Finally they reach home. Meher straight away calls Aliya.
Placing the car keys at the side table, Naushad guides her,
"Wo apne room mein hogi. Upar!"
Saying so he gets nervous. Will she be able to climb up the stairs? They stare each other. Meher understanding his concern, gives him an assuring smile. Naushad releases the breath he had been holding. He nods his head into affirmative. Through his eyes he transmits the message to her to go slowly and safely. Smiling again, Meher walks towards the stairs and climbs them up slowly. Naushad doesn't move from his place until he gets assured that she has reached safely. Once she enters Aliya's room, Naushad sighs in relief.
As the door opens, Aliya jumps up to a sitting position, excited on finding her Meher Didi.
She gets into her room. Sitting on her bed she hugs Aliya tight. Both of them maintain the hug, cherishing the moment. A knot forms in Meher's throat. Meher realizes - at this moment, she herself needs as much love and tender as Aliya needs it! Meher of course can't share the phase she is going through in her life at this moment with anyone. She even wonders, does Naushad understands her need? Closing her eyes tight, she tries to ignore thinking about the possibility. Surprisingly, even though Aliya unknowingly hurts Meher by hugging her tight, although not much tight, after all she is just a kid, but the pressure does inflict pain into Meher a little, but she ignores it. What matters the most to her this moment is that she is with Aliya.
Leaving her, Aliya tells her,
"Mujhe apki bohot yaad aa rahi thi."
Her confession makes Meher all the more emotional. This time she takes the initiative and hugs Aliya back tight, gaining strength from her. Aliya with all her heart hugs Meher back. Meher cries silently, hugging Aliya, careful she doesn't want to let Aliya know that she is crying. Rubbing off her tears quickly, she ends the hug and looks towards Aliya, holding her by her upper arm.
Standing at the door, Naushad enjoys seeing Aliya and Meher hugging each other. His own eyes turn teary, but he controls.
Naushad clears his throat to make them aware of their his presence there.
Meher's heart skips a beat. She leaves Aliya and bows her head, hesitating in front of Naushad.
"Maine to socha tha ke hum sub ice cream khayenge saath mein... par... agar aap dono ko baatein karni hai aur ye nahi khana... to... koi baat nahi main kha leta hun!",
saying so he acts to returning back.
His words make Meher to smile.
Naushad halts immediately.
"Nahi? Arey aap log baat kar lo na! Tab tak Abbu ye ice cream finish kar lete hain!",
This makes Meher to laugh all the more, but silently.
On the other hand, Aliya stands up on the bed, holding her waist from either side, she order her Abbu,
"Main khaungi ice cream! Aap yahan le ayiye jaldi se!"
Naushad realizes Aliya never talks to him in this tone. This is because of Meher's presence around them. He realizes Aliya feels more free with him in front of Meher. His heart swells thinking that. This has been possible only because of Meher. Because with Meher at her side, Aliya feels protected! She somehow is confident that if needed her Meher Didi can shut her father down if he tries to get angry on Aliya. This thought makes Naushad to blush and swells his heart as he realizes how true it is!
Naushad stares Aliya, blushing, he says,
This makes Aliya to giggle. Meher laughs secretly too.
Completely aware what's going on around him, Naushad eye Aliya and Meher. This makes Aliya to giggle all the more. Meher laughs out too. Naushad ends up laughing out loud too!
"Ye lo ice cream! Ye apki Meher Didi apke liye layi hain.",
says Naushad, whilst giving Aliya her share of ice cream.
Meher widens her eyes out of surprise, blushing. She didn't pay for the ice cream. Why did he lie to Aliya? Naushad completely aware that she must have gotten surprised on hearing him, turns to look towards her. He gets satisfied on discovering her just the way he wanted - staring him in surprise! Smiling, he shuts his eyes and nods into yes!
Extending Meher's ice cream towards her, he says,
"It's gesture what matters!",
keeping it short for not letting Aliya know what they are talking about.
His words touch Meher's heart. It becomes impossible for her to look away from Naushad's eyes. His eyes transmit all positive feelings towards her which attract Meher to Naushad all the more! They enjoy a stare.
Slowly she accepts the ice cream from him, never ending the eye contact.
"Ammm... ice cream bohot tasty hai!",
Aliya whose whole concentration is on having the ice cream, enjoying the taste, doesn't notice the exchange that takes place between her father and her Meher Didi!
Her voice skips the hearts of both Naushad and Meher. Blushing they lower their eyes. Meher accepts the ice cream and in a hushed voice, conveys her thanks to him,
Naushad smiles politely.
Placing the tray at the side table, Naushad picks up his cup of ice cream. As he turns and was about to take his seat, his eyes fall on Meher.
Sitting at the corner of the bed, with her one foot touching the floor and the other leg curled under her first leg, must be a discomfort for her. And also there is nothing to support her back! This worries Naushad.
Placing his ice cream back on the tray, Naushad getting ready to make space for Meher, says whilst walking towards Aliya,
"Aliya, beta thoda side hona, Dr. Meher ko bhi saath mein baithne do aram se!"
This concern from Naushad, skips Meher's heartbeat. She looks towards him, blushing out of surprise and then looks towards Aliya to know her reaction - as if she might find something fishy! Grow up Meher! Stop over thinking!
Realizing that Aliya is all cool and shifting to the centre to make space for Meher, relaxes Meher to a great extent! She is safe!
Aliya happily makes space for her Meher Didi. This gesture touches Meher's heart.
