"So Miss Shama, how was your exam?" As soon as I, Vihaan and Richa came out of the examination centre Zamil asked. I  passed my question paper to him with a smile.

"See Zamil These are same topics which you had taught me last night." I told him happily while pointing out few questions and he also nodded.

"Ye dono to apne me hi busy hain! Hum se koi matlab hi nahi hai"

(These two are busy in themselves!  We don't mean anything to them)

Vihaan said dramatically and I turned towards him, I actually felt nervous after listening that, but Zamil rolled his eyes while muttering something under his breath which I didn't get.

"Nothing like this" I Suddenly replied.

"So guys if your exam was good then why we're standing here? Let's celebrate and treat will be from my side" Zamil said with cheerful voice.

"No bro... Today we need some personal time." Vihaan said to Zamil while holding Richa's hand and soon they both waved their hands before taking their leave.

"Madam Shama will you join me on lunch?" Zamil asked with his charming smile but I shook my head.

"Sorry Zamil, but I have to go back to my village" My reply made Zamil's face dull.

"When will you come back?" He asked suddenly.

"After one month, when admission results will be announced" I replied and Zamil nodded with a half smile. I went to my flat and picked my suitcases which I already packed yesterday. I was so happy that after more than two years I was going to meet my husband. Locking the door again I went downstairs holding those heavy suitcases and I was surprised when stepped down from the stairs.

"Zamil... What are you doing here?" I asked when noticed him standing outside the building.

"I thought to drop you to bus stand so I come Here" Zamil replied and took suitcases from my hand, I was refusing but he didn't listen. He book a cab to drop me to bus terminal, we both were silent in whole journey, I was happy bit he was sad. I didn't asked the reason as I was planning to surprise my husband.

"Don't forget me while living in your village" Zamil said when I was Taking my seat in bus and he was placing my luggage on correct place.

"Hmm..." I suddenly looked up because Zamil's tone was something different than usual.

"I mean... Don't forget all of us... Richa.. Vihaan and me" Zamil suddenly stammered and I just nodded while taking my seat, he went down from the bus and smiled.

"We'll wait for you" He said standing near the window and I smiled.

"Take care, bye" I replied as the bus started moving, Zamil was standing on road, waving his hand and I was also waving my hand in air until he disappeared from my eyes.

==============

After years I went back to my village....

My village....

My home....

I wanted to surprise my husband by going in front of him suddenly but there I got a surprise because the home was locked. I took keys from neighbours as I knew he gave keys to them and they people informed me that Abbas was out of town for his work. But I was still happy, I was unlocking the door and thinking about the day when I left my home.

But as soon as I open the door, a satisfactory smile of my face was suddenly vanished.

My home sweet home was converted into a junk yard. His clothes were spreaded everywhere, kitchen was completely messed up, utensils were turned black like the food was not cooked but burn in them. The cots were placed in disordered manner. I was confused from where to start and where to end the cleaning process. After the hectic exam routine I was supposed to take rest and spent my whole day while talking to my husband but the condition of home was not allowing me to do so. Letting a cold sigh out I placed my suitcases in the corner of room, throw the dupatta on cot and started cleaning home.

<><><><><>

After the wait of two days, I was over the moon because finally he was arriving, I wore a white shalwar kameez with multi color dupatta. He like white color on me and I wanted to look just he like the way. I applied pink lipstick and his favourite fragrance, Looking myself in mirror one more time I was looking as much presentable as I could.

I was waiting for him so that I could surprise him with my presence, but I didn't knew that my life was going to give me another surprise

The surprise I wasn't expecting.....

===================

I was waiting for him but didn't realise when did slumber consume me. But Ab.. Abbas

Ugh.. Uttering his name is always difficult for me...

But he reached home when the clock was showing mid night hours, he was shocked to saw the door was unlocked. Worriedly he  entered in the home and became more surprised by the magical transformation of his home. That wasn't difficult for him to understand that I was back. Locking the door behind himself, he pelted towards the door of our room where he found his wife in home after two years. I was sleeping peacefully, my one arm was placed on my eyes and the corner of my dupatta was covering my face. After sitting down beside me he slowly pull down the corner of that cloud like dupatta which was hiding his moon.

"Shama" his lips moved up and down, and a small voice came out from them. I was looking different from last time.

She was the owner of wheatish complexion with almond shape eyes, soft buttony nose and chubby cheeks. But according to Abbas my unchanged innocence was most attractive for me.

He was busy in filling the chalices of his eyes with the wine of her beauty and his soul was becoming impatient to savour that.

But I was busy in increasing the perimeter of my dreamland.
He slowly touched my soft cheek with his rough hand and leaning down to my face he delicately kissed my either cheeks which disturb my slumber, first I open her eyes slowly still in sleeping state but when I noticed someone hovering over myself , I screemed so loudly.

