21st Century Razia Sultan (AlZia) SS - Duaa Jaisa Ishq - Page 3

Mirza had never been so confused in life before. There was a cupboard full of branded and imported clothes in front of him, but he couldn't find anything to wear. He said to himself,"Kya Mirza.. She's so beautiful and you.. Can't even find something to wear?! Shame on you.." Then, he had only one option left - to call his ever ready help - Ammi. He shouted on the top of his voice from the 3rd floor of the Malik residence. She can.e out rushing and stormed up to his floor. "What happened Mirza? Are you okay?" Mirza realised that he shouted a bit too loudly. He said," Nothing Ammi. Sorry. Just come inside." He pulled her into his room and showed her the cupboard. "I can't find anything 'good' to wear for today Ammi.. You know it's a special day right? Please tell me what to do." He said. Rukhsar Malik was taken aback. Never in his life had Mirza behaved like this for anyone. Then why such a behaviour today? Mirza waved his hand in front of her and brought her back to the present senses. She looked at his cupboard, and an idea struck her. She said,"Mirza, wait. I'll bring you something. If you like it, wear it." She went out and returned after some time. In her hand she had a Black Velvet Suit, embroidered with golden and Silver thread, with a small diamond studded into the pocket. It was half open chested, and a perfect fit for Mirza. As if it was made just for him. Mirza looked at it with open eyes and thought this to be the ultimate one. His mother said,"This suit was your fathers. When he came to meet me for the first time, he wore this. Now it doesn't fit him. You can wear it." He jumped and hugged her. "Thank you Ammi," he said," You are the best. I'll be ready in a minute." She walked out thinking, My Mirza will always be MINE.

Razia sat on the bed with all her splendid dresses surrounding her. All of those dresses seemed to be nothing in front of Mirza's style and persona. She cursed herself for not going to shopping that weekend. Then she heard a knock at her door. "Come in" , she said. It was her brother, Nasir Khan. He looked at the mess and said,"Razia, please don't tell me you're not ready yet." She looked sadly at him and began,"What can I do Bhaijaan? I'm not getting anything good to wear. Something special, you know." Nasir laughed. She hit a pillow at him and made him stop. He said," The problem with you girls will remain the same. It's right there in front of your eyes and you can't see it." "What?" She asked. Nadir went to her cupboard and from the bottom pulled out a Deep Golden Anarkali, with heavy embroidery of jewels and a beautiful work of hand. The shape was made to fit, and it flaunted Razia's curves perfectly. A shimmer grew up in her eyes. "Ammis Anarkali" she said. It was her biological mother, Qutub Khan's favourite Anarkali which she left for her daughter. Nasir came and sat next to her. He said," Wear this Razia. Ammi would be proud of you." He hugged him and stood up. "Razia, I won't be attending the dinner today. Firoz is going to Mumbai to fix a deal, and to be frank I don't want to leave him alone, he's useless when it comes to persuation. Don't worry, I'll join you all later. And ya, don't take too much time in make up." He got hit by one more pillow before walking out.

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Mirza checked himself one last time in the mirror of his room before picking up the special gift he had for her and walked out. He was looking stunning, and the half open chest complemented his body even more. He jumped into the front seat of his car on the co-drivers seat with his parents sitting behind and sped off to the Khan Residence.

Razia was looking at herself in the mirror and kept thinking - Why dont I wear Indian more often? She was looking like a true princess of the Delhi Sultanate, and her golden jhumkas, heavy golden necklace and a perfect red tint of lipstick complemented the look. She was nervous as hell. It was not her marriage, not her final exam, nothing. But still she felt something big was happening in her life.

At sharp 8 in the evening, she heard a honk at her doorstep down. She ran out of the room and walked down the grand stairs of her house, with her high heels making a clanking sound. When she was on top of the last set of stairs in her house, she stopped and her eyes fell on the guests. A pretty woman, she must be Rukhsar Malik. A handsome man, though Senior, who was talking to her father was Mr. Taufiq Khan, she knew. But where was he?

Mirza checked himself yet again before entering their house. He looked at his watch, 8:01 pm. 'Yes, I should go in now', he thought. Never had he been so scared to meet a girl. It was as if he was going to ask someones hand for marriage from her father. He stepped in and saw the decoration. Even for this private dinner, a huge arrangement had been made by one of Delhi's biggest party organizers. Almost their entire house was painted in shades of yellow, signifying Gold. He greeted Altamash Khan and Shah Khan; he had a lot of respect for anyone he liked, and he liked them very much. But his eyes were looking for someone else. He moved in with the group and was greeted by a servant handing him a glass of water. He took the glass and asked the servant,"Bhaisahab, yeh Razia ji kahan hain?" The servant moved and pointed to the top of the staircase. Thats when their eyes met, and thats when the Lord Of Love smiled.

She saw him looking at her with soft eyes, not with the eyes of a hungry man. His face brightened up he moment he saw her. She noticed his green eyes, which were visible even from a distance. His hair was wavy and his shave a macho one. The suit he wore, she dreamt her dream man wearing the same suit and coming in her dreams. His open chest revealing his built abs made her feel like an electric shock going through her. Had she not been holding on to the stair railing then, she would've fallen off.

