MATTERS OF THE HEART- A ZAYA TS(PART 1 nd 2 updated,page 1)

PART 1

The human body is designed to compensate for loss.It adapts so it no longer needs the thing it can't have.But sometimes the loss is too great and the body can't compensate on its own...

His breath seemed to stutter in his lungs before he let it out ,feeling the tension drain from his body.His bbreathing returned t normal and he felt as if he could face the problem...Zian OSman Abdulah padded across the floor of the restaurant and came and stood in front of them.She was standing dumbfound,her eys not once leaving his,searching for something which he didn't want to acknowledge.She had seen his face across the room in the crowd when she had silently accepted Rehaan's proposal.Words flew out of her mouth,words that she never thought she'd have to say to anyone apart from him and Aaliya new instantly from the look in his eeys that they had ht their mark.And in that instance Aaliya Ghulam HAider knew that his last vestige of hope had shattered into glassy shards-pieces which would pierce his heart over and ver again,everytime the inage would flash before his eyes.She knew that nothing would ever be the same again-neither for him,nor for her...

He had watched as the guests in the room clapped when Rehaan went down on one knee to slip the ring into her finger..He had watched as the love of his life,the sole reason behind his bleak existence fell into the embrace of another man-someone whom he had trusted enough over the few months of acquaintance ..He had watched as his life slowly slipped away from his grasp..he had watched as his mind disappeared in the torrid vortex of the moment...He had watched as Aaliya Ghulam HAider decided to become Aaliya Rehaan Khan...and now he had walked over to them to express his heartfelt wishes and congratulate them.Why wouldn't he? He had done the same on so many other ocassions for so many friends..HE would walk over to them..flash a smile when his heart would be breaking...tell them how happy he was,and then give them a believable excuse and leave the room, to go into his dark cavern to numb his pain..IT WAS EASY...

The newly engaged couple was swarmed by ebullient smiles and chattering guests..." Ah..I'm really happy for you both-Congratulations.."he added the last part looking at her..."Zain.."Rehaan began,but he silenced him..."Its alright Mr.Khan.." A lone tear caressed her cheeks and disappeared into the ages of time..but there was none in his eyes,he had promised himself that he wouldn't cry in front of her,and destroy her happiness and hope for a new beginning..Zain excused himself out cordially in the most detached way possible...

Aaliya watched him retreat out of the room..her surroundings ,the chatter of the guests -everything seemed to fade away...the only thing in her mind was the greyness in his brown orbs..it was as if someone had sucked the life out of hi,as if his sadness had washed away all goodness out of him,and had left him a mere shell of what he had once been..She have had to accept his proposal,because earlier he ahd made her swear upon his kids name,his kids whom she loved dearly,that she'd move one and fall in love once agai,that she would have someoen who would love and respect her the way she deserved to be...her sadness was like a overflowing river,she had lost Zain once again,he walked away ,just the way she had that night 1 year ago...her sadness was cold and unending and washed away the little bit of life left in her...

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His body slid down the wall,as soon as he closed the door-to the light outside the darkness in his life,to a new beginning with her,to her forgiveness,the dreas that they had shared.A sense of fear and loneliness crept up his back,in the atramentous darkness of the room..the room which was the very embodiment of her presence..HIs hands fumbled to ope the bottle of Jose Cuervo..he leaned against the wall and tilted the bottle,only to have the bitter liquid burn down his throat,numbing his senses and clouding his pain and he ondered how much of it would actually put him to an eternal sleep,because that seemd to be the only way out of it... bile rose up his throat at the impending thoughts..he had lost her for forever..she was someoen else's and in a few days he'd be his wife.He'd be the one loving her every night...Zain wondered if Aaliya still mised him or whetehr she would miss him ever again.Zain wondered if Rehaan's kisses and caresses would feel foreign ..he wondered if she would feel safe in his arms just the way she used to feel safe in his when they were together..He wondered if any infinitesimal thing or incident in her 'new life' would bring back old memories..he wondered how she moved on so easily when he was still left in the darkness ..he knew what he had done was unforgivable,but he had hoped against all hopes that the day they would find their way back to each other,she would forgive him-punish him,he was ready for anything as long as he had her back into his life.But never could he have imagined that on meeting his friend,the guy whom he had practically considered his brother would invite him to a surprise party to watch his love of life accept his proposal to marriage...

Nausea swirled unrestrained in his empty stomach.His head swam with hall formed regrets ..his heart felt as if his blood had turned into tar as it struggled to keep a steady beat..The empty bottle of Jose Cuervo rolled out of his hand..unbidden tears mottled his face ..his eyes were slowly drooping..sleep was atlast coming to him..with the last thought in his mind as how human heart could keep on beating even after being torn into a thousand pieces..he had asked himself a question whose answer was not known to mankind..he had asked himself that question because his own heart was entrapped in the cold vice like grip and an ache which made him feel that it will implode...

We're so hopeful in the beginning of things,it seems as if there only is a world to be gained,not lost.They say the inability to accept loss is a form of insanity-its probably true.But sometimes its the only way to survive...

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PART 2

He cringed every time he touched her.And she had cringed that morning when he had deliberately kissed her on the cheeks in front of Zain..she had noticed the flash of pain and anger in his eyes that he ahd successfully masked with his air of indifference.But Aaliya Ghulam HAider could read him like a book-every nuance of his expression lay bare to her eyes...but that day the person standing in front of her seemed like a stranger to her eyes.Somewhere down the way ,both of them had died a slow painful death...

