Murtasim's POV
Merub's diary
"Baba", "Papa","Dada", "Dad", there are so many adjectives you can use to call the man who is one of the reasons for your existence. It has been said the girl's first hero is her dad and trust me I had no doubt regarding that because I had my baba with me. He was someone who fulfilled my wishes even before I speak about it. But looks like it was some delusional world I was residing in. There is always this one moment where you either win or you lose everything and I lost that day.
I was proud of my identity, Merub Waqas Ahmed, the girl who learnt to fly towards her dreams just because of her baba but that fateful day, my life changed forever. I want to stay angry with you baby but how can I? You're the reason the foundation for becoming the Advocate Merub laid and look your daughter, sorry, the child you were given to take care of, has achieved what she has visioned through your eyes.
Baba, you know when I came back to meet you and mumma and you didn't open the door even after seeing me cry, something broke inside me. It felt like the cold water wiping the existence of Merub Waqas Ahmed. I just wanted to lay my head on your shoulder and cry my heart out. I wanted to tell you how your Merub has gotten admission in the university, in the course we both have worked hard for but....
There are so many questions in my mind, so many doubts that engulf me every time you come infront but to protect myself I just have to act like I am angry with you but aapki merub aaj bhi aapka intezaar kar rhi hai baba. Please aa jaye aap, ek bar keh de mujhe beta main hi tumhara baba hoon, tum meri hi beti hoo aur gale se laga le mujhe". I promise I won't ask you any questions. Please aa jayein aap baba, aaj aapki bahut yaad aa rhi hai.
Entry end, back to Murtasim's POV
I feel like this tear marks on this diary page burning my soul. It was an accident when I was trying to hide the anniversary gift I bought for my begum, meri merub but the curiosity also found this diary. I would've avoided reading it but I just wanted to read what she feels. The initial pages were filled with our moments telling how she is happy with me but the last entry had traces of tears on it.
I am no fool to realise that it would take long to accept that she is Anwar chacha's daughter and I knew how hard it would be for merub to accept it. Her whole existence changed after the event, that ek lamha might have given her to me but that lamha was also the one where she realised that she is alone now. I still remember her words, " agar woh mere baba hote na toh mujhe yaha izzat se rhne ke liye tumse nikaah nahi karna padta" .
I felt something wet near my eyes and realised I was crying for my merub. I quickly made my way towards her and hugged her tight as if trying to take away all her pain. She was shocked at first but engulfed me tightly after few seconds later on as if trying to gain strength for me still becoming the strength for me.
Don't remember how long we stood like that but it was needed for both of us, now I need to make this clear to her how she doesn't need to hide her emotions from me. We may not have the relationship of typical husband and wife but I am her best friend now, someone who should be there for her to express her emotions.
I came out of the hug still holding her, her eyes held confusion as if wondering what happened suddenly. I took her face in my both hands and pecked her forehead letting my lips caressed it for few more seconds ,
Main humesha tumhare sath hoon Merub aur tum mere samne kuch pal ke liye kamzor padh sakti hoon, main hoon na tumhe sambhalne ke liye. Tum janti ho na tumhare ek aason se Dil main behad dard hota hai mere but tumhare aise Dil main apne jazbaat rkhna aur toot kar bikharne ko nahi seh paunga main merub, nahi dekh paunga tumhe aise. Tumahari har khwaish, zaroorat puri karna chahta hoon main lekin lagta hai meri biwi mujhe dost ke kabil bhi nhi samjhti.
"tum aise kyu keh rhe ho Murtasim, tumhari dosti behad ajeez hai mujhe".
