Woh Parday K Peechay, Mein Parday K Aaagay
Na Woh Aain Aagay, Na Mein Jaaon Peechay...

Woh Aagay Barhein gay To Kuch Bhi Na Hoga...
Mein Peechay Hatoon Ga To Dunya Hasay Gi!!!

Idhar Zindagi Ka Janaza Uthay Ga,
Udhar Zindagi Un Ki Dulhan Banay Gi...

Qayamat Say Pehlay Qayamat Hai Yaaro!
Mairay Samnay Meri Dunya Lutay Gi...

(Attaullah esakhelvi)
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( Past)

"Baba aapne sahi nahi kiya, ap mere sath ziadti karke jaa rahay hain."
Mr hadeed was preparing to leave for America for his heart surgery when ayirah had cried.

"Main aur kiya karoo eero, meri halat tumharay saamne hai or tumhare doctors itna lamba safar tumharay liye mana karte hain or tum wahan akele kiya karogi jab main hospital main honga. Wahan tumharay mamoo ne sab intezam kar rakhe hain doctors kay, wo sab mere sath hongay. Aur yashab aik bohat Acha larka hai. "
Mr hadeed tried to put in some sense into her brain but she was adamant on not listening.

"Yeah because now this handicapped daughter is of no use to you so you are throwing me onto someone else." She nearly yelled.

"Ayirah bachay itni negativity kiun? Or yashab ko tum achay se janti ho." He sighed.

"Jee bilkul janti hoo kay kuch mah pehle uskee aik larki se talaq hui hai or ye bhi janti hoo kay kitni raqam ap usko de rahay hain mujhse shadi karne kay liye. Banadia na mujhe aik doosri aurat uski zindagi main."
She was getting hysterical.

"Uski talaq koi personal issues ki wajah se hui thi. Or raqam usne loan li hai. Usko chahiye thee koi personal kaam kay liye. Ghalat mat socho. Khushi se razi hua hai wo iss nikkah kay liye."
Mr hadeed said slowly as he was not well but ayirah was not in a mood to listen or understand anything.

"Apka bhanja, mera mangetar. Wo insan jo bachpan se mujhe janta tha jiske ankho kay agay sab hua hai mujhe chor gaya to sochen yashab mera kon hai? Wo kiun mana? Koi to baat hai Baba. Please samjhen."
She protested as tears rolled out of her eyes.

"Har koi jamal jaisa neech or kam zarf nahi hota ayirah."
Mr hadeed said as anger rose in him at the mention of jamal haiq.

"Sab hi matlabi or kam zarf hain Baba iss dunya main. Yashab ka koi na koi maqsad zaroor hoga iss nikkah kay peeche werna mujh jesi apahij se koi shadi nahi karta hota."
Saying this she rushed out of Mr hadeeds room dragging her wheel chair in a haste only to halt seeing yashab standing outside.

"Sunlia sab? " She asked mocking him.

"Bilkul or apko batadoon kay apne sab ghalat bola. Aj nahi samjhengi ap per jis din badgumani ki ainak utarengi to usi wakt sab samajh jayengi. Aik insan kay bura nikalne se sab buray nahi hojatay ayirah."
Saying in a calm tone he walked away without listening to what she had to say.

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Mr hadeed had left for America and ayirah had been bound to Yashab Harris. With trembling hands she had signed the nikkah papers.

While Yashab was still and cold. This was all so unexpected. There was a time when he maybe wished for this but now all was over. His belief from the female specie was lifted. He hated woman, he just couldent trust them anymore. And moreover ayirah hated everyone and everything also. She was not interested in this marriage and she had said it many times but now she was sitting inside his room as his bride.

"Le aye chalne se kasir larki ko apni dulhan bana kar. Khush ho ab?"
He was about to enter his room when his mother spat venom. She was a cruel woman he knew that but was bearing her just because of lareb.

"Jee le Aya. Meri biwi hai wo or me umeed karunga kay ap usko izat de Saken. Or chalne se kasir ki agar baat hai to sab khuda ki marzi hai. Abhi apko ya mujhe falij ka jhatka lagay to hum dono bhi chalne sw kasir hojayengay ama!"
Taking a deep breath he very calmly answered and rafia b could only glare at him in return as without listening to another word he had shut the door to him room with a thud.

Turning around he was welcomed with a fuming ayirah. Her embellished dupatta was lying on the floor with jewellery scattered all around.

"Chalay jao yahan se yashab! Abhi kay abhi! Akela chordo mujhe."
She yelled.

"Ayirah, meri baat sunain..." Trying to stay calm he took steps towards her.

"Door raho mujhse. Khabardar mere kareeb mat ana tum!"
Her words stilled his steps.

