Jaatey hoye lamhoon ko
Paas bulata hai
Thori si bhi doori dil
Seh nahi paata hai
Sab hain dikhavey
Jhootey behlavey
Ek hi qadam laaye
Sau sau pachtavey

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Rohan stepped downstairs all dressed up for his office, his eyes roamed to find a familiar face, the one who did not let him sleep at night.

His parents and Manahil had arrived late at night from their relative's function.

He found her in the kitchen along with Bano, helping her in making breakfast. She was dressed in a simple full black outfit, her hair tied in a low ponytail, a few strands of hair falling on her face, wearing her gold chain. Today was her first day at her university.

He just stood there looking at her.

Mushk could feel his intense gaze on her and she became alert. Everything that happened came crashing back with all the force. His sorry, his expression and the kiss. His regret, the disbelief reflecting in his brown orbs.

She wanted to cry hard, her eyes filling up again for the 100th time in the past 24 hours. The same scenario revolving in her mind continuously.

She wanted to question him, she wanted to ask him that what if Fariya was there? Would he still regret it, would he still say sorry to her, would he still leave her abruptly? Would he?

No right! Why would he regret having an intimate moment with her? She is Fariya she deserves the world, not Mushk who he could leave easily.

When suddenly a hiss left her mouth, some of the oil droplets splashed on her skin as the egg was cooking, causing a burning sensation.

Rohan promptly ran to her, holding her hand under the cold water. While Mushk stood there unfazed.

"Tumhara dimagh kharab hogya hai, andhi ho tum dekhta nahi hai? Itna Jal lag Gaya hai? Allah Mushk Kyun ho tum itni irresponsible? Tum se kisne kaha hai kaam Karo"

(Have you lost your mind, you are blind why can't you see? It burned so much. Allah Mushk why are you so irresponsible? Who told you to do this?)

He said angrily while putting the medicine on the burn when she flinched at the painful sensation and he looked at her worried,

"Buhat Dard ho Raha hai?"
(Is it painting a lot?)

"Utna nahi jitna tum de dete ho"
She wished she could say that to him but she stood there motionless.
(Not like you cause)

After applying the product evenly he left her hand softly.

"Tum Chalo Bano aunty karleingi"
(You come Bano aunty will do this)

And before she could refuse he dragged her to the dining table.

"Behto idhr, Chalo nashta Karo chup karke"
(Sit here, and eat the breakfast quietly)

He said or rather ordered while pulling out a chair for her.

"Kya hwua Rohan?"
(What happened Rohan?)

His mother questioned, Rohan and Mushk were not their typical self. They were not their usual chirpy selves, bickering, quarrelling and laughing at each other or with each other. It was just too silent without them being them.

She kinda guessed that they argued, marriage is no bed of roses and she knew that arguments are a part of it. What matters is how you handle it and she knew even though both of them were equally hot-headed and stubborn, they were also mature enough to handle such situations.

At least that is what she believed.

"Kuch nahi Ammi" Mushk answered slowly.
(Nothing mother)

"Kya kuch nahi, dekheyein itna zyada jal Gaya hai, pata nahi Kahan dhyaan hota hai iska?"
He replied glaring at her for her taking that lightly.
(What nothing, look it caused a huge burn, I don't know where her attention is?)
It was a burn for God sake!

"Mushk beta maine apko bola bhi tha naa ke app nahi karein kaam phir bhi ap kar rahi hain, yeh sab Bano karleingi"
(Mushk beta I told you not to do work still you are doing it, Bano will do this)

Asiya patted Mushk head lovingly, advising her.

"Ammi main Sirf Bano Aunty ki madad kar rahi thi, aur itna zyada Tu jala bhi nahi hai"
Mushk almost whispered.
(Mother I was just helping Bano aunty, and it does not burn that much)

Rohan was about to correct her that it was something major but before that, her father cut him off.

"Chalein koi baat nahi, Mushk ap khayal Rakhine apna. Yeh sab kaam tu hote rehte hain"
Ahmed told her gently to which she just nodded her head.
(It is okay, a child you should take care of yourself, work can be done still)

Even while eating the breakfast, she was unusually quiet and gloomy and kept playing with her food.