"Haan Didi aap yahan aao!",
says Aliya, beaming with joy, making space for her Meher Didi. She is going to share her bed with her Meher Didi, such a joy!
Meher's heart contracts as she realizes how much her presence there; her sharing bed with Aliya mean to Aliya!
Naushad too understands Aliya's feeling and smiles seeing her happy.
Meher does as Aliya asks her.
Naushad keeps an eye on her, that she doesn't feel pain again.
When she settles down on the bed as Aliya wanted, Naushad gives a satisfactory smile.
calls Aliya, patting on her left side.
Showing his hesitation, Naushad says,
"Nahi beta... aap... aap dono enjoy karo, Abbu ko kaam hai..."
"Bolo na aap Abbu se Meher Didi!",
Aliya dares to say that to Meher.
Meher purses her lips and stares Naushad.
This is getting too much! Aliya can't do this to him, to her own father! If this goes on this way, he will surely turn into a puppet! And Dr. Mirza would surely take her pleasure at ordering him around in front of Aliya, which she otherwise fails to do in hospital. This will turn into pure revenge!
"Aliya! Keh diya na Abbu ne apko. Abbu ko kaam hai! Abbu apse baad mein baat karenge!",
scolding Aliya, Naushad leaves.
This comes as a shock for both Aliya and Meher.
Meher hugs Aliya lovingly and knits her brows, wondering - why did he react that way?
"Koi baat nahi. Abbu abhi thode gussa hain, kal bilkul theek ho jayenge.",
says Meher to Aliya, consoling her.
"Chalo abhi aap ye ice cream khao, main abhi aati hun. Only two minutes!",
says Meher, lovingly, indicating two with her fingers.
Aliya although not in a good mood, as her father has scolded her, but accepts her Meher Didi's words.
Slowly Meher exits the room and walks to the other room where Naushad is standing in front of the window, resting his arm on the frame of the window.
Hesitantly, Meher knocks the open door and calls him,
Her voice drags Naushad from his thoughts. He turns to look towards her and sighs. He turns back to look out of the window.
Meher slowly walks to him,
"Kya hua? Aap Aliya par iss tarah gussa kyun hue?"
"Dr. Mirza kabhi kabar bachon ko dantna zaruri ho jata hai, taki wo ziddi na bann jayein.",
saying so he turns to look towards Meher.
His confession skips Meher's heartbeat. He is such a caring father!
She smiles.
"Yakeen maniye mujhe zara bhi khushi nahi hui Aliya ko dant kar!",
assures Naushad, hiding his amusement.
His words make Meher to blush! She lowers her eyes, blushing, smiling and says,
"Nahi... nahi... maine aisa kuch nahi socha!",
she looks towards him to assure him that she is not lying. But then he wasn't doubting her!
Very patiently, Meher explains Naushad,
"Dr. Rizvi please bura mat maniyega but Aliya bachhi hai. Thodi bohot zid to har koi karta hai."
Looking towards Meher, Naushad says,
"To karti hai na wo zid aur Rahim uski har zid puri bhi karte hain."
"Rahim? Wo jo bus Aliya ki dekhbhal karne ke liye hai? Dr. Rizvi how can you be so heartless? I thought aap Aliya se tah-e-dil se mohobbat karte hain!",
says Meher, knitting her brows in utter disbelief.
This comes as a shock for Naushad!
Knitting his brows he asks her,
"Apka matlab kya hai Dr. Mirza?"
"It's simple! Agar aap apni bachhi se mohobbat karte to aap ye baat samjhte ke usse zid pure hone ka intezaar nahi rehta; usse uske zid ke purey hone ke peeche jo apki mohobbat jhalakti hai uska intezaar rehta hai!",
This skips Naushad's heartbeat and he feels guilty!
"Apne apni biwi ke barey mein ye kaha na ke wo Child Specialist ho kar bhi aisa kaise kar payi? Main apse puchti hun - Aap Aliya ke Abbu ho kar bhi uski sentiments kaise nahi samjh paye Dr. Rizvi?",
asks Meher, hoping that he understands!
Naushad's heart clutches all the more out of guilt.
He stares her, understanding what she wants him to understand!
Without saying a word to her, he walks back into Aliya's room. Meher follows.
Reaching Aliya, Naushad sits on the bed and holds his ear from either sides. Making a puppy face, he apologizes to Aliya,
Standing at the entrance of the room, Meher smiles looking towards the father-daughter duo!
His reaction makes Aliya to laugh. Seeing her laughing makes Naushad and Meher to smile too; their eyes twinkling.
Getting up Aliya embraces her father into a warm hug. Naushad tightens the hold, pouring all his love for Aliya into the hug!
Standing at the entrance, Meher rubs the corner of her eyes as tears threaten to drop.
"Fir aap dono mere saath sogey?"
Her getting back to from where it all started makes Naushad and Meher to laugh out loud!
Naushad looks towards Meher to know her decision. His sudden turning to look at her, skips Meher's heartbeat and she lowers her eyes. The smile constant on her face!
Naushad patiently wait for her decision. His heart throbbing inside his chest.
Slowly she looks back towards them, and walks to them!
Naushad feels the nervousness and excitement all the more!
Reaching them, Meher untangles Aliya from her father's embrace lovingly, never looking towards Naushad, out of hesitation. But Naushad's eyes stay constant on her. A little smile touching his lips.
"Chalo ab aap so jao. Bohot der ho chuki hai.",
saying so, Meher makes Aliya to lie down on the bed.