"Main nahi araha apke kareeb per ap jaaker fresh hon. Apni halat durust karen." Calmly saying he bent down to pick up her dupatta from the floor.

"Halat to durust main tumhari karungi. Tum, tumne mujhse shadi kiun ki? Wajah or maqsad kiya tha tumhara?"
She shouted.

"Har bat ka maqsad or wajah nahi batai jati." Ignoring her yells he replied calmly and picking up her scattered jewellery placed it in the dressings drawer.

"Tum pagal ho! Bilkul pagal. " She yelled as tears rolled down her eyes.

"Pata hai." He smiled calmly engaging her more.

"Pata hai to nikal jao iss kamre se. Mujhe akela chor do tum!"
She said angrily.

"Ye tamasha main nahi laga sakta. Guzara aik saath hi karna parega."
Sighing he took a step towards their bed.

"Khabardar! Door raho. Mere kareeb anay ki jurrat mat karna. Main tumhare desires poore karne nahi ayi yahan!"
She yelled loudly and in seconds taking a long stride he was in her personal space. His hand on her mouth to shut her up.

"Bol Liya?" He growled in a low voice and she tried removing his hand over her mouth.

"Main hath hataunga to awaz nahi ani chahiye tumhari. Samjhee tum?"
He added and she nodded instantly as she needed air to breath.

"Tum, tum khudko samajhte kiya ho??" As soon as he removed his hand she started again.

"Mene bola na aik lafz nahi nikalo mazeed." He warned giving her a glare and this time she really did shut her mouth.

"Apne fazool khayalat apne pas rakho or ye kamra bhi lelo. Main yahan nahi rahunga. Or fikar mat karna ab se sab wese hoga jese tum chahti ho per mujhse kabhi bhi ainda koi umeed mat rakhna. Ab ye rona band karo or sojao!"
Saying this he was out of her room closing the door with a loud thud.
She sighed as he left the room but it was still unbelievable for her that he had left without protesting much.

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( Present)

Ayirah was shifted to a private room in the hospital. She had to go through physio therapy for about three months to fully recover and right now she has to spend about three weeks at the hospital and practice to take slow steps in the supervision of doctors.

Mr hadeed was there by her side all day. The father daughter duo had talked about all the misunderstandings and had also cried alot. Ayirah had apologised for her earlier behaviour but had again told him that she was still upset that he had married her off and then left her all by herself.

"Uncle apki medicines." Their conversation came to a halt as yashab entered with Mr hadeeds medicines in his hand.
Ayirah was seeing him now since the morning. He seemed fresh and showered.

"Shukriya bachay. Bus ab aao apni biwi ko sambhalo, main chalta hoon ghar takay thora rest karloo." Getting up Mr hadeed said smiling and ayirahs eyes shot upto yashabs while he was looking towards Mr hadeed.

"Jee behter." He nodded.

"Yaheen rahogay na tum ayirah kay pas?" Mr hadeed asked again and ayirah sighed.
She had wanted her help to stay with her as an attendant at the hospital. She did not wanted to disturb yashab any further. He had already been fully occupied with her since three days.

"Jee raat main yaheen rahunga, Subah office jana joga to help bula lenge."
Nodding he smiled and ayirah stayed silent though she wanted him to leave.

"Chalo ye to Acha hogaya. Kal milenge bachay." Bidding them farewell Mr hadeed left leaving the two alone in the room.

"Kaisi ho ab tum? Tabiat kuch behter hai. Ab Dard to nahi?"
Yashab asked taking off his jacket and making space for him at the bed placed for the attendant beside the patient bed.

"Theek hoon. Tum kiun reh rahay ho? Disturb hogay or tumhari mom aur lareb bhi akele hongay."
She slowly spoke.

"Koi issue nahi hai. Subah jaaker ghar per dekhlunga. Sojao, tension na lo."
Waving her off he settled on his bed taking off his watch and placing it on the nearby table.

"Thanks." She muttered.

"Khana or dawai Lee raat ki?" He further asked placing his phone and wallet on the table too.

"Jee abhi nurse dekar gai hai. Tumne khaya khana?" She replied.

"Good, sojao phir." Nearly Whispering he lied down Pulling over his blanket. He seemed tired while she was not even a wee bit sleepy. She had wanted to stay up and talk but he did not seem in the mood so she stayed silent.

"Raat main agar kuch chahiye ho to batana." His sleepy voice hit her ears and she rolled her eyes, " pehle neend to poori karlo Mr, baray aye mera khyal karne wale."
Scoffing she thought.

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The next day was a bright sunny day. The sun rose quite early. The sunshine was peeping through the window blinds. Groaning ayirah opened her eyes. She looked around to see yashabs bed empty. Next her eyes shot to the clock where the Time stated 7 in the morning.

