Chapter 9

Tia

@Tiaraa

Chapter 7

"asad, mujhe acha nai lag raha hai, you please come back soon" dilshad said in worry holding the reciever close to her ears.

"haan, ammi! Ap please fikar na kare, main theek hu. Sach" he said crossing his two fingers behind him while he speaks with dilshad on line.

"i... I don't know itsjust feel that, you are not well. You sure are not lying to me , asad?" dilshad refused to accept his any clarification as mother's heart know better.

"ji, ammi... Ammi WO shoot ready ho gayi hai. Will come and talk to you. Ok!" he said waiting for dilshad to reply while he stares at space.

"theek hai, khyal rakhna apna, or sone se pehle mujhe call yad se kar lena, fikar hoti hai tumhari" she said with a sad tone in the end. Asad chuckled on his mother's love but he knew well how lonely dilshad gets on his absence. He would have taken her with him if it was not for ayaan and nikhat; they needed her more there than here. He sighed.

"khuda hafiz ammi"

"fi aman ullah bache" dilshad turned around putting the reciever back on stand ; she raised a hand to wipe out the tears from below her eyes.

"ammi" nikhat said softly while she checked her face having traces of tears.

"asad bhaijaan se bat hui na apki?" she asked looking at the phone close to dilshad's hand which she is on table supporting her tilted body.

"haan, I was talking with him." She simply said with a smile.

"kya kaha bhaijaaan ne, theek se pohoch gaye wo?" she asked again hugging dilshad from behind.

"haan , keh raha tha shooting shuru ho gai, he will call me again later" dilshad eye spilled tears as she thought about asad again.

"ammi, ap kyu ro rahi hai, bhaijaan theek hai, unhone apse kaha na. wo outdoor shoot ke liye gaye hai, ho sakta hai wo sach me busy ho waha. Akhir azmer kitni door hai." She said visually maping azmer roads through her eyes.

Dilshad chuckled lightly pecking her cheeks with twisted lips ; "main isliye nai pareshan hu, tum to janti ho na asad ko. Wo kabhi khud ka dhyaan nai rakhta, har waqt kaam kaam or commitments he yaad rehte hai, khana peena jaise bhool he jata ho kaam ki dhoon me." Dilshad said patting her head in worry.

"ammi bhaijaan theek he honge." Nikhat said it once again but dilshad's heart refused to believe it. She paced in the kitchen to and fro in worry followed by nikhat behind.

"mujhe jane he nai dena chahiye tha ise, kitna bukhar tha (fever) kal rat use fir bhi chala gaya." She looked at the wall in anger bringing asad images before her.

nikhat was about to say something when ayaan entered the kitche feasting on apple; " ammi, ap kyu apna BP badha rahe hai, ap please aaram farmaye. Warna bhaijaan hum dono ki (pointing at nikhat and himself) jaan he lelenge, peeche daudke" ayaan laughed as he imagined himself running ahead of asad and niks and asad running behind a long stick.

Nikhat to giggled but than gulp it quickly as the image of asad running behind her with a gun flashed before her eyes; "Nahi!!" she screamed while nodding her head in fear, while ayaan and dilshad looked at her with wide eyes, wondering what went in her to scream like this. On realising it was just a dream nikhat gave a nervous laugh shrugging at ayaan's stare while nodding head for dilshad; "am..mmi, main kya kehti hu." Nikhat kept the knife dilshad picked to cut the groceries aside while she actually pulled dilshad to her room to make her rest. Ayaan nodded his head in no with a laugh behind his chewing, "ammi, ap ko jaise batao main ke ab bhaijaan ki parwah koi or bhi rakhne laga hai" he said while picking up the phone from the table and walking out of the kitchen with another fruit in hand.

In azmer, On knowing The Asad ahmed khan was there for shoot. A huge wave of crowd gathered there to mark their presence. There were many media people around, with a long list of body guards protecting the crew and the equipment, large number of home crew and few crew member alloted by rajasthan government itself to help them. Local police were ready with arms and amunition just incase require. And there were tracks of cars and vanity van one behind other in a que, so to not disturb the passage and block the road.