Naushad smiles looking at Aliya.
Aliya doesn't forget her demand.
Closing her eyes, blushing, smiling, Meher shakes her head into negative.
Naushad at this moment, finds Meher adorable!
Sighing, smiling, Meher reaches her and adjusts next to her. Naushad shifts a little to make space for Meher.
Smiling, her eyes constant on Aliya, she adjusts the sheet on Aliya. And pats her to sleep, lovingly.
Naushad enjoys this moment as much as Aliya does! The feeling of contentment touches his heart.
Meher finds him smiling. She understands perfectly what's that smile for. The feeling that not only Aliya but even he is lonely touches Meher's heart all over again!
Soon Aliya drifts to sleep, but Meher keeps patting her, unaware that she is already asleep. Her eyes are constant on Naushad. Her left hand resting under her head. Naushad happens to turn and his heart skips a beat as he realizes that Meher is staring him.
Surprisingly, Meher doesn't lower her eyes unlike other times. Naushad too continues staring her.
Aliya's stirring in her sleep distracts Naushad and Meher and they finally lower their eyes. Naushad, taking a deep breath, looks back towards Meher to know how she is feeling after what got exchanged moments ago between them?
Meher keeps her eyes lowered and smiles, unaware of the fact that Naushad's eyes are on her.
Naushad stretches his body a little that as a result his feet touches Meher's feet.
Shivers run down the spines of both Naushad and Meher. They stare each other in horror! Naushad quickly adjusts his feet such that they don't touch her feet. Meher lowers her eyes, all serious, and adjusts her feet too.
For moments, Naushad keeps staring a shy Meher. Then, without ending the eye contact, Naushad dares to take his foot back towards hers and slowly rubs his foot on to her. His eyes dark on her, witnessing her reactions, enjoying it.
Meher's heartbeat picks up pace! The expanding and contracting of her chest in quick succession doesn't go unnoticed by Naushad.
He understands how his this gesture is healing her wounds! Wounds that are invisible; emotional wounds! He understands more than medicine, she needs emotional support right now!
Unable to bear this sensation; frustration; adrenaline rush anymore, Meher gets up with a jerk! That causes her to cry in pain! Naushad gets tensed, he didn't realize she would react this way.
Nervously, Meher covers her mouth and looks towards asleep Aliya to know whether she disturbed her sleep or not. Thankfully she was sleeping soundly! Her sudden getting up worries Naushad and he gets up too, tensed.
Unable to control her emotions, she leaves the room, knitting her brows.
She walks into the main hall of Naushad's house and cries bitterly. Not only out of back and body pains but also out of emotional wounds that she went through; going through even now!
calls Naushad urgently, reaching her from behind.
Crying still, she turns to look towards him and says,
"Mujhse aur sehn nahi ho raha Dr. Rizvi."
Her words pierce his heart! His eyes turn soft on her. He aches to embrace her into a warm hug and speak to her some soothing words. But he understands he can't do that! Had it been some other female co-doctor of his or some other intern, he might have given her a sympathetic hug, but with Meher he knows, it's different.
Hence, he tries to sooth her by his words.
"Dr. Mirza, maine jabse apko jana hai, jitna bhi apko jana hai, aap clear cut baat karne par belief rakhti hain. Aap jaisi ek aurat agar tut jaye aise, to bakiyon ke liye misaal kon banega?",
asks Naushad politely, knitting his brows.
"Nahi Dr. Mirza, aap himmat nahi haar sakti. Bilkul nahi.",
he tells her confidently.
"Nahi maan rahi thi haar main Dr. Rizvi. Par ab meri himmat jawab de rahi hai!",
"Bohot kuch kehne ka mann kar raha hai! Cheekhne-chillane ka mann kar raha hai! Par... par main majboor hun!",
she cries all the more, frustrated.
Naushad understands her state perfectly, as he too went through this state when Arwa and he were drifting apart gradually!
Walking a bit closer to her, looking straight into her eyes, he politely and in a low voice, says,
His this gesture touches her heart. She cries all the more. She craves to hug him; get strength from him, but she knows that won't be appropriate to do!
Frustrated she looks away to her right!
Naushad keeps staring her, holding his waist from either side. His forehead bearing lines of tension.
Taking a deep breath, he holds her hand and takes her to another room where he usually reads book after Aliya sleeps on his bed.
Getting into the room, Naushad locks the door properly, as a precaution that Aliya doesn't wake up and comes straight into the room in search of him.
Meher stands at her place nervously, unable to understand what is he up to!
Naushad takes a deep breath, as he realizes this would need her a lot of convincing and he needs to be patient with her.
Turning to look towards her, his eyes soft on her. He tries to understand from where should he start such that she doesn't feel offended; hurt; disrespected etc.
"Do you trust Dr. Rizvi, Dr. Mirza?",
he asks her, not rushing his words, looking straight into her eyes.
His question skips Meher's heartbeat. Her creased brows relax as she tries to understand where is he going with this? Why would he ask her that, and in such a way? Why would he address himself as Dr. Rizvi suddenly?
Naushad waits patiently for her answer.
She realizes, dispite all of their arguments, she does trust him immensely!
Smiling a little, nervously, she nods her head positively.
Naushad exhales the breath he had been holding this long.
Meher realizes he was nervous!
Slowly he looks back towards her. This time he is more nervous than before. Nervously, he asks,
"Do you trust Naushad, Meher?"
