Adiya's destiny

UNDERSTANDING

We are back in Mumbai...

Now I don't have anything to do...he goes for his flights and I am left alone at home, there was frustration pent up in me I didn't know how it would burst but it definitely would

"Zoya kal subah ki flight hai, utha dena please...", saying this he went off to sleep

I was still in the kitchen, quietly standing there, I didn't want to go to that room, it was suffocating, my life was running in a loop and I  would end up doing the same thing everyday...nothing new

I stood there for quiet sometime, after that, closing my eyes, taking a deep breath I went to sleep

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"Zoya meri tie", Aditya stood holding his tie in his hands

She quietly came and tied it

"tumhe pata hai? subah ka yeh part mera  favourite hai", he said as he came closer to her and snaked his arms around her waist pulling her to him

Zoya didn't react, she released herself from his hold and went to the kitchen

Aditya was a bit shocked by her behaviour, he decided not to disturb her and got ready himself

"Zoya breakfast", he shouted from the bedroom wearing his shoes

the plate was literally banged on the table...and Aditya knew he had screwed something 

"Zoya, kya baat hai?", holding her by her arms gently he asked

"aap nahi samjhenge", she tried to avoid his gaze 

"main nahi samjhoonga Zoya", he was hurt by her statement, and let out a small sad chuckle

"please jayiye aap, apko late ho raha hoga", she removed his hands from her arms and went inside the bedroom locking the door from inside

she didn't want her frustration to get out on him, so, she decided not to face him now, simply closing the door she let her tears fall freely as her body slid down the door

"Zoya, main ja raha hoon", he stood outside the door placing his hand on it, he wanted to hold her and kiss away her tension and anger but he didn't have the time

Zoya didn't reply

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after finishing all the house courses, Zoya sat on the sofa opening the television, this had been her daily routine 

"Mumbai se Dubai jane wali vimaan hui lapata", she, whose was looking at the magazine in her hand abruptly lifted her head shocked

tears had already formed in her eyes...the only thing that came to her mind at this moment was that she didn't even talk to him before he left 

The only fact that kept her alive was she exactly didn't know which flight he had today because she in her frustration didn't ask him about it, rather she didn't even talk to him

tears fell non-stop from her eyes but still she would try to think positively and kept waiting for him 

"abhi tak laute kyun nahi Aditya?", she was forcing herself to be normal,although, she had skipped her lunch due to the fear

"ajayenge ajayenge, hum bhi na kya sab soch rahe hai", she kept walking to and fro in her room and tears refused to stop

"par abh tak toh ajana chahiye tha", she was continuously talking probably trying to keep herself engaged and alive

It was 2.00 am and he was yet not home, she was sitting still on her bed, at any cost she didn't want to even think anything bad but the thoughts that were clouding her mind was making it difficult for her to breathe...

After almost half an hour the door cricked and she closed her eyes letting the tears fall, she knew it was him...only he had the keys to open the door from outside

She still sat like that, eyes fixed on the floor

He came in quietly thinking she might be asleep but was shocked to see her like that, she was in a miserable  state

"Zoya?", he called softly, worried 

she still didn't move, this scared him 

"Zoya", he called out again proceeding slowly towards her

she stood up and proceeded towards him and stood right in front of him

"kaha thhe aap?", her voice was heavy

"kuch kaam thha, par tumahari yeh halat?, he asked caressing her face 

"kaisa kaam?", her voice had turned emotionless 

"thha kuch...", and before he could complete she slapped him

He startled in his place from her shocking action

"aimak hai aap? thori si bhi samaj hai apme Aditya? ek phone nahi kar sakte thhe aap?kyun karenge aap toh naukri karte hai na...hum toh ghar pe rehte hai humari koi value thori na hai...bas subah utho khana banao aur aapka intazaar karte raho...phir agar aap late bhi huye toh hume jaanne ka koi haq nahi ha, haina? iss ghar main kaid hoke reh gaye hai hum par aap kya samjhenge aap toh puri duniya ghumte hai, humari frustration aap kya samjhenge...isse achhe toh hum Yash ke saath thhe, na duniya dekhi thi aur na hi kaam karne ka koi shauk thha, khush the uss pinjre mein hum, aur aap, aapko agar hume pinjre mein kaid karna hi thha toh udna sikhaya kyun thha Mr. Aditya Hooda? ha?", she spoke all these in one breath

Aditya who had quietly listened to all her accusations, now tried to speak, "Zoya meri baat suno...", but he couldn't complete

"kehne sunne ke liye kuch bacha nahi hai Aditya, hum jee lenge aise aapko humari fikr karne ki koi zaroorat nahi hai, fresh ho jaiye hum khana lagate hai", rubbing her tears she went towards the kitchen

"main kha ke aya hoon", he said slowly as he stood at his place

Zoya let out a sad chuckle and proceeded towards the washroom 

A tear drop trickled down his eyes, and he whispered to himself, "main samajhta hoon Zoya"

Zoya changed into her night dress and directly went to sleep without even looking at him

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It was 3.30 am in the morning, still dark

Zoya stirred in her sleep and out of habit she placed her hand on his chest but wait...

not finding him there she looked at the time and searched him here and there with her eyes, it was unusual because sleep is something which is very dear to him...yes he did lose it at one point in his life, but, after he got it back he never compromised with that, especially when he would come back from flight

"Aditya", she called him softly, getting up, her hand went on a paper that was kept beside her