𝐎𝐍 𝐆𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐆 | #1 in longing love
Waniya Bagga is a remarkable woman single mother, successful fashion designer, and self-made millionaire. She resides in New York City with her daughter, facing the unknown future with strength and resilience.
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ZEESHAN'S POV:
"Zeeshan tell me the truth." Ahaan Bhai entered my room. Tomorrow is my flight to New York. I just got done with my packing. I made a mental note not to miss anything. "Truth?" I eyed him. What he's talking about?
"About you going to New York. You have Aerophobia." He was concerned. "I know, but it's important for the company." I lied. I would never go if it wasn't for Waniya.
"Is it about Waniya?" As I heard her name escape from his lips, a suffocating sensation gripped my chest, making it difficult to draw breath. I struggled to contain my emotions.
How could he possibly know? He handed a glass of water to me, his eyes filled with concern. I accepted the water and drank it, feeling the cool liquid soothe my parched throat. As I lowered the glass, I met his gaze, searching for any hint of understanding in his eyes.
"I know." He sighed. "Zoya told me almost two years ago." He explained. "I tried looking for her, everywhere, even her house but they told me —," I didn't let him complete. "That she's dead." The statement sent shivers down my spine.
It was almost six years ago when she left, handing me a piece of paper with a message advising me not to search for her. However, I couldn't accept her request. I scoured every possible place, from hospitals to hotels, restaurants, and different cities.
Eventually, I even went to her family's home, despite knowing their strict nature and her strained relationship with them. When they informed me of her passing, I couldn't bring myself to accept it. My heart still refuses to believe that she's no longer with us. I searched tirelessly everywhere, except for the airports, and now I'm filled with regret for not having done so.
"Zeeshan?" My brother called me, breaking my trance. I looked at him. "I have always supported you take care of yourself," he left my room.
I needed to get to Waniya before it's too late! What if it's already been too late? What if she had already married someone? No, no Zeeshan stop or else you'll lose it. Be collected. I sighed heavily. I hope everything goes well.
I have a flight scheduled for tomorrow morning, and I'm feeling quite anxious about it. I've never been comfortable with heights and flying, which has kept me from taking any flights for a long time. I know that I need to address this fear, so I'm planning to speak with my doctor about my phobia before the flight. The anxiety is starting to set in, but I'm determined to overcome it and not let it hold me back.
I dialed up the therapist's number. I don't usually take therapy as there's no need, but I did contact them once related to my phobia itself. I have the therapist for at least forty minutes. She told me different alternatives to calm my anxiety during the flight.
One, I plan to take some anti-anxiety medication to help me stay calm during the flight. If I start feeling uneasy while traveling, I will remind myself to relax, take deep breaths, and try to calm down. Second, I'm also considering taking sleeping pills, but I'm aware that there are both pros and cons to this option. Despite the potential drawbacks, I genuinely want to take them because they would help me sleep better. I'll need to carefully weigh the decision before making a choice.