Assistant of tanveer went directly to Asad to narrate him his next script while imraan followed sara to her make up room, to help her in learning dialogues.

"prasad, are we ready?" tanveer screamed from the end of the road on speaker, waving a thumb in air.

Prasad looked at asad who was sitting right beside him on chair across a huge umbrella to protect from direct piercing of sun.

"sir are we ready?" he asked nervous while clutching the script in his hands tight.

Asad noticed the sudden appearance of line of the thin sheet and a small laugh excaped his lips "don't be so tense prasad, I wont eat you up alive" he remarked and laughed on his own statement, soon after him prasad too gave a small laugh and noded his head in approval.

Asad looked up to tanveer who was now checking on some paper, sighning them while her eyes were fixed on the marking that her crew was making for the scene.

"nahi dada, itni pas nai. Hero hilega to heroine gir jayegi, itne pas khade rehne par" she said while she pointed the place with her pain , emphasizing her point.she checked as the marking was now re done and pulling her eyes off the road back on paper she started to resume the pending paper work.

"ok finish!" she said looking at the man and giving him the paper to sign once she was done with all.

The man quickly scanned the paper and with a nod he left her alone. She looked up at prasad still waiting for reply "prasad are we done" she said screaming through the speaker in her hand.

"I am ready, tannu" asad replied on behalf of prasad while raising a thumb in air.

"Ok!" take your positions.

"lights ready" she looked at her side an then as asad , the man sitting on rail above asad's head said yes. She then looked at the larged tinted steel who captured the max sun to give good pitcher of asad, camera man stood on his toe to not let miss any expression and with that the shoot began.

Kabir ran towards the entrance with bare foot on spotting Simran near the balcony of the huge monuments. He tried to reach to her but she slipped from his hand. He tried to look after her srawling like a snake between the pillars to spot her anywhere near but she was not there, then he found her. She was there walking with her bags and holy book in the shadow of the roof above her. As soon as kabir spotted her he ran in to her but beaing scared that she will escape him , he as usual choosed the shortcut and then the moment she took a turn she found him with open arms barricading her way to walk further. His tears spill down his cheeks freely as his breathing were off the track with accelerating heart beat, his face looked more pale than her, because of the now direct sun hitting and burning his skin. He knew he has to find her sooner before its too late just after the misunderstanding at her nikah but poor he havent yet thought to say what once he found her to convince to get home back with him. He opened and closed his mouth several time before his eyes started talking for him.

"Kabir?" she was surprised to see him here as she had not informed anyoneat home before leaving. How did he find her? Her mind asked but lips refused to speak anything. She was upset, not on him but herself, she had disappointed herself from letting his heart fall in love , for letting herself divert her mind from finding his precious part of life to this man who had not only crushed his heart but have killed her soul. Looking blankly, she stood still in front of his eye, watching every tiny stream of river spill from them one by one in drops. Still he did not speak anything, she waited unknowingly for seconds as her legs refused to take a step against him. But he still did not speak anything; with a sigh she turned behind him only to hear his moan from behind, his mouth was open and his lips were chapped , eyes draining water and face looked so pale "please..." she heard him saying. That's it just a single word by him and yet she felt she had heard so much from him. His stammer please' made her heart go for this man, she knew he was asking forgiveness for his mistake, she knew he is bad with sorry and expressing but still if he is here, he definitely had fought a long fight to stand her and confess. His eyes had already showed the love he had stored in them long back, now it was his soul who was breaking to get in to her warmth. They both said nothing, after please' the world around them skimmed between just two, where eyes of kabir and simran argued and complaints and lips, well lips kept shut letting not interfere between their talking.

"and cut it" tanveer said loud and clear through speakers.

