ZOYA ANWAR - POINT OF VIEW:
Ya Allah woh hatse kam the jo ek aur, aur kitne imtehaan lenge aap humare. Thooth kar sambhalna sikha tha lekin aab toh thooth kar bikarne ka dil karta hai. Aur nahi hota humse mere Moula, pehle zhakam mushkil se phar rahe the aur is hatsne ne toh un sab zakhmon ko phirse tazaa kar diya. Hume hausla deen, takat deen. Take hum apne zakhmon par marham laga sage. Aaj nahi sahi lekin hum wada karte hai ke Um ... Umair ko hum usko uske do hafte pehle ki badtameezi ki saza denge. Zaroor denge. Ameen!.
Sitting on the prayer mat I brushed my hands down my head as I made dua.
Standing up I placed the prayer mat in my cupboard and then sat on my bed when the phone rang. Papa.
I cleared my throat and then answered the call.
Phone Conversation:
Zoya: Assalam e Alaikum Papa!
Aryan: Wa Alaikum Assalam beta maine tumhe yeh batane ke liye phone kiya tha ke aaj main ghar nahi aunga. I have to go to a business trip for two days, okay beta take care and tell my assistant if you need anything. Allah Hafiz!
Zoya: Yes sure dad, Allah Hafiz.
Phone conversation ended:
He cut the call after like 35 seconds. He didn't even asked if I was okay. Something in my heart began aching. Tears started rolling down my eyes and I throw myself on the bed crying my heart out.
Why is my life so complicated?, I don't even have someone who I can share my heavy heart to. Tears were slipping out from my eyes one after one not wanting to stop.
At least tell me what my fault was or is, aisa kya kar diya maine joh itne ziyada zakham. Aisa koi toh ho joh humse baat kare hume samaj sake.
I cried the whole night out, not knowing when the sleep took over me.
I was sleeping on my bed when the sun light flashed on my eyes and I woke up.
Looking at the clock which was placed on my side table it was five in the morning.
I cleaned up my room and then went to the bathroom to make wuzu. After praying fajr I went to the wardrobe where I choose to wear a navy blue long skirt with a black top with a silver locket where my name was written on.
I went to the bathroom. Taking a long bath I wore my dress and got ready.
Picking up my school bag and my phone I went out of the room and made my way to the empty living room.
I looked at the time and it was six o'clock. Mehreen she didn't even called me once. It has been two weeks now. I need to talk to her and I know how to make her feel better.
I was walking out of my mansion when I heard a voice Aya. "Zoya beta, won't you eat breakfast today?" she asked and I turned to face her.
"Nahi Aya not today I will do it at Mehreen's place today, sorry" I lied not feeling to eat anything.
"But beta you hadn't ate anything since yesterday at least eat a bit" she stated but I shook my head.
"Oho Aya I will eat but later don't worry, because right know I am getting late" I said and gave her a hug. She hugged me back and I went out to my car.
"How are you feeling driver uncle?" I asked and he smiled "much better bibi ji" he stated but I could hear from his voice that his Influenza wasn't over yet.
"You are not well, I will drop you home and you will rest, okay" I said and he started "No beta I am totally fine". After a long discussion, I won. I dropped him home. While driving out from there, back to home I got a call. A smile curved on my lips as I saw the caller id. Mehru.

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