Prologue

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I know you must be thinking that I am crazy because now I have at least four books going on at the same time but, I desperately wanted to put this one or Bezubaan Ishq up.
I chose this one because it's not going to as long as Bezubaan Ishq.

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The cold wind blew my hair to one side and I quickly tucked them under my dupatta. Walking bare feet on the moist grass and under the night sky, I found my way to the wooden bench in my small garden. It creaked as I sat down on it. Frowning at the dying flowers, I opened my diary and shifted my focus to it. It irked me how life has changed so dramatically over the last few years and now I am unable to invest time into literally anything; from these flowers to myself.

I turned to the latest entry and gulped the pain down my throat. A tear rolled down my eyes, without my permission when realised that I had the same old problems to write in it again tonight; maybe a little worse than what I have been writing over the last few months.

Par likhni toh pareingi; kyuki yeh diary hi toh meri raazdaar hai, meri woh saheli hai jiske saath main kuch bhi share kar sakti hoon, woh kandha jispe sir rakh kar main ro sakti hoon. Apna 'I am a strong and an independent woman' wala mask utar sakti hoon.....

I took a deep breath, taking the cap off my pen and began writing. More like; began to pour my heart out.

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Dear Kasim,

Sab bikharta hua nazar aa raha hai. Aaj toh hamne hamara ghar bhi chor diya kyuki bank ko apne paise chahiye they aur abba ke paas ab kuch nahi bacha hai. Kitni minnatein ki par insurance wale aaj bhi nahi maane; unhon ne kya kaha hoga yeh toh aap bhi jaante hein. Sab bahane hein paise na dene ke.

Aaj jab sir se chatt tak cheen li gayi toh laga jaise ab bas aur nahi jeena mujhe par kya karoon? Har pal toot rahi hoon main lekin Amma aur abba ki zimmedari hai mujh par. Agar main bhi chali gayi toh unka khayal kaun rakhe ga?

Kash aap hote yahaan toh sab theek hota. Amma abba kehte nahi hain par aapko aur Aziza ko bohot yaad karte hein. Aapke jaane se sab khatam ho gaya hai. Woh mere liye saanse le rahe hein aur main unke liye par sab andar hi andar mar rahe hein. Unki aankho main jo dard hai, mujhe chain se sone nahi deta. Kitni bhi koshish karoon, aapki jagah toh nahi le sakti na.

Kuch samajh nahi aata mujhe. Police kehti hai ki aap shayad laut aayeinge. Please aa jayein na vapis. Meri nahi toh Amma Abba ki khatir?

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Another tear dropped on the white crisp page, smearing the blue ink and I closed the diary. If only Kasim was here.

"Hey! Come on. You know I am always here," I heard his voice and turned to my left. There he sat in the same spot as every night and wore the same cream coloured Kurta that he wore on the last day I saw him. Hours before his flight and the fatal plane crash.

"Yeah," I nodded, smiling. He slid closer to me and raised his hand to my face, wiping the warm tears away. One reason why I love writing in this diary is because it connects me to him. I feel his presence around me. The warmth of his love is what keeps me going through thick and thins.

"Chalo, rona band karo aur andar jaa kar so jao," he said and I pouted, shaking my head. "Andar chali gayi toh aap bhi chale jayeinge."

He chuckled at that and stood up, "toh kya hua? Kal phir bula lena."

Shoving his hands in his pockets, he took a step back. A sudden fear, of him disappearing again, took over me.

"Mujhe darr lagta hai ki ek din aap nahi aayeinge," I whimpered, voicing my fear, as he kept walking backwards.

He stopped and smiled at me, "Jab tak tumhaare dil main hoon, tab tak main kaheen nahi jaane wala."

I stood up and approached him, "Toh vapis aa jaayein na." Fresh tears rolled down my face as I begged him to come back home. Ab aur intezaar nahi hota.

"Kaash," he looked up at the sky and ran a hand through his hair, "kaash yeh mere bas main hota."

Har baar ek hi jawab.

"Acha thori dayr aur bethein toh sahi?" I asked him, gulping the sore lump in my throat.

He shook his head before passing me a soft smile,

"Fir kabhi."

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OKAY!
It's up already. Woah!!
I am super excited for this one since it's going to be short (I think) and I have the plot sorted out for it!

Don't worry, it won't effect OUAD or AH updates at all (:

Do comment and let me know what you think so far ^_^

I am sorry whoever is waiting for Tujhsa Koi as it might go down for now but, it will be up around December again (:

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