They were in MAtheran,Rehaan ,Zain and herself..they were there to get a look at the site which MKB Pvt.Ltd had given them as a recompensation to the land in Hyderabad where her dhaba was situated.They had boardded the same hotel where they had stayed in during their first business trip together...they had memories of the hotel and it was a 'suffering' for her to watch him drink away into a deep slumber every night just to forget those memories..For Zain and Aaliya it was much more than just suffering..it was a plethora of shattered bones,burning flesh and cracked skull.In other words it was pain and painful for them.Breathing had turned agonizing activity in each others presence,the want and need for shedding tears,curbed by the resolve of not breaking down in front of each other,of not showing the world that they were vulnerable and that they still needed each other..

Aaliya was in her room.unable to see him in that miserable condition whose sole reason was she herself,she had crept out of his room and into hers.,but all of a sudden after finishing the glass of mocktail that was left for her on the bedside table,Aaliya started feeling dizzy..it was as if the world had suddenly decided to spin faster than before..she knew not what was happening to her;blaming it on exhaustion seemed like a very bleak answer...Darkness was slowly painting her vision black..she had to get help soon..She went out into the corridor ..she couldn't find Rehaan..so she decided to call Zain..his room was after all right at the end of the corridor..but would she be able to make the journey..the few meters seemd like a few miles,her feet felt heavy under her weight..it wa asif someoen was pulling her into the very nadir of depression- of unending darkness and oblivion..she tried calling out for him,but her voice had been reduced to a mere raspy whisper..she missed her footing and that is hen she fell into his arms..she looked up o find that it was RehaanA sigh of relief escaped her lips..at least it was a known face.."Aaliya chalo main tumhe room mei le jaata hoon.."

"Nahi..Rehaan ...Z-Zain ko bulaona.." she had no idea about what she was saying or why she wanted Zain.A delibitating headache was radiating through her head,slurring her speech.It was as if her words had ignited a fire within him..Rehaan pinned her to the wall..a searing pain ran down her back as she hit the hard surface..she hoped against all hopes that her worst fears wouldn't come true..she wished taht Zian would come to her rescue...but then why would he...

"Chodd d mu-mujhe..Rehaan...mujhe Zai ke pas jaana hai..chodd do--"

"Zain ke pas ? Kyun? Kuch hi dino mei toh hum dono ka nikaah hone wala hai...mangetar hoon main tumhari---tum uske paas kyun jaogi.."

"tumhe kya chahiye Rehaan...tumne jo kahaan maine toh wahi kiya na..."
"Tumhe bauhat achhi tarah se paat hai ki mujhe kya chahiye ,Aaliya Ghulam Haider.."he sneered his lips were mere inches awat from hers...SHe thrashed around trying to escape from his grasp,she tried to push him,kick him,but to no avail..He nuzzled her neck,while his hands moved along her thighs...Tears were running down her face as he roughly squeezed her breasts..she cried for help..but her voice seemed inaudible..she was slowly slipping away..there was no way she could be saved...and that is when she heard his screm.."REHANNN"

Disbelief.That is exactly what hit him at first,but the rage take took over his senses as he knocked him down was boundless...Rehaan stubled onto the ground after crashing against the wall...Zain's hands were trembling as he cupped her face.."Aaliya tu-tum theek ho..?" His screams would always reverberate in her ears..she nodded softly and clutched his t-shirt with her feeble hands...but he slipped as he went chasing after Rehaan..they were in the lawn of the hotel and he had not left any chance to thrash him good time..his blood was boiling ..wengeance mixing with fury.."YOU BA****D..tune usse aise chune ki himmat kaise ki-bol .." he spat on his face as he held him tightly by the collar.."Kuch din mei woh waise bhi meri ho jayegiuski rooh aur jism dono mujhe de degi--Aaliya tujhe bhula chuki hai...Zain Abdullah-aur teri kya lagti hai woh huh?"Rehaan knew that he ahd struck the right cord..he shrugged out of his grip,not knowing that the blow coming his way would break his jaws into two..Zain stangled him ,before spatting on his face-" BIWI HAI WOH MERI--SAMJHE_AALIYA ZAIN ABDULLAH KO HAAT LAGANE KA SOCHNA BHI MAT--AALAH KA SHUKR MANA KI TU AB TAK ZINDA HAI..."

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Zain took her into his arms and laid her down on the bed in her room..covering her with a blanket before withdrawing himself and turning away to leave the room.But he felt a tud,he turned back to find thst she had a fistful of the hem of his t-shir in her closed fist...dry racking sobs escaped his lips as he sliped under the blanket beside her..blood was oozing from his bruised and cut hand..but he couldn't care less about them...his fingers traced the welts on her arms,the dark circles under her eyes..she probably hadn't slept in a long time,he gently removed the hair from her forehead before wrapping his arms around her waist..that night he let out all his tears and cried himself to sleep,and throughout the night they were together..in each other embrace..Zain wished he could turn back time and get things riht..but right now more than anything what mattered to him was the woman lying in his arms..he was ready to go to a ny extent for her...

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The next morning Aaliya woke up to an empty room..to a splitting headache and blurry images of the previous night..her eeys looked for him..not finding him in the room,she was about to get down from the bed when a piece of paper sticking out from the drawer caught her attention..her eyes scanned through its content..the letter fell noiselessly from her hands...it was letter from Qazi Sahab...informing that their talaaq had been nullified..the date was that of a year ago..it stated that Zain had accepted her as his wife during the period of her iddah...that they had come closer to each other..tears cascaded down her eyes..he'd been looking for her for the past one year..just to let her know that they were not over,that nothing could come in between their beintehaa mohabbat,that things would turn right once again...he was there in he room.but she knew that he was not far away..they would have a very long conversation ,they'd have to set things right..too many emotions and too many instances had separated them..they ahd to rediscover each otehr once again..find their way back and get back to being the Zain and Aaliya that they fell in ,ove with...and suddenly she remembered the words that he had long ago said to her..