THE LAST FOUR DAYS ...A ZAYA SS(COMPLETED)(Awarded-AN NOTE-Page 21) - Page 10

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CHAPTER 7: IF ONLY WE LIVED THROUGH THE NIGHT..

Three days.Three days had passed since her accident,since she had slipped into coma-three days since he had not left the hospital.And so the doctors and his family had to drag him out of her room.He was in 'their' room,the room that held so many memories that it'd be hard for him to count,the room which had been their safe haven was now completely empty-a void was there within the four walls...

His hear had rung him out until he was dry inside and no more tears would come.His insides still felt raw as if a winter wind was blowing right through his skin.her last conversation haunted him-

"...aisa na ho ki jab tumhe saari sachchayi pata chale tab bauhat der ho jaye,aur mei itni door chali jao ki kabhi laut na pao.." her words echoed in his mind,taunting him mercilessly.His appetite had dwindled to nothing.He furiously closed the curtains so that he wouldn't have to witness life going on as usual -how could it,when his world had crumbled down.." Unbidden tears fell from his eyes,the darkness around him seemed darker,he wished that she was there to be his light,his ray of hope in times of despair,but wasn't he the person who had pushed her away,wasn't he the one who had welcome dthis neevrending silence in their relationship...

'Zain tumhare muuh se ek aur labz humare beech khamoshi ki tabaahi la degi..Zain aisa mat karo..iss pak rishte ko fanaa mat kardo Zain..please"

Zain wanted to scream,but he couldn't find his voice,he wanted to cry,til no tears were left,but he felt that however much he did it would neevr be enough...he tried looking for his answers in the void,but found none..he wished she was there with his answers just the way she had been all the times that he lost...Th darkness was slowly engulfing him...

His eyes traced every corner of the room-he remembered the way he had plundered every single trace of her existance in his room,the night his father died ,he wanted to feel as if she never existed,and now that her life was hanging by a thread,he wished he had never said those words to his mom-'Aliya ghlam HAier mere liye mar chuki hai..mom.."

He missed her.he need her.he had always needed her.Why couldn't she just understand that? he was tired .tired of pretending to hate her,because trying to hat someone you love is more exhausting than loving that person...His own existance was the biggest punishment for him..he wished he could just close his eyes forevr...

With staggering steps he stumbled over to the dresser where she used to keep her things..to the mirror where he had stuck 3o love notes during the period of ramzaan..they were so happy then..and he had destryed everything...everything...her voice ringed in his ears as his mind reeled back nad he remembered the glint in her eyes when she had enquired whta he was upto...

"ramzaan ke har din ,main ek love note yahaan par chipkaunga..aur yeh yeh tees din khatam hone ke baad tum yeh saare love notes paroge.."he said wrapping his arms tightly around her petite frame.."Zain Abdullah agar mujhe yeh tees ke tees notes Eid ke din nahi mile na..toh-----" His fingers toughed the mirror, a lone tear escaped his eyes.Pictures where not needed to remind him of her presence,because the memories were there in every single particle in their room,the room which would always be theirs...

Hmm.. tere jism ki woh khushbuein
Ab bhi inn saanson mein zinda hai
Mujhe ho rahi inse ghutan
Mere gale ka ye phanda hai
Aaa..

"AALIYAAA.----------"a loud sob escaped his lips..Zian plopped down on the bed -on her side of the bed and sprayed her perfume on the pillow,her smell made him feel close to her...his eyes trailed upto the door of he bathroom---every morning she would come out drying her hair with a towel and he would wake up to her face every morning...'"MEri saari zindagi main aise hi tumhare bahon mei bitana chahti hoon..Zain..."

"Aur main saari zindagi aise tumhe har subah dekhna chahti hoon-mere paas,mere saath..mere bahoon mei.." His arms were empty,just like his heart...he closed his eyes-he let the teras fall freely..the tears of guilt,of loneliness,of fear and trembling hope,of despair,of pain,and mostly of regret..

"Zain..."his eyes sprang open-she was there lying beside him...in his arms.."Aaliya.."his voice was a raspy whisper-one that of disbelief..his mind was surely playing tricks with him..."Zain tum mujhse bauhat pyaar karte ho ,na?"

"tumhe jo karna tha woh toh tum kar hi chuke ho...mujhe choddne ki tyayari.."When he turned back...she was nowhere to be seen...she was gone,she was just an illusion of his mind...he fell back on the bed and huggging her pillow he closed his eyes once again..

Sadness flowed through his veins and deadened his mind.It was like poison,slowly killing him off other emotions,until it was as if a black mist had settled upon him and refued to shift...and no matter how bright the day was,he would never see another sunrise or hear another bird song.For the world was lost to him-his world,his Aaliya,His MAmu ki Bhanji,His Mallika-e-Zain..and there was no way he could turn things back...

"Mamu ki bhanji..agar tum mujhe sun sakte ho-and I hope that you can...-I don't want you to leave me--you can't leave me--Sab kuch khatam ho jayega Aaliya--Mamu ki bhanji...hum Zain aur Aaliya hai..hum ek-ek doosre se ladd-jhagad sakte hai,rooth sakte hai..par kabhi bhaag nahi sakte...aur tum bhaag rahe ho Aaliya,tumne waada kiya tha Aliya,ki main chahu toh bhi tum nahi jaoge--tum yeh waada nahi tod sakti--If you leave me there won't be anyone there to save me from myself Aaliya--I'm begging you,please don't leave me--tumhe humari beintehaa mohabbat ki kasam...don't leave me Aaliya..."