"Mushk beta ap khane Kyun nahi rahi hain"
Asiya looked at her worried.
(Mushk why are you not eating)

"Ammi bhook nahi hai," she said pushing her plate a little further.
(Mother I  am not hungry)

"Mushk..." Rohan began to tell her that eating breakfast was important when she cut him.

"Please main cafeteria se khaloongi." She replied curtly while picking her bag.
(Please I will eat from the cafeteria)
And Rohan could just stare at her.

"Beta ap Rohan ke Saath Chali jayein, woh mujhe driver ka kaam hai"
Asiya requested her, she had no work for the driver but she wanted both of them to talk to each other.
(Child you go with Rohan, I have some work with the driver)

"Arey nahi..."
Before Mushk could come up with an alternate solution Rohan got up with his car keys.
(No...)

"Chalo"
(Let's go)

And she had no other solution but to follow him, she had no power to argue with anyone now.

The car ride was pitch silent, Mushk was facing the other side looking outside the mirror. While Rohan didn't know how to initiate a conversation, how to revive the playfulness in their relationship. He kept glancing at her repeatedly.

"Class kab end hogi"
He asked suddenly to break the ice.
(When does your class end)

"2 baje" she replied.

When the car stopped outside her university finally.

"Tumhari class khatam hojaye Tu Bahir ajana, main yahein par wait karoonga"
(When your class finish come outside I will be waiting here)

He said while holding her hands and she for the first time after yesterday looked into his eyes.

Her eyes contouring a hurtful expression, troubled and pained. She withdrew her hand instantly. Carrying her bag.

"Main koi 2 saal ki bachi nahi hoon jis ki protection tumhein Karni pare gi. I will manage Fatima ke Saath ajaun gi main, you don't need to run an extra mile for me"
(I am not a 2-year-old who you need to protect. I will manage Fatima will drop me, you don't need to run an extra mile for me)

And before he could even correct she left.

And he just looked at her disappearing figure.

Rohan was working on his laptop in his office when his phone rang.

His mother was calling, he picked up the call.

"Hello," he greeted.

"Rohan Mushk Abhi tak ghar nahi ayi hai, 5 baj rahe hain uski class 2 baje khatam thi. uska phone bhi powered off aaraha hai aur Bahir itni Taiz barish ho rahi hai. Mujhe buhat fiqr horahi hai"

(Rohan Mushk has still not returned, it is 5 and her class ended at 2, her phone is powered off. It is raining heavily and I am really worried.)

And he stood up alarmed.

"Ammi ap mujhe Abhi bata rahi hain, 3 ghante se woh nahi mil rahi hai"
(Mother you are telling me now she is not there for 3 hours)

"Rohan mujhe laga woh Ajayi gi par buhat dair hogayi hai"
(Rohan I thought she would come but now it is too late)

Asiya clarified.

"Ok main apko call Karta hoon, woh aye tu mujhe call kardijiyiga "
(Ok I would call you after finding her if she comes inform me)

and he cut the call and ran outside to search for her.

He was searching for her for the past 1 hour, he looked at every possible place. He called Fatima who informed him that she left the university at 2 with her.

"kidhr ho tum Mushk?" 
(Where are you Mushk)

His heart was beating wildly, he kept searching for her. When his mother called,

"she came"

and he cut the call. 

Suddenly all he could was feel angry, fisting his hands tightly he rushed towards his home.

When he entered inside, he saw her sitting at the corner of the couch, his family members surrounding her. After seeing her alright, he finally breathed in relief. It felt without her his heart had stopped beating who was now alive again. He rushed towards her.