"Ye Subah Subah kahan chala gaya?" Thinking she snuggled into her blanket again.

"Mrs yashab its your iv time." With a knock a nurse entered and she groaned inwardly because she hated drips.

"Do you know where Mr yashab is?" She asked because she knew this nurse was always present outside at the nurse's station.

"I guess he went to the cafeteria." Smiling professionally she replied.

"Thanks." Nodding she smiled and completing her work the nurse headed out and just then Mr Yashab entered with a tray of breakfast.

"Kaisi ho?" He asked and she only nodded in response.

Not uttering another word he had started eating the sandwich he had just brought for himself and started sipping on his coffee.
Ayirahs stomach grumbled seeing the yummy sandwich but he had not asked her to eat even once.

"Mujhe bhi bhook lagee hai, mene bhi ye khana hai." She finally voiced out and he looked up.

"Nutritionist abhi tumhara breakfast bhejegi. Thora sabar karlo."
Unbothered he replied and she made a bad face picturing what her Nutritionist would send.

"Mujhe wo pheeki soup nahi peeni." She declared

"Peeni to wahi paregi." He smiled and right now his smile looked evil to her.

"Tum peelena khud. Mujhe ye sandwich khana hai." Pouting she said and she looked so cute while making faces that he hardly controlled his laugh.

"Peeni to tumhe hi paregi. " He teased.

"Nahi piongi, itna shok hai to peelo, mene kuch nahi khana..."
She pouted.

"Mene nahi tumne surgery karai hai. Takat tumhe chahiye miss ayirah or me to wese bhi mazaydar cheesy sandwich khaa chuka hoo."
He mocked. It was fun teasing her.

"Badtameez! Ab to bilkul nahi piongi." She nearly sobbed.

"Wahi pheeki soup peene kay illawarra koi chara nahi hai." He challenged.

"Pila kar to dekho zara." She was quick to react.

Their quarell came to a halt when the kitchen staff entered with ayirahs food tray.

"Ma'am ka khana." He said.

"Shukriya lanay kay liye." Yashab smiled.

"Le jao, nahi chahiye." In came her voice.

"Lekin dawai se pehle breakfast must hai." The staff boy murmured.

"Abhi mere seedhe hath me drip lagi hai. Bad me piugi soup."
She made an excuse.

"To Sir pula denge." The boy suggested.

"Bilkul main pilaunga. Tum tray mujhe dedo shabash." Getting up yashab took the tray and dismissed the boy while ayirah was fuming in anger. Hiding his smile he took a place near her bed and held the soup bowl in his hands.

"Nahi chahiye naaa." She whined.

"Nakhre mat dikhao, jaldi pio takay main office jaa saku."
He sighed at her stubbornness now.

"Nahi peeni ye mujhe please!" She made a very bad face seeing the soup.

"Peeni to paregi. Sharafat se peelo werna mujhe bohat tareeke atay hain." He growled this time. He had enough of her tantrums for now.

"Me nahin darti tumse." Gulping she murmured but he knew she was ready to drink the soup finally.

"Munh kholo ayirah." Bringing the spoon near her mouth he ordered and rolling her eyes she gave in and with a straight face he kept feeding her quietly.

His full focus was on the cup of soup while her eyes were roaming on his handsome face and his eyes that attracted her the most.

"Kiun khoonkhwar nazro se dekh rahi ho tum mujhe?" Looking up he asked catching her staring at him.

"Nahi to..." She murmured and to wave off the awkwardness she quickly held his hand with her left hand bringing him to feed her the soup alittle more. At her act he looked deep into her eyes when alittle bit of soup dripped.

"Saaf karlo." Handing her a tissue paper he said looking towards the corner of her mouth.

"Nahi karti." She declared in a trance and sighing he stood up, Bending alittle further he wiped her mouth with a wet tissue, lingering there more than needed while their eyes had a contact.
A shiver ran down her spine as she held his hand again.
Coming out of a trance he immediately pulled back and throwing away the tissue in the bin he kept away the tray and bowl.

"Ab dawai khaalo phir main chalta hoon." To lessen the tension in the room he stated and she could simply nod.

Feeding her tablets he called her help to see where she had reached.

"Your help and uncle hadeed will be here in a moment. Raat main mulaqat hogee phir."
Smiling he stated and picking his belongings he left her room while her eyes trailed behind him as far as they could.

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Aoa ..everyone...

Another update....

Alittle of the past and alittle of the present.

And yes we witnessed a different avatar of Yashab Harris today...
Ain't he sooo caring????

So tell me how did u like this chap??

And my aesthetics...and the song lyrics...

( the song cover in the media box.. my friend randomly came across it and she introduced it to me and since then I am a fan of this song cover... the girl has sung it so nicely that she made me.love this song actually... go and like it....)