"Aaaaaaahhh"

"Shama ki hoya?"

(Shama what happened?)

Shifting himself backwards Abbas asked suddenly, I was panting with widely open eyes, I was in shock.

"Tu kab wapis aayi?"

(when did you have returned?)

Abaas asked suddenly but I wasn't in the state of saying or listening anything. I was only examining Abbas who was looking different as compare to the last time. Clustering together the scattered mess of my dreamland I set my frame in front of him.

"Tu ro rahi hai!"

(Are you crying!)

Abbas said with a smile and wiped away those crystal like tears which made their way through the window of my eyes. He keep watching me as so I did.

"Shama ki hoya hai? Rooney di lood ni hai... Tu jhalli hai"

(Shama what happened? No need to cry.. You're still an idiot)

He muttered and embraced me. After two years we both were this much close to each other. Our hearts were beating against each other and giving new feeling to me. With all my courage I lift her hands in air to wrap around him but couldn't. My heart was fluttering and whole body was shivering.

His eyes were craving for her glance

His soul was craving for her propinquity

And...

His heart was craving for her fondness.

But...

For whole two years He kept his distance with me, he stopped meeting me as though afraid propinquity might lead him into temptation, which could effect my studies and career plans.

"Shama kuch to bol"

(Shama at least say something)

"Kya bolu.... Kuch samajh hi nahi aa raha"

(I don't know What to say .... I am out of words.)

I mumbled on his chest, I was waiting eagerly to meet him but when I was in his arms my tears weren't stopping to flow, he was at the work of caressing my back to made her off cry, but that was an impossible work. After few more minutes Abbas break the hug and kissed my forehead then cheeks, making my heart shiver inside my frame.

"Tere bagair mera har ik pal ik saza warga si"

(my Each and every minute was like a punishment Without you.)

Abbas confess his feelings with the real warmth of love in his words and I try her best to smile but couldn't, I was only watching him, my all the feelings were on rest and I was in deep thoughts.

"Ek mahine baad wafas chali jaungi"

(I'll go back after a month)

Maintaining some distance between both of us, I informed him while wiping my tears with the back of palms and I saw an ocean of emotions floating in the small and sleepless eyes of my husband.

"Itne saal baad ajj mile hain, kam se kam aj Jaane di gal na kari"

(We've met After years. At least right now don't talk about going back)

Cupping my face in between his big and rough hands Abbas said with full love but I stay silent ans keep examining my husband.

That night his two years wait was over and he felt tranquility after our togetherness

===============

It's only a week when I was back to village but Non-filtered water and Use of Non-refined oil in food didn't worked well for me. In those two years my body adopted the way of living in city, but sudden change in my habitat and diet made me lil bit sick. My gorge was rising and I was coping with stomach ache. Abbas wasn't in home since two days, he  was again out of town for his work. Though he didn't want to go leaving me alone in that condition, and also he wanted to spend his every moment with me but I forcefully send him for his work by saying that I would need money for my admission so it's better if he would go for work instead of staying at home, and he got agreed.

Sitting on the cot Shama I lost in the land of my thoughts while chopping vegetables for dinner, He was supposed to come back that night, so I was preparing for dinner.

But I was enough lost in my thoughts that didn't realised when did the knife cut my finger instead of that vegetable. "Aaaaahh" I hissed due to that very sharp pain and closed my eyes tightly.

"Why everything becoming so difficult for me?" mutating the same I  open my eyes to found my hand covered with crimson liquid as the cut was very deep. Before I could took first aid my mobile started ringing, placing down the knife I received the call but didn't utter any word, as I was watching my wound.

"I was living in Dreamland that you would miss me but here madam didn't even bother to call me for once" Richa burst on me and surprisingly the friendly scolding made the way of my tears.

"I'm missing you Richa... I'm missing you so much"

"Shama I was kidding... Why are you crying?" Richa asked and I started sobbing

"Shama.. What happened?" Richa asked worriedly, but I was only crying without saying a single word. Richa was continously asking about my problem but I didn't tell her a single word.

"Yaar at least say something, tell me what happened?"

"I.. I wanna come back" After all I spoke out in between my hiccups

"But why? You were so excited to go back to your home and suddenly." Richa asked because she was confused due to my behaviour.

"Richa I can't live here." I Muttered looking towards my hand from which blood was still oozing out.

"But What happened?" Richa asked worriedly

"I'm sick" I replied while clenching my belly to cope with stomach ache. And my tears started rolling down from my eyes.

I wanted to tell everything to Richa, but making decision wasn't easy for me.

I was 18 only!

In that age its not easy to take decision, I wanted to tell her everything but somewhere I was stopping myself.

First time ever in my life I wanted to hug Richa and cry out loudly but unfortunately we were miles away. Richa was consoling me but I was crying with hiccups without telling the actual reason behind my tears.

===============