Chapter 01 : Broken Hearts

Vishva

@Guruvishva

Chapter 01. 

 ▌│▌║ Broken Hearts ║▌│▌ .

𝐇𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐧'𝐬 𝐏𝐎𝐕

 " Paas aaye..

Dooriyaan phir bhi kam naa hui

Ek adhuri si hamari kahani rahi

Aasmaan ko zameen, ye zaroori nahi

Jaa mile.. jaa mile..

Ishq saccha wahi

Jisko milti nahi manzilein.. manzilein "

Uhh...shut...I know it wasn't my phone's mistake but before I could even progress myself I threw the phone on the ground and the song was off ..forever,as how my life has been shattered forever. This song, this was only a song for all but for me it killed me, it tore my heart into pieces I could still feel that stab in my heart.

My eyes were very heavy to open, my eyelids weren't ready to free my eyes it just locked my eyes in it. My eyes were tired of my endless cries. It was dry. There were no more tears to be spilled out. It's all finished.

"Go away ..I never loved you. You were just a friend that's it. Yeah, maybe it was too much within us at times. Even I thought I was in love with you. No, I never did fell in love with you. It was all a game, Mr.Hussain Asif.".

These words continuously ringing on my ears for ages. All these months I've tried a lot but no theses words weren't ready to give me freedom. Why? Why? Why has fate been so cruel to me? Once I had everything I wanted. But now ..nothing was in my hand. All that I have is anger, sorrow, hatred, and pain. Did I only deserve this in my life? Why Allah? What did I do? Why the hell my life has turned into such a state within these months.

With a heavy heart, I pulled myself to the bathroom. My knees were weak to stand but .. With a slam behind me, I shut the bathroom door. 

I looked onto my reflection. Ha! At least there was a smile on my face in the form of a smirk. I myself was laughing at, my own look.

Red puffed eyes with dark circles, swollen cheeks, unshaven beard complementing my uncombed hair. Everything has changed. Nothing is as before. Everything has been ruined. Just because of you. Just because of your Aayesha.

Never did I think that love was such a pain. It took away all my happiness. Love ?? A stupid game any man would play in his life. When you are in love you never understand that you are being fooled and once you understand your love won't be beside you. I've learned this truth but I was too late to learn. Yeah, I fell into her trap and today I'm unable to free myself from it. "Why did you do this to me Aayesha? Why? Why did you come in my life ?" The anger and frustration took hold of me and the next moment there were broken glass pieces all over.

𝐒𝐡𝐞𝐡𝐫𝐲𝐚𝐫 '𝐬 𝐏𝐎𝐕

I rolled my map after my little prayers to Allah. Inshallah ! I hope everything turns well very soon. Then I wore my tracksuit and my t-shirt and got ready for my morning jogging. I was late today but neither did I want to skip it, with the last look of myself in the mirror I stepped out of my room. I entered the kitchen and as expected mamma was cooking there ."Good morning ma!" I gave a side hug to my mom. " Good morning Shehry Beta" my mom greeted me back with a smile plastered on her lips.

Though the smile was plastered in her lips it didn't reach her eyes. I knew the reason but didn't want to speak about it right now. She was worried and I didn't want her to be hurt anymore. "So what's the breakfast ma?" I asked her  wearing a fake smile just to change the mood."Aalu parota ( North Indian bread stuffed with potato). .Hussain 's favorite; he'll just love it . Wait and watch in very few minutes he'll be down to taste the Aalu parota "Ma answered with tears gleaming in her eyes ..

Not very soon the happiness left her face. She sighed. This was too much to handle for me. I went near mom and rolled my hands over her and ensured her " Everything will be fine ma. Don't worry. We are there with him Nah ?".

My mother left out a fake smile reassuring that she was fine. Then with that, I left the kitchen. This was the life which we all were living in the past few months. It has been a long time where we have laughed at least smiled from our heart.

We were all wearing fake smiles in our life. Every one of us knew that our smiles were fake but none of them questioned because we knew it was the only way to lessen our burden in our hearts. I was about to open the doors suddenly I remembered my mobile. I ran upstairs to get my phone and that was when I heard something breaking in Hussain's s room. Something was wrong. Without wasting any more second I threw myself into his room.

I roamed all over the room, he was nowhere to be found. His phone was scattered into pieces. His room was all a mess. I ran into his bathroom. It was locked. "Hussain open the door ..listen to me! Open the door " I yelled at him. My voice raised louder with the fear of what would Hussain do to himself. "Hussain open the door ..or I'll have to break it " still there was no response.

I was ready to bang my self on the door when Hussain opened it and the sight I saw took away my soul. My Hussain wasn't the same. OMG his hands were bleeding .. "Hussain what the hell have you done man? What's wrong with you ?" I hurriedly ran to him and took hold if his hand and brought him to the bed. Still, he didn't open his mouth only a smile a painful smile was plastering his lips .. This was really very hard for me to take. I can't just see him this way. It doesn't mean he was happy all these days but today he was worse. If I had not been here what would have happened to him ?? Ya Allah, I don't even want to think about it.

I darted across the bathroom and got the first aid kit. I quickly took the cotton and started wiping over the blood which was flowing endlessly. But no changes in Hussain ' s reaction. His face was dead. An unknown smile crept on to my lips when I was plastering Hussain, my brother; my friend; my son; my soul......

Flashback

Hussain and I were playing in the garden. I was 12 and Hussain was 10. We were in our garden ...Playing with sand and spades .. Hussain and I thought of planting a rose plant. Before I could get the rose plant Hussain hurried for it. Sadly the thorns in it picked him very hard. For a few minutes I was laughing at him for his defeat but as soon as I saw his eyes were welling up with tears I had nothing to say. I put everything aside and ran to him. Took him in and started to wipe his small wound. "Ah Shehry it hurts," he said it very cutely with pain. .With much difficulty and thought of not harming him I bandaged him. Still, I remember when I dressed his wound, HIS SMALL WOUND, how he was crying so badly.

Flashback ends.

Today he had such a big wound in his hand and was bleeding yet there wasn't a single drop of tear from his eye. The wound in his heart was very big that this mattered him not a pin. If I could I would find her wherever she was and ask for justice. Why did she play such a cheap game with my brother ? I always respected women. But I'll never ever respect Aayesha for what she has done with my brother. Whatever the reason she had she wasn't worth being a woman. Maybe I'm rude but I'm not as rude as Aayesha.

I hugged Hussain, reassuring him that everything would be fine. " Hussain, have faith in Allah, he will give you whatever you deserve. Aayesha doesn't deserve you that's why she's not with you. Forget her and stop punishing yourself " ."She..hey, I never thought love would have so much of pain. Why Shehry why all this happened to me? Don't I deserve happiness in my life? Am I that unlucky? " Hussain told in my shoulders. The tears of Hussain which fell in my shoulders made me hard to console myself.

"Hussain.Hussain listen to me..You'll have what you are destined with... Everything will be fine very soon. " .. Hussain nodded with a very painful smile .. Then I made him sleep. Covered himself with the mattress. Switched off the light. "Everything will be fine Hussain..Everything .." with the very last hope I left his room..