This touches her heart like no other question of his! Her heart expands and contracts in quick succession. A knot forms in her throat. She keeps staring him. Their stare turn intimate! She slowly nods into a 'yes'! This swells Naushad's heart like never before! He blushes and lowers his eyes.
Looking back towards her, smiling a little, he gets serious and says,
"Meher truth be told mujhse apki ye haalat dekhi nahi ja rahi!"
This skips Meher's heartbeat and she lowers her eyes.
"Meri taraf dekho Meher!",
he orders her. He needs to say all this looking straight into her eyes. It is not easy for him to do all this, but he doesn't want to let her feel even for a moment, that he is grabbing any opportunity here! This is like a doctor talking to a patient/victim!
This skips another of her heartbeat. Scared, she quickly looks towards him.
"Aur main ye bhi janta hun aap ye baat kisi se nahi kahengi ke apke saath kya hua!",
he tells her, understandingly.
She looks away for a moment, feeling shy. Then looks back towards him.
"I know you need medication...!",
he turns all the more softer.
"Meher... Can you trust me enough to let me treat you? Medicate you?",
he asks, softly, hesitantly.
This touches her heart. She understands what is he implying to. She doesn't doubt him even for once. But she doesn't have courage to allow him! How can he...??? No!
Hesitantly, Meher shakes her head into negative.
"No... no... Dr. Rizvi... it's... it's fine!",
she says, never looking towards him.
Closing his eyes, he takes a deep breath. He needs to deal with her with immense patience.
Opening them he tries again,
"I promise Dr. Mirza, it would be purely professional!"
Meher looks towards him, her eyes soft on him.
she says politely.
"Trust me main apke intension ko galat nahi samjh rahi."
Naushad keeps staring her, giving his full attention to her.
"Par... Par main aise...! Mujhse nahi hoga Naushad please!",
she pleads. She doesn't realizes when she switched to Naushad from Dr. Rizvi!
"And... and... you don't have to do this. I'll... I'll be fine!",
she tries to assure him.
"Meher ek baar meri baat maan lo... Mujhse apki ye haalat dekhi nahi ja rahi Meher please!",
he tries again.
"Oh come on Meher aap khud ek doctor hain. You know you have back ache. I am just asking you to permit me to apply medicine, that's it.",
says Naushad, irritated.
Meher looks towards him. Giving it another thought. They stare each other. Naushad gets impatient to know her decision.
Meher slowly lowers her eyes and nods her head into affirmative.
Finally, Naushad sighs in relief.
he orders her, hiding his amusement.
Meher glares him. This amuses him all the more.
Rolling her eyes, she nods her head again, looking straight towards him!
Her trust in him, swells his heart and brings a smile on his face.
With his hand he gestures her to walk forth and together they reach Naushad's room.
Entering the room, Naushad locks the door behind them, peeping before locking it that no one is there, especially Aliya.
He turns to look towards Meher and finds her back turned on to him and her head bowed down out of hesitation.
This is as difficult for Naushad as it is for Meher!
His look dark on her. His face expression all serious.
Slowly he walks towards her, never looking away from her. On the other hand, Meher, out of nervousness, keeps fidgeting with the end of her duppatta. He stands behind her holding his waist from either side, staring a shy Meher from behind.
His eyes fall on the curtains of the room which are not turned in. Leaving her, he walks to the window side and pulls the curtains, making the room dark!
Meher's heartbeat picks up pace, as it gets dark. But of course room lights are still on, thank heavens for that!
Naushad turns to look towards Meher. The darkness not only affects Meher but Naushad alike! He could read her expression perfectly. She is nervous - he concludes!
But what's about to happen, is she sure that she wouldn't mind the lights remaining on? But what exactly is going to happen?
Nothing!
Why would anything happen anyways?
Gauging her nervousness, Naushad walks to the switch board of his room and turns off the lights, turning on the dim light. This way she wouldn't hesitate much and Naushad would be able to apply medicine too.
As he does so Meher's heartbeat picks up pace, she clutches the bedsheet out of nervousness.
Walking to her, he holds her by her shoulders and turns her to him. Meher obeys, her eyes cascaded down.
he calls her in hushed voice.
His that seductive voice churns her insides! She immediately looks towards him. He smiles, assuring her that there is nothing to worry about; nothing to hesitate.
"I need to undress you!",
he tells her in a hushed voice.
His words do amazing things to her insides. The fact that he didn't hesitate in saying so and said it casually as if it's not a big deal for him to do so to her, makes her to feel shy but at the same time gives her strength too to allow him to carry on!
Not meeting his eyes, Meher nods into affirmative.
orders Naushad!
Why does he have to do it each time? What's with him and looking into eyes thing?
Meher shuts her eyes tight, as a gesture that she cannot look towards him.
"Meher jab tak tum comfortable nahi hogi, tab tak main ye nahi kar paunga! It would feel as if main zabardasti kar raha hun tumhare saath.",
says Naushad, knitting his brows.
At this Meher looks up towards him. They stare each other for sometime. Their stare dark at each other. Meher smiles a little. Naushad smiles too.
Never ending the eye contact, Naushad moves closer to her and holds her hand.
This skips Meher's heartbeat. This wasn't what he was about to do. This wasn't what she anticipated!
She realizes that although what he is about to do is way more intimate than his holding her hand, but at this moment, even this gesture of his is making her heart to flutter and giving her pleasure of feeling the adrenaline rush!
With his constant gaze on her, Naushad rubs his thumb on the back of her hand.
He notices how her breath has turned shallow.
