ll Uska Intezzar ll 2: page 9 21/03 - Page 6

Originally posted by: curledup

I am sorry for not typing up and putting this up earlier but here it is, very short and don't kill me when you read it

Dedicated to: my belen wali aww thts so sweet of u! 🤗 finally an update! *heaves a sigh of relief*

Chapter 1

I could see him, there he was standing right in front of me in blood and flesh, but why did he go? I opened my mouth to say something but shyly looked down, his penetrating gaze always made me blush. He looked at me almost as if he was looking into my soul, the way his eyes roamed into mine made me gasp. I stepped closer. His golden black orbs didn't leave mine for a second, I could see him amused with what he could see, I could see him more clearly now, his eyes, nose, cheeks, hair, jaw, mouth.

Everything

It amazed me to how a person could look so handsome and still be human-like. My eyes looked down from his eyes to his pert nose, ah that nose could get itself into a lot of trouble if it wanted too, his firm yet rebellious mouth, perfectly shaped and sized up into a moon smile. My gaze travelled back up to his eyes and that is when I saw his scar, that scar it gave so many bad memories, I shuddered from the experience.

He looked real. okay so em pretty much tht this guy is prem i mean who can be more hotter them him no? 😉😉 u make him sound all the more handsome 😍 i dunt blame her for dreaming abt him 😳😳😆

But why was he back? i want to know too! wat happened?? ashi (short for ashifa😆) u'd better put up another update soon!

Realising I was contemplating too long I wanted to touch him again, just one more time, and then I will be satisfied, then I will be able to take seven rounds around a fire with someone else that would mean nothing more to me then a binding contract between two families, not the souls not the binding love or hope, not the rushing feeling of the wedding night, not the happy memory of being bid farewell from my family, but the disgust are reality of the cheap contract, but the fact that my soul will die the minute that named sindoor with contact my parting. Those sacred beads will mean nothing to me, just another chain that is part of tradition, it won't hold the symbolic meaning of the love I wanted, or the fact that I belong to someone whole and pure, someone who I can trust, but it meant that the person who tied it around my neck that night will have rights on me no matter how disgusting and foul. The bridal red kangan will just be another jewel that will adorn my wrists not the sacred meaning of in-law care. My thoughts left track as my eyes wandered down into his once again. aww i feeel so bad for her! 😔 come here heer darling! 🤗 i loved the way u descibed the marital obligations tht she has to fulfill for the sake of her family even though her heart and soul is with some one else😳😳😳 poor heer!

Carefully, hesitantly lifting my hand I reached out to touch his perfect fragile form and he was gone.

A loud piercing noise awoke me from my deep slumber, it was another dream. The stiffness of my spine had not yet left my body, I could feel sweat pour into me and leave it all the very same. Heaving myself off the bed I went up to close the curtains, blinding me from the outside world which I despised from every burning cell of my body. Feeling the tender incineration in my temples I slouched back into my bed, hiding in the covers trying to hide from myself. The dream refused to leave my mind, he was just so real and perfect that no matter how hard I tried it just would not change the fact that they collided it with monstrosity and I have no one but to blame but myself. The guilt passed eventually but it just put another barrier between me and people. I couldn't get myself to trust anyone in the world anymore; it became too hard to let anyone in. Most of my friends knew how I felt others just thought it was an act to get attention, ever since then I tended to keep to myself. The pain unfortunately never left me. I would wake up in the morning regretting the day before it even began, the contemplation for the day was done, I would try my hardest to form a half crescent and plant it on my face but then the day would end with misery.

tht was just fabulously described sweetie! 😃😃the way u wrote how she had withdrawn herself from the outside world... from all relationships... from love and care just because of one betrayal... it went really well with her action of drawing the curtains across the window to prevent the warmth of the sun from entering her room becasue like her room which was dreary and cold her soul was also the same😳😳😳 did i get tht right? *looks thoughtful*

Hiba don't kill me please, yeah I didn't tell you who the guy was but guess?, also this is just the first part of many I have already written.

lolx i have two guesses.. either her dream gguy is prem who left her after a love affair or its sum random guy and she's going marry prem and fall in love with him! 😃 lolx dunt worry i wont kill my favorite reader! i love u too much! 😳😳😳 and miss u write really good! i loved ur writing and i mean it! the words u used were really great and u did full justice to her pain and grief! ⭐️ the length was short but it cldnt have been any longer looking at the way u described her feelings! 😊😊 i for one am hooked and i want another update soon! else u know me n my famous belan would right after you! 😳😆😆

Sorry this part is not very interesting but get the drift that Heer is going to get married! :]

Love you

-aashifa-

Originally posted by: curledup

you better unreserve 😡 😃

Originally posted by: premeerrock

ha! i just did!

Originally posted by: curledup

just saw Hiba I love you!

lemme be fair and unreserve my spot

Chapter 2: Replay

Fighting off the bitterness was one thing but questioning it was something different all together, day in day out Heer questioned herself to with what right did she remember him. And every day came the same answer. She knew that the day she forgot him would be the day she would forgot herself, she was of a mere age of 6 when he saved her from the throngs of two huge lizards, and from that day he had been constantly by her side, making her laugh, making her smile, being her shoulder to cry on when her dad passed away, always saving her falls, but one fall he didn't save her from was falling in love with him. And Heer realised that she was still falling and would always.

It had been a week since her mother had informed her off the proposal that was coming her way, and she had no choice but to agree to it, her mother was tired off the constant denial that would come her way, the constant whine and muffled cry, because it was her mother who realised that she needed someone and that someone had to be the person who had began all this mess.

When all three of her bhabhis had enquired why she had never agreed to marriage, it brought back the bitter-sweet memories of her past. The only thing Heer was capable to say before her eyes filled with warmth was

"I was a bet"

Immediately as Heer had rushed out of the room, the three older brothers looked up to their other half and glared, out of all questions this was the one they had to ask.

"Maa" Kulraaj, the eldest of three had begun "Heer ka kya matlab hai"

Fixing her glasses on her face Daljeet widowed Maan, sighed and looked at her face, but the truth had to come out one day.

"Puttar, Heer was used and abused"

"Matlab-" Ashlesha the youngest of the three took it in a complete different way

"Nahi"Manmeet rose from his chair, while curtly interrupting his wife.

"Par-" Meher began but was stopped by her husband Preet.

"Maa inko bata do naa" He whined from his morning paper.

"Beta when Heer hit college, Prem had already begun-"

"Maa, Prem kaun hai" Ashlesha inquired

"Sab bata ti hon"

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Heer, who had ran up stairs to her room, and again shut herself away from the world had heard her mother begin to narrate her life out to her bhabis, exposing her out, all skin and bone, putting salt on wounds that never healed, burning them and scarring them again, and just like every night of her life, the limp less feeling begun to take over and everything begun to replay.

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Sorry guys for not updating, writers block really does catch up with you once in a while I suppose, sorry

Anote:

I am leaving what is love, that other fic where Heer is not Heer, and all that jazz, nothing is coming out right for that fic, its all to graphic and I really don't wanna post it, so sorry about that but I have a new FF to substitute for that, sorry again

Love you loads

Aashifa

Ps: I know its short but thats all for know, Tu janne Na is next, after opening up the new fic

Ooooo and Sonali,until you don't update, I will not update