23. Tu Chahiye...

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"Leh...main sara ghar dhoond raha hun aur tu yahan hai" i turn to find Hussain standing at the terrace entrance with his hands on his hips and panting a little.I shaked my head and looked back at the sky,closing my eyes again.I could sense him standing next to me holding the railings,his fingers brushed mine,i saw him with partly open eyes then at our hands

"Din me taare gin rahi hai ya kawwe?" he asked looking at the sky then at me.I chuckled

"Khamoshi ki awaaz sunrahi hun" i told making him raise his brows in confusion "Khamoshi ki awaaz?"

"Hmm,bohot kuch kehjaati hain yeh khamoshi ki awaaz" i told not looking at him.He let out a sigh

"Accha? toh batao kya kehrahi hain yeh khamoshi ki awaaz" he asked smiling at me

"Kehrahi hain ke" i took a pause

"Tum kuch chupa rahe ho mujhse" i said looking at him

"Tumhari aankhein jese zubaan ko dhoka derahi ho,dil aur dharkan jese saath chalna bhool gaye ho,bohot kuch kehna hai magar bohot kuch nahi kehna chahte ho" i said trying to look right into his soul but he looked away instantly.He chuckled

"Aur pata hai yeh khamoshi ki awaaz mujhse kya kehrahi hain?" he smiled asking.I raised my brows

"Aaj tumhara birthday hai aur tum ghar pe bethi ho,not done" he scrunched his face

Aaj bhi taal diya..

"Hame kahin baahir jana hai aur hum late horahe hain" he said emphasizing each word making me frown

"Poocho kahan?" he urged me

"Kahan?" I asked

"Yahan" he said pulling something out of his pocket.I frowned

"Tickets?" I asked and he nodded

"Concert ki" he exclaimed enthusiastically

"Kiski?" I asked and he rolled his eyes

"Woh haina apna Atif..Atif Aslam" he casually stated "he is in town,mene kahan yahan bhi concert karle yaar,pehle nahi maana tha par phir baadme mere liye.." i cut off his blabbering

"Hussain.." i clutched his hand tight with eyes popping out

"Atif Aslam?" I asked again for confirmation,fixing my eyes on him.He gently smiled

"Haan meri maa,ab chal we are getting late" he dragged me downstairs to my room

"Par tune pehle kyun nahi bataya? Itni dair me jab concert ke liye sirf ek ghanta reh gaya hai tab bataraha hai? Aur main kya pehnungi,aur mere..

"Sshh.." he placed his index on my lips shutting me up

"Bohot baatein karti ho tum" he narrowed his eyes at me.He left it to stay there for few seconds until he himself pulled it back looking away,embarrassed

"Chal.." he then dragged me towards the closet and made me stand in front of the mirror

"I'll pick dress for you" he said enthusiastically and moved towards my wardrobe,i gave him a side

"I hope it's safe to open this one" he ended it with a chuckle

"Yeah.." i nodded

    He slid open the door revealing my dresses hanging down.He took purple colour long dress and kept it in front of me as he glanced on the mirror,scrunching his nose he kept the dress back taking another one,he did the same,then he pulled out black colour maxi dress and kept it in front of me

"You like it?" he asked me.I shrugged in response

"It's not that good" he muttered putting it back on the holder.He was running his hand on his chin as if in deep thinking,his forehead turned into frowns.I smiled at him and found myself lost in him.

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