Fasaana | फसाना | فسانا
:a tale; a romance; a fiction
Zoya had spent her entire life adhering to societal and parental rules, feeling trapped like a bird in a cage. But what happens when she decides to shatter those restrictions and soar freely?
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I know I'm probably better off on my own, Than lovin' a man who didn't know what he had when he had it.
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"Do you want anything?" Mahmood asked Zoya over the phone.
Zoya, who just bathed her daughter and was dressing her up in a pink onesie that they had shopped a day ago, adjusted her phone between her ear and shoulder before answering, "No, baba. We are fine."
"I know I have not been a very good father to you. I couldn't even bring you back home." Zoya could feel the helplessness in Mahmood's voice.
"Baba, don't say that. We're really fine and if I need anything, I will tell you."
It was a Saturday morning, and Mahmood had called her to inform her that Kausar came to know that she had left and was infuriated. Kausar even tried calling Zoya but she ignored the call.
After finishing talking to Mahmood, she walked out of the room with her child in her arms. In the kitchen, she found Rohit making breakfast, wearing an apron over his t-shirt.
"Good morning," He smiled at her, "I hope you like mushroom omelet."
Zoya nodded and sat on the kitchen stool. "Where is Aarti?"
"Sleeping. It is my responsibility to cook on the weekends." Rohit said while sauteing the mushrooms.
"She is really lucky to have you." Zoya commented.
He shook his head. "Trust me, I am the lucky one here."
He poured coffee in two cups and passed on to her.
"Zoya, have you thought about getting divorce?" He asked after a while.
Zoya sipped her coffee. "Yes, I want to get done with it as soon as possible."
"I have a friend who is a divorce lawyer. Should I fix a meeting with him?" He asked.
"That'd be great." Zoya was glad.
"What'd be great?" Aarti walked in the kitchen while wearing a robe over her satin nightwear.
"Great is this life of mine which I get to spend with the most beautiful woman on this planet." Rohit dreamily said, making Aarti blush and Zoya smile.
He finished making breakfast in the next ten minutes and they all sat down to eat.
"Aarti, your niece wants to ask something from you." Zoya said while placing the baby in Aarti's lap.
"What, my coochie pie?" Aarti kissed her button nose.
"She wants you to name her." Zoya said, and Aarti's eyes widened in surprise.
"What?" She gasped.
Zoya kept looking at her with a small smile. "Come on, choose a nice one."
Aarti looked at Rohit, and he was smiling as well.
