Qissa-E-Mohabbat

Mirza

Mirza was deeply hurt by sahiba's antics
he wasn't sure if she was the same girl who never used to yell at anyone or even hurt a fly heck she couldn't even shout the once soft spoken girl was turning into someone he didn't knew it wasn't her fault he could never blame her

whatever she is doing he actually finds it oddly cute, the thing that made him hurt were wasn't her actions but the words she choose to speak how can she think like that but he had forgiven her,wo kaise na karta use maaf wo usse badghuman hi kab hua tha jo na karta maaf,

villians are not born they are made this line was indeed coming true for mirza,

from three weeks sahiba made the whole haveli a living hell she burnt the kitchen nobody knew who did it but mirza knew it was her because he saw her chand baaliyan lying on the kitchen floor

after the kitchen incident his amma bi accidently got injured which was done on purpose of course by sahiba who else will hurt amma bi if not her?he wasn't putting blame on her he decided to confront her today

sahiba sahiba he shouted her name she quickly came infront of him looking pretty as ever the yellow suit was making her glow differently she has put on some weight incomparision to before she was healthy kya hai she questioned
he couldn't utter a word because
(mard apni pasandeeda aurat ko daant nahi sakta)

sahiba tum kya karti rahi ho behind my back he asked in a chill tone you burned the kitchen and pushed amma bi from the stairs?

ye karti rhi hoon?she replied confusedly mirza bawarchi khana jalaya tha amma bi ko meine dhakka nahi diya hai she said innocently mirza was shocked he didn't expected that she would accept doing this

she got closer to him and spoke if you dare to raise your voice or question me again i swear the next person that will be pushed down is you she whispered in his ear mirza pushed her lightly you already pushed me to edge sahiba ab kya karogi?don't come closer i don't want you touching me main tumhe pehchan nahi paa raha hoon, sahiba kya hogya hai tumhe?

marchuki hai sahiba tumhare samne laash khaadi hai jo sab kuch tabah kardegi she said while keeping a straight face,

sahiba was trying to find something when she saw a diary between the bookshelf curiosity got best of her the diary looked old perhaps not that old it was because of the dust that was formed on the diary that made it look old,

it has a beautiful shiny black cover the diary had mirza written on it with golden ink,a smile was formed on sahiba's lips she touched the cover of the diary and gently pecked his name that was written on the diary,

she turned few pages and started reading he wrote about her....in a way no one would he wrote the way she speakes the way her mind works some of the pages were ripped and burned but she was there on the pages they were alive on his diary,

the page where he wrote how he saw her for first time has tear stains on it he wrote every little thing about her from the moles on her face to the mood swings she used to throw on him...

He wrote,
Nain teekhe mizaaj nakhreele
hain sahiba k or adaen qaatilana ki murda bhi dubara marjaye
she laughed at his choice of bad shayari jhalla hai bilkul she mumbled

when she flipped further reality dawned upon her what her veere had done to his family the words that was written was enough for her to believe what mirza went through tears were rolling down her face she sobbed and sat on the floor,she couldn't stop her tears at this moment her breathing became slow she felt as if her rooh was leaving her body sahiba eyes darkned and she fainted,

when mirza came he saw sahiba laying on the floor lifeless his diary was in her hands he now knew that she knows...
sahiba slowly opened her eyes and saw mirza sitting beside her when he saw her getting up he helped her sit and made her drink water

her eyes were still moist mirza she slowly called out his name tum theek ho sahiba mirza asked??
she nodded her head but bursted out crying and threw herself in his arms shush sahiba please nahi rou kyun roo rahi ho he started patting her back

mirza mujhe yahan se le chalo bohat door main nahi reh sakti ab yahan bas ab bohat hogya jo chale gaye unke liye toh bas allah hi hain mere veere ne jobhi kiya tumhare saath please uske liye hume saaza nahi doo waqayi ab bas tum mujhe jaise rakhoge main rehlungi sahiba kept reapeating apologies while mirza was looking at her face he sighed and hugged her tightly

this morning haveli felt different sahiba was sleeping peacefully in his arms he noticed one of her chand baalis was missing so he took out the other pair from his pocket and inserted the earing in her ear and kissed her earlobe,

and made his way upto her lips while kissing all the way from her earlobe to forehead he pulled her more closer and hugging her to his chest he can smell the scent of her hair which was beautiful sahiba kissed his heart the two souls that were separated is finally united in each other embraces.

sahiba and mirza started living together yes there were times that made things diffucult but the past couldn't be more complicated it was enough for them to let go of certain things and start living for what the have...
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so i guess this is the end of sahiba and mirza hope you enjoyed the shortest short stories i have matured in a way that it is hard to believe that i used to write cliche stories but nonetheless i completed two of my short stories will bring better short stories in future>>>>

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