CHAPTER 8

Asad looked at tanveer who is now pointing at the xyz logo with her eyes and that's it. Asad knew now everything one more tactics to pull his name in discussion why can't this cheapt tactics be stopped by channels and media. Asad rolled his eyes on camera and then tanveer came to him tearing crowd apart " hey people asad is not feeling good now and so i request you all to ask all your questions later" she looked at asad who had this killing look on his face his eyes read disappointment and lips swoll in anger.
With a little protest finally media started leaving the premise; asad waited till everyone had gone completely.
" i don't know how? But you will fix this up right away." He said in a stern voice looking at tanveer with those volcanic eyes which can burn her.
" asad... It is a "
"Stunt" asad completed for her. "I know and now you will talk to chanel and fix it up,Okay!"
"okay" she raised her hands in defeat.

Asad turned aaround and walked outside the set for fresh air.
He reeled all the stupid and foolish stunts in which he was trapped by media. Oh how he wished to kill all those people who tried to used him. He walked with a better pace on reminding of all the compromising offers people had given him for a break.
Feeling the veins burning under his skin he suddenly felt an urge to break the cage of flesh and gets out of this cruel world who knows nothing but the meaning of manipulation and sadly he is trapped too in this awful game of business.
Asad closed his eyes in frustration as tears of anger roll down from his eyes one by one. His legs then made their way on their own at the nearest bench in garden. He sat there with chin touched chest,disappointed with many factors gojng around him when he feels a cold soft touch on the bare skin of his forearm. He looked up to the feature and suddenly his eyes shimmered with stars and quickly it died too.
"Khush nai nazar aa rahe mujhe dekh kr?" He heard her say , sitting next to him on bench obviously keeping required distance between them.
"Depends ke mujhse kaun milne aya hai" he says looking against her direction.
"Hain? Kya matlab. Ooff ye ap jaise stars ko media se kya problem hoti hai hardam" she groan looking away from his face she circled her lips in 'O'
Asad left a small laugh before chucking a sound from his lips "jaise ap media wale hume bahot pasand krte hai" she smiles then masks a fake frown before looking at asad in his eyes.
" ye ilzaam hai jahapana , we don't bias." She makes a dramatic pose making asad look at her in amusement.
"Jhoot. Acha you don't!" Asad amusement widens of zoya's reaction on his queation. She quickly withdraws her eyes off him and then looked at her feet.
"Asad?"
" yes"
" was that pic true" she asks looking at asad innocently.
"Well what you think" he back fires her question knowing that she is not zoya but reporter atm came to get interview. He observed the purse which she had kept such a way that the black spot is kn his face
Asad could see the small black hole in her black brownish hand bag and he very well knew that its a camera hidden then. For certain reason he did felt bad of her intentions but then he thought to play along dumb.
"Asad sawaal maine puch.."
"Per jawab main mang raha hu." Asad stays firm on his ground while zoya is now sweating to the T.
"Zoya!" Asad callz her softly looking at her in her eyes.
" yes" she replies with out looking at him.
"Why do you hate me so much?"he puts a bouncer making zoya go clean ball.
In first over.
"I..i.no..i d.not..don't" she stammers as she was clearly not prepare for this question especially when she is on duty and recording things.
" yes you do." Asad pushes her buttons to force her to speak abruptly.
"No i don't" she protest forgetting now that she is on camera.
"You are lying" he rebells with a groan.
"Oh please i am not."
"So you dont hate me?" He asks with a hope in his eyez.
" yes i dont" she confirms.
"Then thus it means you like me" here gies a sixer and asad smirks in victory on hearing a soft yes from her but soo she covered it with a groan nodding her head in no. She mentally killed herself for walking so easily on his trick.
"I ...i think i should leave" shr stood up quickly runnjng to go to edit before the tape is seen by any one else. But before she could he holds her wrist barricading her way to move. His touch did not only left her with shivers but the sky too growled in content and soon the heavy big drop of rain started falling everyone, thoroughly wrenching them.
Asad smiles in wry as he knew it always happened when they meet likd asad and zoya and not mr khan and ms farooqui...
He was now all set go seek in the opportunity...
😳 -TIARA2014-04-14 07:34:46