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Rio de Janeiro,
Brazil

Aqib POV.

*After 2 years*

"Abbiya! Ayesha kiu ro rahi ha" I just woke up because Ayesha started crying again.

It was 3 am and she wasn't sleeping. Abbiya starts panicking.

"Pata nahi mene check kiya ha bhook bhi nahi lagi or Iske kapre b dry hn" She said in a low tone. She was urged to cry. And and a tear rolls down her cheek.

I leave my bed and sit beside her.

"Baby k sath Mama kiu rone lag gayin hn? Ab mein apni beti ko chup karwau ya Uski Mama ko?" I tried to cheer her up and she shot me a glared. I scratched my head.

"Acha sorry layein mujhe pakraein me chup karwata hn" I said and Hold her in my arms and stood up.

"Papa ab apni beti ko lori suna k chup karwayein ge" I was slowly walking around the room holding Ayesha.

Aik saheli baagh mein baithi ro rahi thi
Das pattey torein ge aik patta kacha
Hiran ka bacha Hiran gayi pani mein
Soja mere munne soja laal palang pe soja

Upar pankha chalta ha neeche bacha rota ha
Neeche papa ki dukan upar mama ka makan
Soja munne or agey kiya tha....????

And she was still crying.

"Ye ap lori ka remix suna rahe hain? Aise chup hogi? Mujhe pakraein" she holds her back.

"I think gas issue" She guessed and lay her down in the cot and started paddling her tiny legs gently. After some time she was quiet. She swaddles her and starts patting her gently.

Ayesha, Our daughter was born just one month before. I was extremely Happy. She filled my life with uncountable happiness Alhamdulillah. It takes a long time for Abbiya to take me out of the past trauma and My newborn baby girl completes me. It was a wonderful feeling to be a Father.

Her features resembled Abbiya's. Especially her green eyes like her mother's. I want my daughter to be like Abbiya in everything.

I could see Abbiya holding her with a messy bun and Dark circles around her eyes. She was tired. Honestly to be a mother is not easy. A lot of sleepless nights, pain, stress, responsibilities, Looking after the baby, managing a lot of things at the same time, and many more but it's a huge blessing.

Ab pata chala ha Maa ka darjah itna ooncha kiu ha.

"Shukar ha so gyi" Abbiya lay her gently on her cot and sat on the bed.

"Ap kiu baithein hn so jayein bht raat ho gayi ha" She said. I lay beside her.

"Aise hi daikh raha hn pichle aik maheene se thik se nahi soyin ap" I said.

"Han Maa banna Asaan thori ha" She said while checking her phone.

"Aqib mene abhi rude baat ki apse? itne sare mood swings atey hn mujhe pata nahi kaise. Ayesha roti ha to dil ghabrane lagta ha samajh hi ni ati" She said while placing her phone on the side table and relaxed herself.

"Nahi apne rude baat nahi ki or Obviously yar Ye bohat bara change ha apke liye or ye sab bohat common ha, Yaad ha na therapist ne kiya bola tha emotionally, mentally, physically bohat change ata ha aik larki mein jab wo Maa banti ha or phir ye sab natural ha ab pareshan na hoyein" I said and she smiles.

Abbiya POV.

"Ye lori ka remix ka raaz jan sakti hn" I laughed.

"Yar YouTube pe suni thi phir sari apas me mix hogyin" he said I was laughing.

Seriously he is the best person, who was bearing my all mood swings from last year with absolute calmness without any complaining.

"Ab so jayein mene subah office nahi jana apne jana ha" I said

"Yes Mam" He said and we both laugh.

Lahore.
Pakistan

Kiran POV.

"Koi aisi baat ho or apko uspe gussa ajaye to kiya krein gi aap?" Dr Sameen asked.

"React nahi Respond karu gi" I replied. I was lying on a comfortable bed inside Dr Sameen's clinic.

Dr Sameen is my psychiatrist and I have been taking her sessions for the last three months because my mental health was getting worse.

It's been two years and I was totally changed. Wasn't like Kiran before, who was lively and cheerful full of life enjoying every moment, and then Love happened. Destroyed my Mental health and My heart was dead. I lose control over myself. This was the thing I couldn't share with anybody and It was eating me completely. Yes, I can't share my feelings with anybody not even my best friends.

You know what? We live in a disgusting and pathetic Society who don't forget anyone's past and Even if someone decides to move on they keep reminding you of your past at literally every step. I can't do this.

Taking psychiatrist sessions was the only thing and yes it calms me down a little.

