Rafta Rafta

Rafta Rafta

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"Galat kar rahi ho. " She warned her friend with eyes lined red with anger. Her friend only sobbed loudly, her whole form shaking due to crying hysterically. She said "Main nahi chod sakti usee! " She tried to stop her friend by shaking her strongly her chaddar coming loose of her hold, "Aur baki sab chod sakti ho? Apni izzat bhi! " A loud sound rang throughout the room, she palmed her cheek where her friend had slapped her, her cheek becoming red by second. "Tum kya mujhe samjhogi? Kabhi mohabbat jo Nahi ki kisi se! " her friend yelled loudly pushing her away. A pained scoff left her lips, "Gar mohabbat aisi khugarz hoti hai toh nafrat hai mujhe mohabbat se! " Her eyes turned soft as her heart ached for her friend, she once again called her out "Mat Karo aisa, tumhe Allah ka wasta! " She just smiled painfully at her and said "Mohabbat ke alawa nahi raha ja sakta, tumhe mohabbat jab hogi tab ilm hoga tumhe meri bebasi ka. " Her eyes turned determined with a clenched jaw she whispered "Kabhi nahi. Kabhi bhi iss dil ko kisi ke hawale nahi kar karungi wada karti hun khudse. " Seventeen year old Dua Farooq Mirza was blissfully content with her life. All of her life, she never longed for a thing that she would delusionally desire. She had always remained sane in her own bubble wanting nothing but peace but she was thrown into a whirlwind of emotions dominating one was heart clenching sorrow. She had never imagined herself falling in love but she was introduced into the world of Ishq only to land herself on the ground mercilessly.
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"Mera haath chordein, it's.. hurting." Tears welled up in her eyes as she tried to get rid of his deadly grip on her wrist. "Kyun? Jab woh tumhara haath pakadta hai, tab toh koi shikayat nahi hoti! Tab tum kuch nahi kehti!"" Tightening his grip on her, Rafey seethed. The pain he was causing was intolerable. Tears fell from her hazel eyes, her pale cheeks streaked with them, wishing for a certain pair of light brown eyes to come and save her from this tormentor. "Woh mera shauhar hai! Uska haq hai mujh par, jaise mera us par." Eeshal yelled at him, her anger slowly replacing the fear. "Achha. Ab woh tumhara shauhar hai, toh main tumhara kya hoon? Jo sab humare beech th-" The words got strangled in his throat, and then a loud slap rang through the room. It shocked Rafey, as he never expected the timid, extroverted girl to strike him so hard across the face. "Tum sirf ek galat faisla the, aur hamesha galat hi rahoge! Main tumhari jo 'mohabbat' thi, uske chakkar mein itni andhi ho gayi thi ke main tumhare asli chehre ko samajh nahi paayi." Eeshal gritted out the words, not knowing what the outcome of her honesty would cost her. Fury and rage surged through Rafey. He jerked his grip off her and pushed Eeshal harshly against the wall, making her yelp as her head started throbbing in pain. Rafey wrapped his fingers around her throat and pressed harder, making her squirm for air. His next words were not something Eeshal was prepared for. "Tum meri ho, Eeshal! TUM. MERI. HO. Agar main tumhe nahi paa sakta, toh koi aur bhi tumhe nahi paa sakta..." These were the last words she heard before everything went black.

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