" Andar aa skta hu??" sidharth asked knocking on his parent's door after Mishti's nikkah, he didn't get any reply from them.
" aap mujhse baat nh krna chahte it's okay, par meri baat toh sun skte hai" he said closing the door behind him.
" mein janta hu mein jo kar rha hu un sb cheezo se apko bahut takleef ho rhi hai, par yakeen mane mein janbhuj ke apko kabhi aizyat nh Dena chahta,"
" par bhut zyada de rha hai, beta hum tera bura nh chahte hai, tu aisa nh hai, apne ache khase ghr ko barbad kar rha hai, ek bache ko maar dia, itna bedil ho gya mera beta" farah said making him sit on the bed and kissed his forehead, stroking his hairs.
"Ammi bedil nh hu, syd practical hu, Amal aur mein kitni bhi koshish kr lete lekin humare rishte mein khuch nh bacha aur konsa ghr ammi konsa ghr, jahan sirf maine ek daffa ap logo ki baat nh maani woh bhi apne neezi mamle, ish ghr ke logo ne hi praya kar dia mujhe, apni hi behn ki shadi mein mein ek guest tha, syd usse bhi kam, ammi aap ne toh mujhe abbu ki ish halat ki wajah smjh li, koi gunnah nh kar rha hu ammi, koi nazayaz relation nh hai hum dono ke beech jo apk sar jhuke,divorce le rha hu aur mein pehla shaksh nh hu jo aisa krega, mein aisa rishta puri zindagi nh leke chl skta jo aage jaake sirf ek bhoj de,"
" ush ladki ke baare mein kitna janta hai, tu janta hai na agr ladki aise kadam uthaye toh uski family ky krti hai...pta hai na....jaan se maar deti hai taki unki family ka naam khrab na ho, yahi sach hai" he chuckled.
" i didn't expect this from you two, Mein filhal bs itna janta hu ki, mein usse mohabbat krta hu, glt hai ya sahi hai, mujhe faraq nh padta,"
" nikal jaa yahan se aur apna chehra ish ghr dobara na dikhai, hume aur apne behn bahiyo ko aram se jeene de, aur ho sake toh ye seher chor ke chla jaa, jitna maan tha mujhe apne bete par sb mitti kar dia, ab ye Aftaab siddqui kisi se nazre milane layak nh rha, apne ghr mein hi sar jhuk gya, apne hi bahi ke samne" his father said.
" Maine kisi ka murder nh kia hai baba, aur na hi koi glti jo apk sar jhuk jaaye, aur ye mein kabhi hone bhi nh doonga, isliye jaa rha hu aap logo se dur, aur kabhi yahan laut ke nahi aaunga taaki apko sarmindgi na ho, maaf karna pehli baar apni khushi ke liye khuch kar rha hu" he voiced out, the lump formed in his throat, his ever so supportive parents, didn't consider his feelings for once, they failed to understand him in these stupid society norms, they failed to understand his feeling, his emotions and his happiness, they give importance to what will society think, he bent down and kissed his father hands which he pulled back, a drop of tear escaped from his eye.
" chlta hu ammi, apna khyal rkhna ho sake to mujhe maaf kar dena, apne hi sikhaya hai na diye gye waade nibhane chiye, Allah hafiz" he said kissing her forehead and went out of the room.
" Aftaab shaab roke na ushe, woh chla jayega, agr uski khushi ushi mein hai toh theekh hai na...nh smjhega woh"
" mein zoya ki zindagi aur ghar ke baki bacho ki zindagi khrab nh kr skta hu farah, woh nh janta hai par iska effecf kahin na kahin aur bacho pe padega, allah na kre zoya ke saath khuch glt ho ish chakkar mein woh aise nazuk mor se guzar rhi hai, mein uski khushiyon ke khilaf nh hu, lekin mein ye bhi janta hu woh ldki ish ghr mein kabhi kush nh rhegi isliye nh ki woh achi nh hai lekin ye samaj ushe jeene nh dega, uske ghrwale ushe yahan sukoon se nh rehne denge aur aizyat hogi, isse acha hai woh yahan se chla jaye uske saath,"
" mein mil ke aati hu"
" aap nh jayengi,"
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" Amal if you need anything give me a call, i will be there for you always and thank you for making me realise that our happiness matters to us sometime," Amal has decided to pursue her course in journalism from one of the best universities of India from Bengaluru, indian institution of journalism and new media.
