"Hello? Amma? Kaise ho?" Shehnaaz mumbled sleepily, snuggling up into her blanket.
"Sab changa si putthu! Tu kaisi hain?" She asked, huffing on the other side.
"Ki hoya Amma? Thakk gayi ho?" She asked.
"Haan putthu! Papaji ko thoda bhukaar hogaya. Toh khyaal rakh Rahi thi." Her mother said.
"Hein? Kaise hain papaji abi? Mai aau?" She asked.
"Nahi nahi! Pagal Hain? Abi abi kaam pe laggi Hain aise chutti nahi lete. Aur sab theek Hain. Tujhe pata Hain woh kaise drame karte Hain jab bhukaar chadta Hain unko." She chuckled.
"Haan haan. Aur bolo? Ki haal hai?" Shehnaaz asked.
"Aur kuch nahi. Tu bol..." She said. Shehnaaz sighed, knowing what was coming next.
"Kuch nahi Amma." She mumbled.
"Tere saas sasur kaise hain? Phone kar rahi haina unko?" Her mother asked.
"Nahi Amma. Nahi Kiya phone." She said.
"T... Theek hain. Kaise tujhe sahi lagge..." She sighed.
"Aap phone Karne nahi bologe?" Shehnaaz asked.
"Nahi. Matlab main maanti hoon ki karna chahiye. Woh kaise bhi ho, yeh tera responsibility hain. Tera karthavya hota hain... Khair! Chadd usko! Tu nahi samjhegi." Her mother said.
"Aur bata..." She went on.
"Nahi nahi! Aap bolo abi kya bol Rahe the." Shehnaaz asked stubbornly.
"Chadd beta. Maine already bohot zyada dabaav daal diya..." She said.
"Bolo warna main phone rakh rahi hoon." Shehnaaz warned.
"Shehnaaz!" She sighed.
"Dekh... Woh jaise bhi ho... Jitne bhi gandhe ho... Buddhe hai... Bacche ko khoya hain. Woh jaise bhi hain, tu unke jaise nahi hain... Toh mahine mein ek doh baar call kar ke pata laga ki kaise hain... Agar kuch hogaya aur koyi nahi raha toh? Woh tere galti na hoke bhi tujhe guilty feel hoga." She said. Shehnaaz sighed, she was somewhat right.
"Amma suno." She mumbled.
"Bol."
"Agar main unko phone karti rahungi toh aap baar baar nahi bologe ki wapas jao. Deal? Aur yeh sab log yeh bolenge, log kya sochenge, yeh sab nahi karoge abse. Daadu aur daadiji ne aapka bohot accha khyaal rakha. Yeh log aise nahi hain toh aap nahi samjhoge. Lekin mai phir bhi call karungi. Theek Hain?" Shehnaaz said.
"Theek hain. Abse nahi bolungi kuch bhi." She sighed.
"Thank you... Papaji ko phone doge?" Shehnaaz asked.
"Dekhti hoon. Uthe hue hain toh dungi." She said and then she heard movement behind.
"Satsriakal Sana! Kaisa Hain Mera baccha?" Her papaji cooed weakly and way too overdramatically making Shehnaaz giggle softly.
"Ki hoya hero? Bukhaar chadd gaya?" She asked.
"Haan putthu! Tujhe dekhe bina aisa hi haal hojaata hai tere papaji ka!" He sighed.
"Drame karo aap bas. Papaji mai girrgayi pata hain kuch Dinn pehele." She pouted.
"Girrgayi tu? Hospital gayi? Sana putthu tu theek haina? Hum aaye?" He gasped.
"Nahi nahi Mai abi theek hoon." She mumbled.
"Baaz Kya kar Raha tha! Uska muh laal kardena hai maar maar ke!" He said angrily.
"Nahi woh chorro! Mai yaha doosre apartment mein shift ho rahi hoon. Office walon ne Diya!" She said.
"Kya? Kyun? Jagah kamm padh gaya? Akele kaise rehgi putthu?" He gasped.
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Lamhaat - SidNaaz
Fanfiction'Ho naksh lamhon pe aise banaye Muddaton se bhi woh mit na paaye' Moments in time felt like a hoax. Nothing would ever last for a moment. Especially not pain. Especially not loss. Especially not the plight of life ending before it even began. Nothi...
