ISHQIYA

Beygharaz Ishq IV

It was love at first site for Jubin.

No, it was not like that Jubin saw Payal first time dancing in the rain or helping an old aunt crossing the road or helping poor children who wander in the traffic signal.

It was different, she was different, their first meet was different, and his love was different.

It was a gloomy evening when Jubin was sitting in his car and was waiting for the traffic to die out soon.

He was tensed that day, he has to compose a new song for an upcoming film, but he couldn't get any inspiration for his song.

Sitting in his car, closing his eyes he was thinking about lyrics, director has said him that the song must be romantic, full of emotions, he was thinking constantly but every time a honk interrupts him.

"Shambhu, why the traffic is not cleared yet, move out man" he shouted at his driver.

"Sir, what do I do, traffic is due to because a young lady is fighting with some child beggars over a cricket ball." Shambhu explained him.

Jubin gave out a small chuckle, he wear a mask and led his head out of the window, to see what's really happening.

Taking in his environment Jubin gaze falls on a girl, who was fighting with some children with a ball in her hand.

Her glossy hairs were hiding her face, soon her face turned to him, Jubin eyes twinkled seeing her face, his gaze went on her luscious lips which were mumbling something, but before he could take more of her beauty she moved out of the road and went away from there in a blink of eyes making Jubin longing for her.

Instead of thinking about lyrics Jubin mind drifted to that girl, he was dying to meet her again, see her face from close, but he couldn't.

Thinking about her his mind gave him some ideas, he takes out a pen and paper and written the lyrics, drifting into his dreams in which she was present.

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Next day he was driving to studio to give some music to those lyrics.

He stopped his car outside the studio and his gaze went to the right wall where a girl was doing something on pamphlet

"What are you doing?" Jubin shouted at that girl.

Listening his voice she turned to him, seeing him her eyes bulged out from the socket and his eyes lit up seeing the same girl who was fighting with those children.

He went a little closer to her and noticed her face, her eyes were of sepia color, her eyelashes were of medium size, her cheek were looking fluffy and silky, his gaze went to her lips, which were of little purple color enhancing her beauty, he moved a little closer itching to touch her lips but before he could move more closer to her she ran away from there as fast as she could.

Again he left alone gaping his mouth at her, sighing he looked at the wall where she was doing something, and seeing it, now his eyes bulged out from the socket and he started laughing maniacally.

There was a to-let pamphlet stick there which was now changed into toilet. His gaze went to his poster which was sticking next to to-let pamphlet, his picture in the poster was now painted in makeup. His eyebrows were now painted into bushy black, a red color was covering his cheeks and his lips were painted in black color.

Laughing at his own photo he takes out the poster from the wall and kept it in his pocket folding it.

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Finally after 5 hours, keeping the memoir of the fighting girl, yes he named her fighting girl, he composed music for his lyrics.

He called music directors, movie directors, and soon his fingers started dancing on the guitar, singing the song.

"Dil ka dariya beh hi gaya,

Raahon mein yun jo tu mil gaya,

Muskil se main sambhla tha haan,

Toot gaya hun phir ek dafa,

Baat bigdi hai is kadar,

Dil hai toota, toote hai hum,

Tere bina ab na lenge ek bhi dum,

Tujhe kitna chahein aur hum,

Tere bina na lenge ek bhi dum,

Tujhe kitna chahe aur hum."

Soon the music finished, all clapped for him and his mind was giving all credit to her.

After a long tiring musical day when he came back to home, his parents threw a marriage bomb on him.

He wanted to say a clear no but his father insisted to just to meet the girl.

So, after 3 days there were in hall waiting for someone Payal Abbas, his not-soon-to-be-bride to appear in front of them.

Soon the girl, Payal came but he was looking down on the floor, not interested in any girl, he just wanted to see that girl, his fighting girl.

His mother engrossed herself in talking to that girl and that girl was answering meekly everything.

Feeling bored his gaze went here and there, then on table, where different dishes were lying.

And a thing caught his eyes.

A female hand was trying to sneak some kaju katli from the plate.

A/N:- I'm back. Readers, this is one of my favorite part of this story. Hope you will like it too.

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