He slowly asks Meher,
"Feel it Meher! Feel how my skin feels! Feel how it feels to feel me!"
Meher focuses her whole attention to his thumb; to the spot where he is softly rubbing his thumb. Gradually her already throbbing heart picks up more speed. Her breath becomes shallow. She stares him; he stares her back. Her brows knit on their own accord. His brows knit too, as he could feel how she must be feeling right now. Meher shakes her head into negative in a slow succession, pleading him silently not to do this. It's a torture for her! Naushad gives her a little, reassuring smile. Her heartbeat picks up more pace. She feels the adrenaline rush. All the sounds cease to be heard!
Slowly as the clouds of nervousness start clearing at a slow pace, she gradually realizes the difference! The difference between the culprit's touch and the healer's touch!
He is doing nothing different! He was a man! Naushad is a man too! He touched her! Naushad is touching her too! She didn't want him to touch her! She was skeptical about Naushad's touching her too! But still the difference lies!
But that's where Naushad's focus lies - to eradicate all unpleasant touches; moments; feelings from her mind! He understands he needs to bear a great amount of patience to deal with her at this moment. He is trying to make her familiar to his touch. Oh! how he wanted this since a long time now. To feel her; to make her feel him, but of course not this way! It wasn't the way that he had thought! But he is a man to stand erect even during crises! She needs him, he understands! He'll help her to recover, he is sure!
It takes her time but gradually Naushad notices her breathing rate has lowered, if not completely, but to a great extent! She has accepted his touch, he concludes silently! This brings a little smile on his face. Now about the left portion of her increased rate of heartbeat, he concludes that it isn't out of nervousness of being touched; it is rather her excitement of being touched by him! This stretches his smile and he concludes it to be yet another positive sign.
Slowly, he leaves her hand, placing it on her thigh, never taking his eyes away from her. This he does to give her strength to face his constant gaze; to eradicate her nervousness of being stared by him.
The moment he leaves her hand, Naushad hears her sharp intake of air. The sexual tension between them, he of course wasn't unfamiliar with, this whole time, yet her sharp intake of air reminds of it's existence again!
Before procceeding further, his own heartbeat picks up pace. This reminds him, he is in no better state than her. His eyes focusing at the end of her kurti. He opens his fist and closes it several times in quick succession!
Taking a deep breath he concludes silently - whatever it is, he needs to do this for her!
Holding the corner of the hem of her kurti, he gives it a thought. Meher stares him - shocked and nervous! Her heartbeat's pace hasn't been this much ever before! She suddenly starts sweating in a fully air conditioned room. But we cannot blame her for anything! Sweat beads get collected on the back of Naushad's neck too! But he doesn't have time to think about it or reconsider his decision. He knows if he does that, he won't be able to be get done with what he has decided to do!
Without looking at her again, as he knows her look has power to alter his decision, Naushad slowly pulls up the hem, never looking towards Meher.
"Naushad... please... nahi...",
protests Meher, nervously but doesn't make any effort to stop him, out of nervousness.
Naushad doesn't pay heed to her plea, and remains adament about what he is doing. Slowly her kurti uncovers her tummy but Naushad by then sets his eyes on her eyes, he ignores looking towards her newly exposed skin. Their stare dark! Naushad understands that her denial is not out of her distrust in him; but out of nervousness of being undressed in front of a man!
As Naushad uncovers the upper half of her body, his heartbeat picks up pace. He could feel the warming up of his skin. He fills the gaps between his legs by joining his legs together, to calm down his heightened emotions!
As soon as he removes the kurti, Meher turns around, hiding herself from him, as much as possible. This brings a little smile on Naushad's face. But of course the smile was neither a mockery or a humiliation, it was rather for Meher's sweetness and shy self.
With that constant smile on his face and not giving Meher the time to accept what just happened, Naushad unhooks her upper garment! This comes as a shock for Meher. Moan escapes from her mouth on it's own accord!
Despite Naushad's heart's tempting to wander on the fact that how flawless is her skin; his mind shuts his heart down. Dr. Naushad takes over Naushad! He won't let her feel that he grabbed the opportunity and made use of her vulnerability! No! Never!
He focuses back on her back, this time to check the marks which are signs of the hurt and pain she is feeling. Knitting his brows as he checks for the marks he realizes there is no mark as such except one but that too a minor one. It cannot be the reason of the immense pain she is going through. He concludes that the hurt is not for external wounds but internal! He would need a balm.
Whilst all this, Meher stands there with her eyes shut; her heart beating at alarming rate. She holds back her tears that threaten to fall. The tears collected in her eyes aren't out of hurt but out of her emotions about this moment, about him, about them!
Naushad without uttering a word, holds her by her shoulders. The sudden skin to skin contact skips Meher's heartbeat and she opens her eyes immediately. She gets nervous about his next step. Naushad succeeds in feeling the tension in her shoulder, under his hands. He understands what's that nervousness for! He shakes his head into negative, smiling.
He slowly pushes her, a gesture to ask her to walk. At first Meher gets puzzled but as she realizes he wants her to walk, she obliges. Slowly they walk towards the bed, his hands still on her shoulders. He feels how her skin is emitting heat, amout of which is increasing gradually.
As they reach the corner of the bed, he guides her,
His own words skip Naushad's heartbeat. He widens his eyes! Quickly he rectifies,
This skips Meher's heartbeat! She of course wasn't taking it as the other way around! She laughs secretly at his innocence. His words unknowingly make Meher to relax and all the more free in front of him.
