The journey in the train (completed)

Ch-9

She felt relaxed after talking to Hurain, an amazing and strong woman, her eyes went on the sleeping figure of a girl who is sleeping peacefully with her one hand around her belly covered with a shawl, her eyes filled with water in an instant.
" What happened?" he asked her in a hushed tonne, she said nothing controlling her emotions biting her lower lip.
" I want to use the washroom"
" it's urgent?" he asked, she hummed
"The washrooms of a general coach are not good in condition but if you want to try then come," he said standing from the floor, his back pained badly a hissed left from his mouth a slow one.
" Are you fine?"
" yes come" the crowd in the train subsides as they are near the destination.
" go," he said taking out a cigarette from his pack and lighting it standing near the door.
She looked at the washroom and she puked out, she never used an Indian seat in all her life, she comes out without using it, He knew something like this gonna happen, he faced this many times and till now he is not able to use it, he handed over her the bottle of water to rinse her mouth and washed her face.
" Are you okay now?" he asked, she hummed taking a deep breath.
" In five minutes a station is going to come, it's stopped there for 7 minutes" they stand in the silence near the door gate. She looked at him puffing the cigarette 'he looks hot' she thoughts in her mind, his one hand in his pocket and the other one was holding the dangerous stick for life but she wants to watch him like this, she never saw men look this much handsome doing something like this.
" I know I am hot" he speaks.
" no doubt," she said looking into his eyes.
" Are you accepting it, you are complimenting me"
" yes I am"
" Don't you have a fiance?"
" appreciating someone it's good"
" so like what you see?"
" I wasn't able to see much"
" Ohh I can help you with that" he flirts back.
" I....woh it's..." she fumbled on her words watching his dusky eyes.
He comes closer to her, " we are here" he whispered in her ear pointing out at the station.
"Come" he holds her hands guiding her to the washroom, it's not as per her expectations but good enough to use.
" yahan tumhe seven stars washroom nh mileage" he commented.
" yaa I know, it's just.."
" you never used it I know"
" From now onwards booked the tickets beforehand please"
" agree it's just I don't want to waste one more night"
" hmm come sit here it's almost vacant now"
" sana tum kha rukoge?" Hurain asked, she looked at him for the answer who is for a change messaging someone.
" Maybe hotel Amma, jaisa ye bole "
" why hotel, come with us we will love to have you guys," Her granddaughter said, handing her the snacks she brought with her.
" thank you"
" Sidharth here take this" she handed him the cookie.
" Beta, come live with us you helped us please" hurain asked with a toothy grin.
" Don't worry Aunty we will be fine, you don't take tension.
" hume acha lagega"
" Agha jaan ko dikkat Hui toh" sana said.
" nahi nahi aisa khuch nh hai chloge," she asked with such a hope that they aren't able to deny.
They reached the station at 10 a.m., sana helped Ruksaar to step down from the stairs.
" Amma" a voice called her she looked at her grandchild Mir, he is here to pick them.
Ruksaar lowered her eyes watching him.
" Mir aap kab aaye London se" she asked hugging him tight " inse miliye ye sidharth hai aur ye sana, humare saath rhenge khuch din" she informed and he nodded like an obedient child without asking anything. He shook his hand with sidharth and said salam to sana.
The car ride full with a conversation between Mir and sidharth they talked about the business world, sidharth maybe don't involve himself in his father business but he knows of these after all he did his MBA in business but his interest shifted to writing, he doesn't know-how and Mir is into publication business so it's easy to talk him.
They reached the house in half an hour, the house was not so extravagant but a two-storey old house maybe of their ancestors.
"Ruksar ap aram kijiye maine meena baaji ko bulaya hai she is coming in some time for your check-up," he said in an authoritative tonne and she hummed going towards her room.
" ruksaar rukiye aap inhe apne saath lejaiye, I hope apko koi dikkat nh hogi inke saath room share karne se" Amma asked.
" woh hume nh pta tha ye nalayak aaj aayenge toh ek hi guest room hai" she said with a low voice.
" offo Amma aap tension na lijiye, she will be okay with that don't worry apne hume apna smjha aur bulaya wahi kaafi hai" sidharth said holding her hands sitting on his knees.
" I asked her many times to shift with me but you know the values and emotions," Mir told opening the door of his room.
" by the way, you write good," he complimented.
" thank you"
" so up for the new story" sidharth frowned listening to him.
" A successful writer travelling in the train and come in our house to stay, it's not some hobby of yours I am sure" He just smiled.
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" your room is very beautiful" sana complimented.
" apko pasand aaya" she hummed sitting beside her.
" Are you tired?"
" this my Jaan kicking me" Ruksaar replied with a smile.
" wow, what Sachi how, can I see it please" she chuckled lifting her kameez and placing her hand.
" feel it"
" wowww amazing I can't believe, how you feel"
" it's amazing to know you still have something related to a person whom you loved so much" she replied with misty eyes.
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The lunch was well followed by the peaceful sleep and the talking session with Agha Jaan was so amazing, after the dinner all of them go back to their rooms, sana was not able to sleep so she stepped out of the bed and think of going in the terrace where she found sidharth already smoking lost in his thoughts.
" can I join you," she asked, he stumbled on his palace with a sudden voice but calmed after watching the person.
" yes sure," he said giving her the cigarette, she took it and take a puff.
" When did you start smoking?"
" In high school, you know the feeling when you don't want to remain out of the group because apko woh chiz pasand nh hai so you start following what they do, to become a part eventually," she told him. He watched her, she is alone with her talks he found she never had so many friends and people around her.
" But I don't smoke much like a chain smoker when did you start?" she asked.
" in college for looking cool but get the habit when my book didn't work in starting, having failures, again and again, I am all alone no one to share, no one..." she hugged him listening to this and he hugged her back not awkwardly this time but with comfort.
" But you did it, you make your mark and I know you will rise much higher than this," she said to remain in his embrace, he hummed kissing on her hairs taking the feeling of warmth from her which is missing in his life after having his shares of hook up but here this girl gives him unknown familiar feelings.
" Na khwabo ki tarah ho tum
Na khyalo ki tarah,
khuch ulzi si
Khuch sulzi si ho
Raah mein toh aksar log mila karte hai lekin,
Tum pehli ho jo dil pe dastak si ho" he whispered in her ears making her breathing hitch.

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