Mirza saw her as a star, a golden one. She was as bright as a diamond, and his green eyes were no match for her light brown ones. He slim waist and perfect muscles pulled him towards her to take her into his arms, now. As she started walking down, tucking her hair behind her ears, he noticed those golden jhumkas which he craved to delicately remove with his own hands and save them for eternity. Her full lips were just waiting to be touched by his. She looked like an angel walking down from heaven.

(Imagine Mere maula playing in the BG)

She walked slowly, thinking what to say to him. Both of them now were not Mirza Malik or Razia Khan, they were two young people who were stepping into a new phase of life called love.

She stood in front of him and greeted him. Mirza was just looking at her smile, and he forgot she had been wishing him Good Evening. He came back to his senses and apologized to her. He said,"A pleasure to meet you and thank you for calling me here." He took her hand and kissed it. She blushed like red tomatoes. They walked towards the dining table where the others were seated. Razia and Mirza sat at the end of the table, facing each other.

They were served with pure Indian cuisine; Various types of Rice, Daals, Biryanis, Naans, Non Vegtarians ghoshts, etc. Altamash was noticing the quiet glances that Mirza took at Razia and vice-versa. 'He may be it. But I must be sure.' He thought to himself. Shah Khan, on the other hand had some other plans in mind.

Razia And Mirza got up to have desserts which were placed on a different table nearby. They both talked as they went.

"So, how is your work going on now?", Mirza began.

"Good. I take my work in a very cool way so it doesnt really matter. Hows your life?" she asked.

"It has changed after you came" He answered.

"Sorry?" she asked, even though she fully understood what he meant to say. Even mine, she replied to herself.

"Oh!", said Mirza realising he was losing control over his mouth, " I mean after the deal. A lot of new stuff you know."

Mirza handed her a plate of Choco Lava cake and she thanked him. As they were walking back Mirza asked her, with much hesitation," Ms. Razia, may I ask you something, please dont mind." Razia smiled. "Ask me anything. And please dont call me Ms. Razia, just Razia. I would mind if you call me Miss." They both shared a laugh. He asked her," Razia, which perfume were you wearing that day in the meeting? It was very nice, I mean.. I could remake that and use it for my company." Her heart skipped a beat. 'Yes, he noticed me very well!" she thought. She replied," Why, it was your 'Itra' company's Signature collection's perfume. The name was, wait, ya! 'Mirza's Signatures'. You designed it and you only forgot!!" Mirza felt like slapping himself. Why yes! That's why it smelt so familar. It smelt so good on her.

Atlast the party was over and she walked him out. While the other's were talking, Mirza took Razia aside and asked her, "Razia, are you free tonight?" She looked at him in surprise and replied, "Night? W..well yes. Why?"

"Good. Nothing much. I'll bring a car at 2:00 am here. A BMW X1. Be ready. Dont tell anyone. I promise, I have a surprise for you. Nothing wrong."

" I know," she answered,"I will be ready."

Mirza smiled and got into the car. As the engine started, he waved bye to everyone and showed a 'victory' sign to Razia, which actually meant 'two'. While the others forgot about it, Razia was in a full mood to do what she had never done before - ESCAPE!!

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Razia jumped up and down in her room. 2:00 am in her clock. She wore her most expensive gym pants, a sweatshirt and a comfy jacket. 'Razia, dont overreact. Dont forget you are Razia Khan and he is Mirza Malik. Just be nice and friendly. God, he was looking so hot.' Just then, she heard a honk at her doorstep down. She looked over and there was it, the BMW X1. The security guards were asleep again, and it was the perfect time to escape. She walked down, tiptoe-ingly, and opened the door with the extra pair of keys she had with her. She shut the heavy door slowly behind her and walked straight to the car.

Mirza had been impatiently waiting inside and rehearsing his lines. "Mirza, dont fumble in front of her. Whatever you wanna say, just say it. Be a man, Mirza", he said to himself. He heard someone stepping towards him, and turned to see it was her. Even in the gym look, she looked so cute, he thought. A perfect girl with beauty and brains. He opened the door, the door slid up and she entered and sat next to him. "Hi, " she began. "Hi. Thanks for coming. I wanted to take you to a place; dont worry, there's no media or anyone. And it's closely guarded too. Sorry.." "She stopped him by raising her hand and said,"I know. I am safe here. Let's move now." He smiled and they sped off with the revving engine's sound. Uknown to them was the fact that someone was watching them.

Firoz and Nasir returned from their meeting at about 2:30 am, and while Nasir met his father to discuss about the deal he just won, Firoz dozed off. He was woken up by Shah Khan, who seemed angrier than before. Shah made him sit on the bed. He asked in a dreamy voice," What is it now Ammi?"

"You keep sleeping Firoz! And there, let Razia double her fortune! "

Firoz startled up and inquired," Double her fortune? How? I am Firoz Khan, and I am not letting her get ANY fortune, let alone double."