She obliges!
Lying on the bed Meher realizes that he is bringing out something from his pocket! Her mind on it's own accord goes to all naughty stuffs! Her heartbeat picks up pace. She really gets nervous! But she doesn't understand why she could not muster courage to turn around to know what is it that he is bringing out of his pocket. Her whole attention focuses on the sounds of the thing, if it creates any! Every cell of her ear stands erect!
As it rains heavily outside and the lights are also turned off, the room becomes all the more chilled. The gush of wind enters through the windows making the curtains to flutter. Thank god the room is dark or else any passerby might have gotten the privilege to see what's going on inside the room! But then who would dare to come out of their home when it's raining so heavily outside? The rain makes the wind all the more cooler and when it touches Meher's bare back, it makes her to shiver! She hisses!
Her hiss drags Naushad's attention, he turns to look towards her.
"Kya hua?",
he asks, his voice low.
"Thand lag rahi hai!",
she replies, hesitantly.
Naushad looks towards the windows, finding them open, he walks to close it. Sensing that he is walking towards the window, Meher protests,
"Nahi!"
Naushad knits his brows and turns to look towards her to know why is she protesting!
"Mujhe acha lag raha hai!",
she says shyly.
A smile each twitches the lips of both! Naushad shakes his head into negative, smiling throughout.
"Aap bus jaldi kariye!",
she requests.
Naushad smiles again, lowering his eyes. Meher blushes too why did she have to say that? Why did he has to go to shut the window anyways? She rolls her eyes thinking so!
Reaching her again, standing behind her he removes the cap of the balm. She sighs in relief hearing the sound of opening of the cap of the balm!
Her sigh of relief makes Naushad to laugh secretly! Meher doesn't miss hearing that! She blushes crimson red! Unable to bearing this sweet humiliation, she says,
"Torture karna koi apse seekhe!"
Enjoying her words, Naushad laughs secretly and teases her, his eyes on the medicine, bringing it out on his finger,
"Mujhe laga main apko torture ko bhulne mein madad kar raha hun?"
His words succeed in reminding her of the culprit! Blood drains out of her face. Naushad realizes he has committed a blooper here. Blood drains out of his face too.
Staring her he tries to apologize,
"I... I mean..."
Meher understands it was unintentional, she obliges and says,
"Ab aap jaldi karenge please, mujhe thand lag rahi hai!"
Naushad smiles with a feeling of gratitude.
"Ji Madam!",
he says.
His reply makes her to blush, and reminds her of the moment when he said that earlier today.
As she relishes the moment, the cold lotion on her skin comes as a surprise for her and makes her to shiver. She hisses again.
Naushad realizes that her hiss is arising his desires! Naushad calms himself down by distracting his mind.
As he spreads the medicine slowly, she hisses all the more in pain. It becomes difficult for Naushad to control his emotions but of course he can never cross his limits!
Grinding his teeth in frustration, Naushad orders or rather scolds her down,
"Stop making sounds Dr. Mirza!"
This skips Meher's heartbeat as she didn't see it coming! She quickly covers her mouth with her hand. These sounds aren't created deliberately! How can she control this when her back is hurting? But at the same time Meher doesn't fail to understand how this must be affecting Naushad, who by all means is behaving like a gentleman. Can't she oblige him by staying quiet?
Removing her hand, unable to bear the pain anymore, Meher requests Naushad in between enduring the pain,
"Dr. Rizvi... please...",
she hisses again.
Naushad shakes his head to control himself.
"Please... make... it... quick..",
she completes somehow.
Naushad understands it's hurting her and it hurts him too seeing her pain but he has no other option. Giving her this pain is acceptable to him but the pain she'll go through if not medicated, that he won't be able to bear!
Gradually, Meher feels that her back pain is soothing. It's hurting less. She actually starts enjoying the massage!
With her eyes closed out of drowsiness that the massage is giving her, bearing a smile on her face, she mummers,
"Aap massage bohot acha karte hain! You are a real doctor!"
Naushad finds it amusing. Laughing soundlessly, he asks,
"Kyun itne dino se apko shaq tha mere doctor hone par?"
She laughs a little, with her eyes still closed. Her laughter makes him to laugh all the more.
Suddenly he turns serious and asks, whilst massaging,
"Dr. Meher apne ghar par kisi ko kuch nahi bataya hua! So apne kya socha hua tha, kon apko medicate karega?"
Meher turns serious but the massage makes her feel so good that the smile returns back to her face. She replies,
"Khud theek ho jata! Not a big deal!"
This angers Naushad!
"Oh really Dr. Mirza? To ye socha hua tha apne? I wonder apko doctor kisne banaya!",
says a frustrated Naushad.
Laughing, Meher replies,
"Aapne!"
This catches Naushad's attention. Dispite his being pissed off, this makes him to blush! He accepts that was a stupid question!
Meher continues laughing. Naushad stares her, blushing, everything was going good uptil now but his male ego comes in between, still staring her, while she is busy enjoying her fit of laughter, a naughty idea comes into Naushad's mind. Knowing that she is completely lost in her fit of laughter, he thinks of taking advantage of the moment and teach her a lesson. While massaging, he puts a little more pressure on her back than was required. Of course he keeps a check on his pressure, he of course doesn't want to hurt her to death!
"Aa... Dr. Rizvi!",
she cries on the remembrance of the pain.
Naushad purses his lips.
"Oh kya hua Dr. Mirza, laga kya?",
he asks, acting to be innocent.