"Mama Papa se baat kiu nahi kartin ap?" Dr Sameen Asked.

"Nahi kar sakti Wo kisi or me bhi involve ho sakta ha or wo reject kr de ga agar zara b mein use pasand hoti to wo rishta bhejta! nahi na? To green signal nahi ha or mere parents agar rishta mangte hn to embarrassment hogi society mein" I replied.

"Iske ilawa larkiyon ka khud proposal bhejna humare muashrey mein acha nahi samjha jata ha" I said.

"Kiran lekin Humara Deen humein Ijazat deta ha" Dr. Sameen said.

"Humara muashra ijazat nahi deta ha" Kiran replied.

"Muashra Deen se bara nahi ha Kiran" Dr Sameen said.

"Humara Muashra khud ko zameeni Khuda hi smjhta ha khud faisle karta ha. Koi inke khilaf kadam utha le to ye sari umar jeene nahi deta,  zinda maar deta ha" I replied.

"Kiran mein phir b apko kahu gi Kisi tarha se approch krein Unko. Humein individually is Muashrey ko badalna hoga" Dr Sameen said.

"2 saal hogye hn Wo kisi or k sath committed ho chuka hoga" I replied.

"Ap andaze kiu laga rahi hn" Dr Sameen said

"Nahi Haqeeqat se amna samna karna chah rahi hn aik na aik din to hona hi ha aisa" I said.

"Phir ap btayein is situation se ap kaise niklein gi?" Dr. Sameen asked politely

"Ap btayein" Instead replying her I asked her question.

"Phir ap aik decision lein, kiu k ap decision nahi le pa rahi hn, apke parents chahte hn k ap shadi krlein or ap Aik shaksh ki waja se shadi nahi karna chah rahi kiu k apko lagta ha k ap Shadi ko nibha nahi payein gi. Or ap us insan ko approach bhi nahi karna chah rahi." She took a pause

"Kiu k ap bohat ziyada confused hn. Apko aik decision lena hoga Kiran kisi final result pe ana hoga. Ap ne notes bnaye hain jo mne apko kaha tha?" Dr Sameen asked and I handed her my diary.

"Alright" She took from me and start reading.

"Shadi k bagair guzara nahi ha?" I asked

"Nahi Kiran Ye kabhi na kabhi to karni hi parti ha, Har insan ki Zaroorat ha. Islamic point of view se b bht zaroori ha or Apko pata ha insan akele nahi reh sakta Allah ne Husband or Wife ko aik doosre ka partner bnaya ha takey wo Aik doosre k sath rahein or Apko pata ha Parents ki sabse bari zimmedari ha ye or Insan akela Zindagi nahi guzar sakta ha" She said politely.

"Ap ache se sochein or Decision lein k apko kiya karna ha next time me Confused Kiran nahi daikhna chahti" She said with a smile.

"Thik ha mein Koshish karu gi" I said

"Very Good" She said

"Acha to anxiety attacks kam hue hn apke very nice Kiran" She said reading my diary.

"Shooting start ki ha or waqei acha mehsoos krti hn aisa lagta ha k frustration nikl rahi ha" I told her about my new hobby

"Or ab apne students pe gussa b kam ata ha" I said.

"Thats Good! Improvement ha Kiran you are a very Strong girl, bohat smjhdar ho bs confused ho. Daikho Insan ko apne liye koi Step uthana parta ha bs apni confusion k har angle pe gor kro us Decision k pros and cons likho or jo sabse suitable lagta ha usko dubara socho and Do it! Or apne ap ko Allah k supurd kro. Insha Allah sab behtreen hojaye ga" She said and I felt relaxed.

"Me apki sari bato'n pe gor karu gi" I replied.

"Excellent! Mujhe yehi umeed ha apse. Or kuch discuss krna chah rahi hn ap?" She handed back my diary.

"Nahi me bohat acha feel kar rahi hn Dr Sameen" I replied.

"Mujhe ye sun k acha laga ha next apka session 2 weeks bad hoga thik ha? Or agar in 2 weeks me apko koi problem hui to ap mujhe contact kr lena hum insha Allah phir jaldi Session rakh lein ge ok?" She said with her pretty smile.

"Ok zaroor! Thik ha ab mein chalti hn Allah Hafiz And thank you so much" I Stand up and put my diary in my handbag.

"You are welcome and Allah Hafiz khiyal rakhiye ga apna" She said.

"Ap bhi" I said and left the clinic.

I took out my shades and wear those. Walking through the parking lot I reached my car and sat on the driving seat. I Tied my hair into a bun.