" thank you so much sidharth, mere liye ye sab krne ke liye, I found a good friend in you, and you deserves every ounce of happiness and thank you for making my family understand, I am sorry I hurt you many times, stay happy with her," he side hugged her picking both of their luggage.
"Have a safe journey and don't forget if you need any help, I am always there ok" she nodded going inside the airport.
Some people come into our lives just to teach us certain things, and Amal taught him about the importance of self-love, there is slight guilt in his heart to choose her over his parents but it's impossible for him to live away from her, he does not want to break her trust on him, after dropping Amal at the airport he went to meet her sister, in his way to her home, he bought her favourite biryani and Raj kachori, she welcomed him with a big smile on her face.
" koi aur nh hai ghr par??" he asked.
" nh woh log kisi kaam se gye hai" he hummed absent mindedly.
" bahi khuch hua hai, aap pressan lag rhe hai" she questioned.
" mein ghar chor ke jaa rha hu shehnaaz ke saath," he mumbled afraid how will she react.
" I am happy for both of you, she loves you alot bahi, and i am sure she will fill your life with beautiful colours in it , and she has faced a lot, i just want her to be happy,"
" I never ever in my dream wanted to hurt them zoya, its just mujhse nahi hua, mujhe dur rehna tha and i tried too par nh ho paya" he shares his plight with her, she always understood him in every situation.
" bahi woh apse nafrat nh krte hai, bs thode purane soch hai, abhi naraz hai par aisa toh nh hai na life long naraz rhenge,"
" I am not a good son zoya, I am not.." he stated rubbing his face.
" bahi kabhi apne bare mein bhi soch lo i am not saying ki amma aur baba glt hai par aap bhi glt nh hai, aur apna pyar choose krne par aap bure bete toh nh ban jayenge, apne sb khuch kia hai unki khushi ke liye, ky aap shehnaaz ka bharosa tod skte hai ek baar fir apne pyar ko aise jane denge jab apko pta hai woh apk khushi hai, ya apk bina uski kaise halat ho skti hai, woh khud kahegi nh agr aap aaj ye bhi decision lete ki apko apne parents ko choose krna hai toh bhi woh khuch nh kehti"
" i know, She is not fine, she is going through many things, mujhe toh soch ke bhi dar lagta hai ki aisa ky ky kia hai jo she changed so much,"
" bahi they will be fine, go and live with her, start a new life, enjoy karo, mein hu na yahan pe, i will take care pkka promise" Zoya assured him sitting beside him, he hugged her dearly, letting his tears fall, she sobbed in his arms, it's so difficult for her to let him go, he has been always there whenever she needs him, he used to bring stuff which she needed without her voicing out, he is like a father figure for her, her secret keeper, her protector, her happiness.
" tu kitni badi ho gyi hai" he said wiping her tears and kissing the side of her head.
" mein apk liye kabhi badhi nh ho skti, I am always your little sister, and your first child smjhe"
" and my baby is going to have her baby, may God protect both of you"
It's not easy for sidharth to leave his parent's however it's not an option to leave shehnaaz alone after promising her togetherness, if you love someone it's your duty and responsibility to be with them whatever the circumstance, leaving them is not an option at all.
He has no complaints from his parents, they always want his betterment, and they are right somewhere, his decision may affect his sibling's house, the society works like this always, he has seen this, the way people just stopped talking with him, and starts seeing him like he is a criminal, they will not try to understand what an individual going through, what's their thought process, what's they need and fortunately or unfortunately we all are the parts of this society, to live in the society an individual have to adapts its norms at some extent.
Hello everyone, I don't know what I write, whether it's appropriate or not, please tell me your views in the comment section if the story is going on the right track or not, suggestions are welcome wholeheartedly.
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MERE MEHRAM (completed)
FanfictionThe love story of two different people falling in love with each other in the most unexpected circumstances, for knowing more about them, join me in the journey of Sidharth Siddiqui and shehnaaz........
