter with some positive movement in the story..

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Frequent updates will now begin...

Thanks to all my readers for patiently waiting for an update....
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