Everyone saved their work and left their instrument alone for sometime, the air now was reserved with pin drop silence , the crowd who made the duty of cops hell difficult in controlling them , suddenly left speechless. No flashes were found soon after the scene got over. asad was still standing there as he shut his eyes repeatedly to come out of the emotions he had been shooting , sara looked here and there in embarassment and found herself spilling more tears . she touched her cheeks to rub the tears off ; her eyes slowly laid on asad who was now forcing himself to laugh so that he can come out of the pain.

"Good job Asad" he found tanveer walking at him with big strides as the crew were now circling next to him with a surprise look.

"what an innocence sir. Too good" a teen boy clapped for him, making the fan (girls) giggled. They too joined him clapping with whistle and complements.

Asad felt a tug in his arm and he realised he was in tanveer arm, she was appreciating his work.

"thanks" he said softly as his legs freezed on the spot.

Its then that imraan and sara realised that there is something wrong with him.

"Sir are you alright" sara asked concerned making tanveer brow scrunch in confusion.

"asad, you ok?" she asked looking at him checking any mark or injury appeared on shoot.

"yeah, I am fine" he simply said as he broke the crowd making way for his vanity van in silence.

"kya hua ise?" someone from the crowd asked

"don't know" someone agaisn replied in air.

"ok every one, lets start with next on line after a 15 minutes break" tanveer instructed everyone and with a nod everyone moved to their respective places , while prasad now went behind sara with a script and few papers.

"spot dada" tanveer called.

"coffee for everyone" she said and the local teawala gave a big smile running to make tea for everyone.

In the vanity van, asad came in with his head down. He sighed as he tried to take out easiness he felt in his body, may be ammi was right he still needed rest. but his commitments did not let him to. Struggling with the cushion he made a little comfort place on couch itself, laying the head on it he tried to rest untill next shoot.

"not feeling well" he heard a familiar voice just next to him.

Asad opened his eyes just to find zoya sitting there with other person, may be he was too tired to notice them, or they might have come later, but then how did he not hear the door creaks? He wondered.

"ap miss farooqui" he said while trying to sit again.

"umh, yeah. Didn't ayaan said you anything?" she asked and it was asad's turn to frown.

"what?"

"well I am your media representative by xyz for my news channel." She said with a wide smile.

"oh. Ok" he said really not interested in anything but sleep.

"I can come later you know if you are not feeling well." She said with an assuring smile.

"oh that will be great please." He said nodding his head to the other man with a smile.

Wishing a bye they both got up from their seat , zoya followed her camera man while her eyes were fixed on asad who was probably moaning and shivering in pain.

She felt a pinch in her heart and decided to talk to tanveer to arrange medical help for asad as the burn mark on his feet due to bare feet running under sun, did not go miss by her.

"bye asad" she said while shutting the van's door close.

"yeah bye zoya" he mumbled as sleep starts to really take over him.

Its been only 20 minutes when the vanity van banged with a couple of fist on metal. Asad's sleep broke and he got up in shiver, he looked at the door and wonder what was it wrong out. As he is about to go to open the door, his phone rang behind him, asad turns to pick up his cell; "hello"
he said still walking

"don't open the door asad. Not now" he found tanveer whispering from other end.

"what why?" he said as he clicked the door open and hundred of flashes sparked on his eyes, making him blind for couple of minuted, many questions in chorus now were banging in his ears door. While his head as it is pounding, started to kill him literraly.

Hastily, trying to understand something he looked here and there and found zoya standing in between the crowd with a mike in hand and his camera man, the one whom he slapped is just recording everything. Like a magic his ears shut on its own , only defining the words that were leaving from zoya's mouth.

"Mr khan, how are you feeling to know this." She asked and asad wonders as feel to know what?

"zoya kya..kya?" he said breaking his word in between because of louder noises around him.

"Mr. khan Nizi (private) website dava karti hai (claims) that unke pas apke nude clips hai and wo viral ho chuke hai. What do you want to say about this?" she completed waiting for him to response.

"nude clips???" he repeated in horror , then his eyes laid on tanveer who just eyed him to the logo of channel XYZ' asad followed her eyes and the final word left in horror "mere??"

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