Shah pulled out the golden chain which Firoz wore and put in in his hand. "This 'Khan' chain that you're wearing, belongs to only you my son. But this empire, she will get it. She and Nasir. I want you to get it. At today's dinner, Koi dekhe ya na dekhe, I saw Mirza Malik and Razia exchanging love glances. If they ever fall in love, he will take Razia's property and then, Mirza Malik will be the owner of all. Nothing for you, Firoz." Firoz's eyes gleamed red, and his heart spat fire. He will do something, for sure.

In the car, Razia kept looking at Mirza's biceps which were clearly visible under his light blue jacket. He was a man with brain and brawl, she thought. Then she asked him,"Mirza, where are we going?"

Mirza replied,"have you been to the Qutub Minar?"

Razia laughed. "Mirza, I grew up here. I have been there atleast like 50 times in my life."

"Have you gone inside the Qutub Minar?" He asked,

Razia questioned herself. No, she had never been inside. She said, "No, why?"

"We are going INSIDE today. I got a special permission from the government. Actually my dad got it for me. It's my umm..mm birthday today.."

Razia's face light up. His birthday! For some reason she felt like she was celebrating her birthday itself. "OMG!! Happy Birthday Mirza!! " She said. "It's a really good Birthday gift. And thanks for sharing it with me."

Mirza smiled. You are my best birthday gift, he thought. "Take it to be a return gift." He said and winked at her.

"But I haven't given you a gift yet. "

Mirza halted his car just outside the Qutub complex and said,"You can give it to me someday."

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Razia put her hand inside the pockets of her jacket . Mirza was walking to a guard there and he told him not to allow anyone to be around. He took out a key from his pocket and turned the lock of the Qutub Minar gate. It opened and he escorted Razia inside. On entering, there was nothing but darkness and chilly wind blowing. Mirza got a torch from one of his guards and lit it. Now they could see a huge plight of stairs and a barrier. "That barrier is the place from where some college students fell and many died and since that day, no one is allowed to go above that. " Said Mirza. She nodded. They started climbing up. Razia moved first and Mirza behind him, guarding her all the way. He kept looking at her and thinking, even in this darkness her face glows like gold. He looked at her curved and pondered that he could easily lift her up and sway her in the air.

Razia kept walking and she felt so protected with him behind her. They had met only a few times, and yet she felt like sheknew him all along. When Razia was a few steps away from the barrier, she slipped and fell back, into his arms. The torch fell and broke. But Razia lay in his arms, who held onto her with utmost power. The stairs were every thin, and he tried not to fall himself. His right hand gripped Razia by the waist and left hand held onto her hand, as if they were in a ball dance.

Mirza was bending over her now and he noticed her full, pink lips. Wet by the cold, they were to be rubbed by someone. Mirza wanted to rub her lips very softly, not hurting her. But he didn't. He noticed her eyes, which were trembling now out of fear, but suddenly calmed down as Mirza looked into her eyes. She felt a sense of security in his green eyes, which gleamed even in the darkness. He wanted to close her eyes, but he didn't. He just stood there. Razia realised that she had been bending over for too long, and so she got up. Mirza let go of her, and he didn't want do.

Razia started walking again and they finally reached the barrier. Both sat down and Mirza opened his iphone's flashlight, to make her feel comfortable. There was a moment of silence and Mirza began,"So, enjoying?"

"Hell Yes. Its a wonderful experience."

"For me too." Said Mirza. Razia said,"I love this place. Not because of its beauty. But because of Razia Sultan. "

Mirza startled up. "You know about Razia Sultan too?"

Razia looked at him with raised eyebrows. "Of course. That's my favourite show and she's my idol. "

Mirza smiled. "We have a lot of similarity Razia. Its my favourite show too!! And ya, she's my idol. Even Altunia's awesome. "

Razia said in a kiddish tone," Omg Altunia!! He's a hero!" For some reason Mirza felt a stint of jealously. But its okay, he thought. There was a moment of silence again. Then Razia began. Their conversation went something like this:

R: Their love story is also one of the greatest ones told.

M: yes. A very different one. Not like some old Romeo Juliet.

R: They were like made for each other.

M: Khwaja ji ki dargah pe ban gayi jodi!

Razia laughed. Mirza saw her laugh, and he laughed himself to . He started to enjoy everything she enjoyed, and laughed when she laughed. What is wrong with me, both thought to themselves.

They talked for some more time. And time passed. Mirza looked at his watch. 4:30 am. He had to go back. Permission time was over. Razia and Mirza got up and Razia said to him,"Thank you Mirza. Thanks a lot. I will never forget this lovely time spent with you. Thanks"

Mirza grinned. "Thank YOU for spending the time with me. But you still haven't given me my gift yet." Razia thought to herself. She closed her eyes to think of a gift. But she saw only one thing. His face. She closed her eyes again and same. It was only his face in her imagination . she had fallen in love, maybe. She turned to look at him, and her heart beat faster. She moved closer and closer to him, as if he was pulling her. She stood on her toes, and placed a small kiss on his lips. A very small one, but with a deep emotion. Mirza was taken aback. She let go and said," Take that as my gift."

She ran down, smiling with joy, leaving a crazy in love Mirza behind...

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