"Bohat hogya Ye Asad nama or soug manana ab koi decision lena pare ga."  I ignite the car engine and I know where I have to go.

Rio de Janeiro,
Brazil

Asad POV

"Shadi krlo bs krdo ab" Aqib was there at my Cabin. It was my lunch break.

"Ye chai mein kuch ha?" I asked.

"Nahi to" he replied sipping his tea.

"Phir tumhare mun se bakwas kiu nikal rahi ha." I replied

"Dil to karta ha yehi chai tumhare mun pe gira dun" He replied.

"Yar itna na socha karo Mera shadi ka irada nahi ha" I replied.

"Kir-..." he was cut by me.

"Yar ab mera koi lena dena ni is topic se" I said.

"Ye tumhe taqreeban 3 saal baad yaad aya ha k is topic se tumhara koi lena dena nahi? Phir shadi na krne ki waja?" He said.

"Residency chal rahi ha meri logo k gurde daikh daikh k, night shifts kr kr k meri ankhon me pathri hogyi, Operation theatre me khare ho ho k meri tangein jawab de gayin hn, Yaha sone ka time nahi ha apne ghar mein mehman ban k entry marta hn or Hospital mera Ghar ban chuka ha or tumhe meri shadi ki soojh rahi ha" I replied

"Kisi neurologist ko dikha k dimagh ki pathri hatwao jo itne salon se tumhari aqal kam nahi kar rahi" He replied

"Bara koi kamal joke mara ha has has k phaipre bahar agye hn mere" I rolled my eyes.

Abbiya POV

I entered the hospital with Ayesha, today was her routine check-up. After meeting her pediatrician I decided to go and meet Asad bhai to ask about her father's health. Aqib told me last night that he was sick.

"Break time hoga" I moved towards his cabin. I was about to knock on the door when I heard A familiar voice.

"Kiran se muhabbat krte ho isliye shadi nahi kar rahe ye ha mere sawal ka jawab balke sabke sawal ka jawab. Apni residency ko darmyan me layi ja rahe ho bar bar. Doctors sari umar parhte hn to kiya sari umar shadi nahi karte. Khud se jhoot na bolo" Aqib's voice collided with my eardrum and I was shocked.

"Kiran? Asad bhai?....." I was confused.

"Aqib uska zikar na kiya karo bohat takleef hoti ha" Asad bhai said in a low tone.

"Jaise me nam ni lon ga to tumhe wo yaad nahi ayegi? Pichle 3 saalon mein bhooli ha wo tumhe? Or tum khud ko ye keh keh k behla rahe ho k "Kiran" wale topic se tumhara lena dena nahi." Aqib replied.

I opened a door with a Thud. Asad bhai spilled his tea from his mouth and Aqib started coughing like something stuck in his throat. They both looked horrified like they had seen a ghost.

"Mar gaye" Asad bhai said. And Aqib stole his gaze.

"Abbiya ap yaha?" Aqib finally Asked.

"Bhool gaye ap aaj Ayesha ka check up tha? Mene socha Asad bhai se mil lon or unke father ki khairiat maloom kr lon apne btaya tha wo beemar hn" I said.

"Lekin yaha to kisi or ki khairiat maloom hui ha" I was still shocked.

"Bhabi baithein na" Asad bhai offered.

Aqib held Ayesha in his arms and I sat on the chair.

"Ye mene kiya suna ha abhi" I asked.

"Apne sun liya?" Aqib cleared his throat.

"Jee bohat saaf saaf sunayi diya ha" I said.

"Asad bhai apko bhai smjhti rahi hn mein hmesha or apne mujhse ye sab chupaya ha? Bohat afsos ho raha ha mujhe aj" I said.

Asad POV

Mar gaye! Phoot gaya bhanda nikl gaya izzat ka janaza.

"Bhabhi aisi baat nahi ha" I said

"Aqib? Apne mujhe nahi bataya? Kiu?" I asked her.

"Asad se puchein ap! mein hmesha se apko btana chahta tha lekin Asad ne mana kiya tha" Aqib said

Aqib tumhari haddiyan badd mein torun ga mein

"Aqib-..." I was cut by bhabhi.

"Asad bhai abhi ap mujhe mere sawalon k jawab dein" bhabhi said.

"Ap dono ne mujhse baat chupa k acha nahi kiya" she complained.

"Bhabhi koi serious matter nahi ha" I said.

"3 saal hogye hn or ap keh rahe hn serious matter nahi ha?" She said. I couldn't read her expressions. Her face had no expression or emotion at all.

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