"Ahad please..." I gazed at his eyes. They were the deepest that I had ever found. My emotions scurried away towards a more tightening grip in my throat, pinning it to an unending saga of pain but that was not my concern.
"Trust me. Parishay was kil...
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Awkwardness kissed our situation.
Ahad and I sat opposite to each other. The air around was too tight to have a grip on, the vast sky this afternoon was brightest yet cool. The rings in front of me were the finest materials I could stare at the moment. I could barely look up. Dressed up in a mint green sharara, I looked like a simple engagement bride.
Yes, I was getting engaged with him.
This was a hard gulp of drink but this was my destiny. His eyes were darted at me from the moment he entered, I was scared now. Those oceans were to deep to get lost, to stay sane or to invade. He had sat beside me, a mannered distance between us.
So many eyes on us. Folks who stood in the large room were happy one's and as well as sad one's. I could comprehend who jumped in which category.
"Let's began. Bismillah!" Nani Ammi's voice was itching me for the first time but at this point, I wanted to get rid of any moment with him. Mom was about to take the ring out of the box when Ahad disturbed, "Stop!"
He sighed, still looking at me. "I would want to talk with Zairaah before."
I finally looked up. His eyes, they were so different tonight. It shone yet it was so dull. A bunch of whispers which we heard were enough for me to look back at my fingers before Dadi Ammi nudged me to stand up.
We stood in the garden, the sun pierced it's light through the holes between my lashes to my eyes. We had nothing in between still we were so uncomfortable with eachother.
"I told you. You should have declined."
He didn't wanted this? Why?
"Why would you care, Ahad? Didn't you and your family wanted this?"
He chuckled. "If things went by my wish, I would never want to stand at the position I am standing today. I'd rotate the time and live where I used to."
"Sadly, this ain't any cartoon show that you'll have a time machine to teleport. This is reality, it's painful, aching and heartbreaking," I stated. The grass felt ardent below my feet, too much this afternoon to add oil in the fuel of our uncomfortable vibe.
"I know I can't take myself there but I would never want you to walk in a path with me. I know it would be painful, aching and heartbreaking." He paused. "I just don't want to take you there."
"What Am I to you, Ahad?" I questioned. Breaking the ice of restlessness that had stood high and glorious like a rock between us. "I am barely a person you know."
