ISHWASA : His warrior Begam

THE MEET (HIS POV)

I feel this chapter fits well here and my pretty people were denanding as well ..... so take it🥰🥰

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I was returning to my palace after 2 years and 193 days. The feeling was beyond imagination. It feel like finally I am breathing. Finally my should has returned to my body. The smell of my soil is enough to fill new energy in me. The flowing air was enough to make me feel contended and the chirping of birds feel like the welcoming song. I was so giddy. Finally I was meting my ammi jaan, baaz the bastard and my little baby, my maahroo, my Ishwasa.

 Only I know how hard it was for me to stay there and do all the things all alone. The feeling every time that this might be the last day was so big, engulfing me whole and I was just praying to god to send me to my family before I die. I wanna see their faces one last time atleast. But everything happened according to my plan. 

Still some things are pending but I know that I will do it now that I have pulled myself out of their hell. As the palace door was nearing, my hear was beating more crazily. 

The gasps and fumbled soldiers, the shock and then happiness and then craziness after identifying that it was me was beyond explanation. As I was crossing the borders the streets, whoever was able to identify me was just following me aimlessly, the hails of my name resonated the sky and I was feeling so fortunate that I am so loved by my people.

The commotion was growing only. The hails were growing more strong and I was feeling the sudden chills running down my spine listening to this after whole 2 years. I was very near to the main entry of royal abode now. 

Suddenly my breathing turned fast, my palms sweating and I was feeling uneasy all of sudden.What if something has happened to them? What if anything happened to ammi jaan? What of Ishwasa has accepted that I was no more. What will I do if I did not find her there? What if she already returned to her kingdom? She is so young, she might be ... no no no Ariz. This can not happen.

But you are the idiot who did not leave any single trace of your existence behind. You will the be the one responsible for all the things that are going to happen with you.

Please allah, keep everyone safe. Please god, she must be waiting for me otherwise I will die. I can not bear distance from her, she is my everything. She is like the heartbeats to my heart, the breath to my lungs, the soul to my body.

Soon I came out of my thoughts when the door creaked open and the ones who were before me begin to enter. My anticipation grew more. My mouth ran dry. I clutched the reigns of my Aatish more. 

As soon as I step in, the air around me stilled. The whole world seems frozen when my desperate eyes met the same honey brown eyes. My hairs flowing free in wind and my breath hitched. The eye contact stopped every motion that was going on in my body. Every noise subsided around me just my heart beating madly for her was audible. The lone tear rolled down my cheek when I step more inside.

 She was crying miserably looking at me. Her eyes red and puffy because of crying. Looking at Her hip length hairs open, my brain stopped functioning for some good time. She was wearing a bright pink lehenga in which she was looking no less than any goddess. My goddess

.I jumped down from my Aatish not leaving her gaze even for a mere second and moved inside. Ammi jaan was the first one to grip me in tight hug. The weight of emotions was so much that she could not speak anything nor I. She just cried on my chest and my eyes teared as well. I caressed her hairs and tried to calm her down. She calmed down after hugging and kissing me to her hearts content. I know I am culprit of her. I too kissed my ammi jaan's forehead to sooth the ache of my heart and calmed myself as well hugging her tight. I can not even imagine how hard for her to handle everything but she did and I can never pay her this debt even if I took hundred more lives.