Meher understands that tone of his very well!
"Rehne dijiye aap, choriye mujhe. Koi zarurat nahi hai ye sub karne ki!",
she says, showing her fake anger to him.
This makes him to laugh.
His laughter pisses Meher off all the more.
But soon she ends up laughing too.
"Abbu...!",
comes Aliya's voice, knocking the door.
Aliya's sudden voice skips the heartbeat of both Naushad and Meher. Blood drains out of their faces. Sweat beads start getting collected at the back of their necks in such a pleasant rainy weather!
"Aliya!",
mummers Meher, in horror.
Naushad quickly caps the medicine and puts it into the side table. Getting down the bed, he helps Meher to turn around.
"Abbu..!",
comes Aliya's call again, standing out side the room.
Naushad looks towards the door whilst helping Meher to turn around.
"Aa... aya beta...",
he replies, hiding his nervousness.
In the haste of turning around, Meher forgets that she is wearing almost nothing! Naushad coincidentally chooses to look towards Meher when she has turned around and unintentionally his eyes rests at her front! He realizes how her garment is dislocated, revealing her skin there! Before he could look away, Meher catches him, staring her! And as he realizes what he is doing, he looks into her eyes in horror! Her staring him already, comes as yet another surprise for him! They stare each other all serious! Meher's eyes travel to where he was staring moments ago and her heart skips a beat realizing what's happening! She goes crimson red. None saying anything, both understanding it was unintentional. But anyways that cannot make her feel any less shy. Naushad stares her, his heart beating at an alarming pace. Same is the case with Meher, who ignores to look towards him and starts adjusting her garment.
Aliya calls again!
Naushad turns to look towards the door in horror! He falls in dilemma what to do now? Meher understands his state!
"Aap... aap jakar darwaza kholiye!",
comes a calm voice of Meher.
In a confused state he turns to look towards her again! Did she really say that?
Meher whilst trying to hook her garment, assures him by blinking her eyes. Giving her a last confused look he turns to go to open the door. His heart throbbing!
Meher who was confident that she would be able to manage everything, finds it difficult to hook her garment! In nervousness, she quickly manages to put on her kurti. She covers herself with the bedsheet quickly.
Naushad reaches the door of his room and for the last time turns to know her state and finds her smiling assuringly. Taking a deep breath Naushad opens the door and finds little Aliya staring up at him holding her waist from either side. They stare each other!
"Itni del kyun laga di?",
asks Aliya in her innocent accent, utter der as del!
This makes Naushad to laugh, not loudly though!
Her innocent question attracts Meher's attention too. She laughs silently too. And for those brief moments her mind distracts from what she was doing.
"Hatiye!",
orders Aliya to her father who is standing in between her and Meher, shielding Meher from Aliya, giving her time to manage her disordered state.
"Kya kaam hai Aliya apko?",
asks Naushad not moving yet!
Meher understands why he is doing so! She realizes he needs to be assured that all is fine.
She calls Aliya,
"Kya hua Aliya?"
Her voice skips Naushad's heartbeat but brings a smile on Aliya's face.
"Meher Didi!",
she beams in joy and runs to her.
Her speed alarms both Naushad and Meher. Meher nervously stares Naushad and through her eyes asks him to stop Aliya. Naushad gets tensed too!
"Ahmm... A...liya... aap yahan ayiye!",
saying so, he quickly picks her up and places a kiss on her cheek.
Looking at them, Meher longs to kiss Aliya too. Naushad looks towards Meher and reads her eyes perfectly. Smiling he gives Aliya another kiss and says,
"Aur ye apki Meher Didi ki taraf se!"
Meher's heart swells, she blushes.
Aliya laughs on receiving the kiss. The thought that it's on her Meher Didi's behalf turns the kiss all the more special.
"Hatiye mujhe Meher Didi ke paas jana hai.",
saying so Aliya pushes Naushad, asking him to either put her down or take her to her Meher Didi.
Naushad stares towards Meher, smiling at Aliya, whilst doing so he says,
"Haan chalte hain na!"
Meher suddenly gets nervous and she gestures him with her eyes not to bring Aliya there. She never thought Aliya would want to get onto the bed!
Naushad understands her gesture but doesn't react.
"Chalo chalte hain apki Meher Didi ke paas.",
he says, staring nervous Meher throughout.
Naushad suddenly starts enjoying this situation.
Meher looks towards him in horror! She thought she would manage get herself dressed properly but alas!
Naushad realizes that she is covering herself completely with the bedsheet, what exactly is her state underneath the bedsheet he wonders and widens his eyes in horror! Of course he was teasing her moments ago but that was for fun but now this is really happening, how is he going to stop Aliya. He knows he'll be able to manage the situation upto a certain extent but what would happen beyond that?
He notices that Aliya is climbing the bed to sleep just next to Meher! He cannot let this happen. He looks towards Meher and finds her puzzled too. The smile on her face is just to hide her nervousness in front of Aliya, Naushad understands.
Meher pulls the sheet all the more to her out of nervousness, looking towards Aliya, plastering a constamt smile on her face.
Quickly Naushad reaches Aliya and picks her up and starts tickling her. Aliya laughs enjoying the tickle. Naushad laughs too with her. Meher does enjoy witnessing that but her state gets the better of it! It becomes very difficult for her to laugh at such a state!
Making use of her distraction, Naushad climbs up the bed with Aliya and occupies the space next to Meher, and lets Aliya to occupy the space next to him. Such that Naushad is sitting in between Meher and Aliya.
