Tu Jo Mile Jindari Jannata ve Jannata...❣️ #sidnaaz

Her Story (part 1)

*This Chapter is going to be about 2 parts because its too long for one.

I stood in my own kitchen looking over the food one last time and texting to ask di where they were when I heard a knock on the door. It was Ma and him of course. Although he's been here once, ma hadn't and she was amazed by the decor the instant she entered. She was gawking at the colors spread across my floors and walls, taking it in step by step while her son had already hit the sofa.

SM - "kitna clean aur acha decorations kiya hai bacha tune. Mtlb mujhe to yakeen hi nhi hota k tune koi maid bhi nhi rakhi hai. Mtlb sab kaam khud hi. Ghar ka bhi aur bahar ka bhi. Mujhe toh lga tha patani kitna kuch bikhra hoga yaha waha but tune to shock hi dedo ya mujhe."

I laughed walking her to the sofa before attending the door again.

S - "DIIIIII, Finally aap aa gye mujhe toh seriously lga tha k aap bhool hi jaoge." I shrieked throwing my arms around her.

M - "Arey aise kaise? Yeh Jai toh subah se itna khush hai ki tere haath ka khana mil raha hai. Dimag kha liya mera bol bol ke ki usse recipes lai lo."

S - "Haww jiju recipes ki kya zaroorat jab mnn kre yaha aajoa vaise bhi meri akeli ka mnn nahi lgta. Aur taru kaha hai? Please don't tell me you didn't bring her?"

M - "No no, ayi hai vo seat main so rahi thi kab se ab uthne wali hi hai. Chal tu andar toh lai chal humein"

S - "Hyee Han sorry sorry woh excitement.. aao aap logo ko kisi se milau." I say walking them inside.

Ma and Sidharth look up in our direction as we reach the sofa set. "Di yeh hai Aunty inko main ma bulati hi aur yeh hai Sidharth. Neighbours hai yeh mere but usse zyada friends hai. Especially Aunty. Di aapko pta yeh Na bilkul maasi jaisi hai. Aur ma ye hai mahi di aur jai jiju. Production company hai yaha inki aur woh Tara hai inki beti." I move back letting them meet while I attend Tara. She was beginning to wake up and honestly I did not wanna miss even a moment I got with her. My love for kids was overwhelming but I couldn't help. I mean they're the purest humans on earth.. all they know is love. No betrayal or making use of someone.. only love. I turned around feeling a hand on my shoulder. I knew who it was....

Si- "baat sun..."

S -  "Han?"

Si - "dinner k baad baat kar sakti hai? Thodi der... woh actually-"

S - "Tujh se raha nhi jaa ra mera past sune begair, right?"

Si - "Uhm nhi woh- Han you're right. Mujhe jaan na hai...as a friend haq hai mera."

S - "Haq to hai lekin only if you promise me something."

Si - "Ab kya chahiye tere ko?"

S - "Tu smoke krna chod dega.. not at once but slowly. In a month."

Please say yesss... babaji ab sab kuch aapke hath mein hai. Agar isne Ha krdi toh I'll let myself accept my feelings lekin agar nahi toh.. I can't put myself in the past. I can't love someone who won't try to love the life he's given. I wanna heal him but I can only do that if he lets me.

Si - "lekin kaise?! It's an addiction Shehnaaz. How am I gonna deal with withdrawals?"

S - "Tum bas Han kro. Baaki sab k liye main hoon na."

Si - "I promise."

Tara wakes up crying, breaking the eye contact we'd held for the past uncounted minutes. This promise is the last thing I needed to let myself show him the love I felt for him. He couldn't even imagine what I'm going to throw at him throughout the month. Obviously not too much.. but I'd make sure to keep him entertained.