"Jhooth bol rhi ho tum"
"Batao toh sahi hua kya hai, tum achanak se aise kyu bol rahe ho"
"Agar tumhari dosti ke layak hota toh tum apna dard nhi chupati mujhse"
"Kaise dard? Dekho murtasim, tum kya bol rhe ho mere kuch samjh nhi aa rha. "
"Kyu chupaya tumne mujhse ki tumhe chacha hazoor ki yaad aa rhi thi. Milna chahhati thi tum unse, apne sawalon ke jawab chahti ho tum inse
"Kya fayda ab inn sabka murtasim. Tumhe yaad nhi main kitni der roti rahi par mere anso ne unhe nahi pighlaya, darwaze ke uss bar baithe shaqs ko nhi phigla sake mere aansu.
"Merub"
"Bolon na murtasim, kya galti hai meri. Kya itni buri hoon main joh paida hotey hi apni ammi ke maut ke wajah ban gyi. Mere baba ne mere paida hone par meri shaql dekhna tak gawara nhi kia aur ab mujhe pata chalta hai jinhe main apna baba samjh rhi thi woh toh asal main mere kuch lagte hi nahi thi. Sirf ek jimmedari thi main unn par joh kuch samay ke liye unke sar padh gyi thi. Unhe ek lamha tak nhi laga mujhe yaha chod ke jane main jaha mera dum ghut ta tha. Bas tumhe pa lia yeh sach ke bad, issi bat ki shukr guzzar hoon main. Tum jante ho Murtasim, mere waqalat ke khawab unhi ne mujhe dekhna sikhaya tha par yeh kabhi nahi sikhaya tha ki Maine apne hi zindagi ke faisle se toot jaungi.
Merub, dekho main tumhara dard shayad na samjh paun par itna zaroor bata sakta hoon ki unhone joh bhi kiya par kabhi apni mohabatt kar jhuta dikhawa nahi kia tumhare samne. Kal hum phir unke pass chalenge and I'll make sure you get all your answer. I can't promise that the answers will be in your favour but I'll be there for you at every step.
"Kyu kar rhe ho tum murtasim, mere liye itna kuch"
" Sahi wakt aane par iska bhi zikar hoga" abhi tum itna Jaan lo tum akeli nhi ho, main hoon na tumhare sath. Aur waise bhi you need someone to protect you from the ghosts and spirits of this house.
This bought the faintest of smiles to appear on Merub's face. "ya Allah, murtasim maine khud tumhe aise dekh ke uss din kitni hairaan ho gayi thi . Bahut maza aa rha tha na tumhe mujhe aise Dara kar. Pagal ho tum bilkul"
"Well, ab jaisa bhi hoon tumhara hoon, bas tum mujhe kabhi mat chodna, humesha hi mere sath rehna.
"Best friends yeh sab baat nhi karte hai Murtasim"
"Toh kisne kaha tum meri best friend ho"
"Tum" but seeing the playful smirk on his face, she decided to play along.
"Sahi keh rhe ho tum, best friend tum thodi woh toh rohail hai hai mera. Pehli baar tumne kuch sahi kaha hai Murtasim"
This wiped the smirk of his face.
"Ab woh rohail kaise aa gya humare dosti ki darmiyaan. Tum meri best friend ho aaya samjh aur usse bhi jyada, I muttered inaudibly.
"Aa gaye na ho tum line pe, mujhse chalaki kabhi mat Krna tum, merub murtasim Khan naam hai mera"
Damn, I should've recorded this.
"Acha, tu mrs. Merub murtasim khan, kya aap apne shauhar ke liye ek cup chai bana skti hai" I snaked my arms around her while saying this, okay best friends don't do that but she is my wife too.
Instead of questioning anything she just laid her head on my shoulders and looks like I got my world in my arms.
Assalamualaikum,
Firstly I do apologise for updating it so late. I will try to update "possesive soon too. This update has lots of grammatical errors , I'll correct it soon. Hoping you all like it. Criticism or any type of comment are most welcome.
VOUS LISEZ
Tere Bin os ~ Baba
Fanfiction"Baba" the moment a man hears the words, it feels like his whole world changes and it starts revolving around the little life they have created.