As soon as Naushad occupies the space with her, Meher sighs in relief. Naushad hears her exhaling the air. It makes Naushad to laugh secretly. Meher understands he is making fun of her. She slaps him lightly on his thigh, keeping it secret, aware of Aliya's presence there.
"Aliya beta ye to galat baat hai aap itni der tak jag rahe ho!",
scolds Naushad, mildly.
"Abbu bahar barish ki awaz mujhe sone nahi de rahi!",
says Aliya, making a puppy face.
"Ohh... balish ki awaz sone nahi de lahi Aliya ko!",
says Naushad in an accent of a child, pressing her cheek lovingly.
Meher smiles constantly.
"Meher Didi ke paas aney ke bahane apke!",
says Naushad lovingly.
This makes both Aliya and Meher to blush. Aliya laughs.
Aliya tries to crawl and get in between Naushad and Meher! Out of nervousness, Meher tries to corner herself making space for Aliya in such a way that she doesn't Meher in any ways. She is wearing clothes for sure but still not everything is at it's proper place!
Naushad quickly thinks of a way to stop this from happening and asks Aliya,
"Aliya wahan table par Abbu ki kuch files rakhi hui hain zara le ana. Abbu abhi light jalate hain!"
Aliya readily gets down to get her Abbu's file. While she returns back Naushad only could manage to shift a little to do his task that Aliya returns back again and skips Naushad's heartbeat.
"Abbu main le ayi!",
says Aliya, loudly.
Naushad looks towards Aliya in horror! And Meher hides her laughter by placing the back of her fingers on the brick of her nose!
"Aap le aye?",
asks Naushad, innocently and accepts the files from her.
Meher controls her fit of laughter and asks,
"Aliya mujhe kahani sunaoge aap idhar baith kar mere paas?",
shifting properly to the centre and patting her left side of the bed.
Naushad holds his breath to know Aliya's decision.
Aliya with all her heart accepts her Meher Didi's decision.
Naushad sighs in relief. Meher's heart swells. She was confident that Aliya wouldn't deny her.
Meher controls her fit of laughter and asks,
"Aliya mujhe kahani sunaoge aap idhar baith kar mere paas?",
shifting properly to the centre and patting her left side of the bed.
Naushad holds his breath to know Aliya's decision.
Aliya with all her heart accepts her Meher Didi's decision.
As she settles next to Meher, Meher wraps her hand around Aliya's shoulders. Naushad shifts a little giving them space.
"Apko nini nahi aa rahi Aliya?",
asks Meher lovingly.
Aliya shakes her head into negative.
"Fir aap kal school kaise jaoge?"
Aliya laughs.
"Yani kal Abbu ko tang kiya jayega?",
asks Meher, narrowing her eyes on Aliya.
Naushad understands Meher is not feeling awkward with Aliya's presence there, and tries to think of a way to mend this situation. Suddenly an idea comes into his mind. A naughty smile stretches on his lips. He eyes Meher, who is completely unaware of the evil thought going on in her boss's mind!
Making sure that his girls are busy chatting with each other, Naushad slowly puts his hand into her kurti from behind. This skips Meher's heartbeat and Meher's words to Aliya break in between. Aliya laughs at what Meher says.
Whilst Aliya's laughter, Meher gets opportunity to look towards Naushad, in horror! She glares him. Then quickly turns towards Aliya and taking her hand backward she tries to stop him from doing anything in the presence of Aliya. Naushad being his adamant self, dismisses all her tries and silent pleas! She starts fidgeting at her place. Realizing that, Naushad trails off his finger on her back, as a gesture of asking her to stay quiet! His this gesture skips Meher's heartbeat and makes her go numb. She takes her hand back to her lap.
As he feels that she is quiet now, Naushad smiles and slowly puts on the hook and brings his hands out.
Meher who unconsciously was expecting more from him, at first goes numb and then blushes at her own expectation!
Naushad looks towards her to know whether she is fine or not and discovers her laughing, blushing silently. Blush is fine! But what is making her to laugh this much - he wonders! As her fit of laughter ends and she discovers him staring her, her smile diminishes gradually and her cheeks turn warm under his constant gaze. She lowers her eyes out of hesitation. This makes him to laugh.
Naushad embraces Meher and Aliya by stretching his arm behind them. With both of them beside him, after a long time he feels a sense of contentment in his life. Smile stretches on his lips which tells how relaxed he is feeling. He vows secretly to protect Meher henceforth from all evil eyes. He takes it as his duty and responsibility and smiles and his heart swells. Meher turns to look towards him and his smiling stretches her own smile. They stare each other. Meher looks towards Aliya making sure that she is busy playing with her doll. Meher slowly rests her head on Naushad's chest. Naushad takes a deep breath, closing his eyes and embraces her, pushing her more to him by his hand embracing her. They don't have to convey their feelings to each other. Somehow Aliya's presence with them at this moment makes them feel whole, feel like a family and without wasting their time in conveying each other how much they mean to one another and waste this precious moment in talking, they rather choose to silently feel the moment so that they can cherish it forever! And of course they have a long life ahead to tell to each other - 'Tu Hi Zindagani'! So why hurry? Just like her healing will take time; their relationship to prosper, needs time too! Having patients at both ends - Naushad and Meher, patients because they both bear immense patience, and of course they are new patients of loveria too, they know they don't have to worry about the pace of the development of their relationship! After all they both know that they both are conveying silently to each other - Tu Hi Zindagani!
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