"Are you alright? nothing happened right?" he said examining her for any potential injury but he could not spot any, Alhumdullilah

"Haan I am alright"

"Alright are you kidding me tum kidhr thi, maine tum se kaha tha ke main pick karloonga but tum ne kya kaha tha main 2 saal ki bachi nahi hoon, main manage karloongi. Yeh, manage Kiya hai tumne, tum ne Fatima ke Saath ana tha tum uske saath bhi nahi ayi. Aur phone, tumhare pass phone show keliye hai, why don't you use it? Main pagaloon ki Tarah dhoondh Raha hoon tumhe, tumhein Zara bhi fiqr nahi hai" 
(Alright are you kidding me where were you? I told you I would pick you but you told me you are not 2 years old, I will manage. You managed this, you also didn't come with Fatima. And the phone, have you kept the phone for a show, why don't you use it? I have been searching for you like mad and you don't even care)

He shouted at her, he was freaking worried for her and here she was? why can't she just be more responsible? 

"kuch hojata tumhein, tu main kya Karta?"
(What if something had happened to you? What would I have done?)

He wanted to add however he quiet.

"Rohan yeh baat karne ka koi tareeqa nahi hai, hojata hai Aisa. Mushk ap kamre main jake kapre badalein hum dinner lagwate hain"
(Rohan this is no way to talk, it happens. Mushk you go and change I will arrange the dinner)

Asiya remarked,

"Jee ammi woh Fatima ko kahain Jana tha isliye woh mujhe nahi chor saki aur wapsi main rickshaw kharab hogya aur mobile ka charge khatam hogya tha isliye call nahi kar saki, I am sorry"
(Yes mother Fatima was supposed to go somewhere and she could not leave me and the rickshaw broke down and mobile charge finished and I could not even call)

And she ran towards her bedroom with tears brimming in her eyes.

While Rohan just clicked his tongue, massaging his forehead, he should not have to shout at her.

"Rohan yeh koi tareeqa nahi hai, jayein unse baat karke ayein. Har baat karne ka ek tareeqa hota hai"
(Rohan this is no way to behave, go talk to her. Everything needs to handled in a certain way)

Ahmed suggested him sternly and he just nodded.

As he opened the door of his room he saw her wiping her tears furiously, her nose had become red due to crying. She had turned towards the wardrobe to take out her dress when he walked towards and holding her from shoulders turned her towards him.

His eyes had become tender, the previous seriousness replaced with utmost care and affection. Both of them stood gazing into each other eyes, one was sad while the other was troubled. His thumbs silently brushed away the tears that were trickling down her eyes.

"Sorry..." And before he could complete she stepped away from his hold. This sorry a reminiscent of a sorry she wanted to remove so bad. All she wanted to forget came crashing back.

"Stay away"
She said while stepping backwards.

"Mushk.." He stepped forward to hold her hand.

"I SAID STAY AWAY" she shouted ragging and he looked at her confused.

"Tum thak nahi jaate yeh parwa ka dhong karke?" She asked earnestly, genuinely confused that was he not tired with the pretence of caring for her. Everything seemed a lie, all she could remember was what transpired yesterday.
(Aren't you tired by this act of care)

All those insecurities resurfaced again, everything was causing her a headache and she wanted to put an end to it. To let him know that he was brutally hurting her and she wanted him to stop.

"Why are you pretending to care when you don't, mein ajati ghar, zyada zyada kya hojata mar hi jati tumhari tu Jaan chut jaati acha hota right?"
(Why do you pretend to care when you don't? And I would have cane home, what would happen the most I would have died right? It would have been good you would be free then.)

There she said it and listening to her he marched towards her furiously, holding her hands he yanked her towards him.

"Don't you dare Mushk mujh se bura koi nahi hoga"
(Don't you dare Mushk or I would do something bad)

He said dangerously, the thought of something happening to her was causing his heart to shudder. He could not even imagine something like that.

Tum pass reh kar aadat kab ban gayi pata hi nahi Chala.
(I could never know when you became a habit for me)

He thought.

And unknowingly he tightened his hold on her arms.

"You are hurting me" she hissed while looking at him furiously.

He loosened his hold on her however still held her close.

"And you are hurting me." He retorted.

She could only stare at him when he let her go, taking a deep breath to calm him.
Wiping her tears from her sleeves, she said what she always wanted him to know.

"I am tired, stop hurting me please" she almost begged him and left to change.

Humans are foolish, Jo baat bolni hoti hai woh kehte nahi hain aur Jo nahi kehni hoti woh keh dete hain.

(What we should say we don't say it and what we should not say we usually say that)

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