Manisha's Pov:
Everything there was arranged so beautifully, and to my surprise the guy whom I was supposed to meet was none other then whom I started loving, Ayaan. A small smile crept onto my lips as I looked at him. He was so dashing and handsome but an unknown tension seemed into his eyes. He offered a seat to me and I sat down.

Hi Manisha, how are you, he asks.
Hi, I am good, I say smiling.
You look really pretty in this white dress, he compliments.
Thanks, waisey ap bhi kuch kam nhi lag rahey, I say blushing.
Toh kuch order karain, he asks.
Jii zaroor, I say.
Ap btain kya pasand karain gee Manisha, he asks the way he asked me I felt I m the most luckiest girl on earth that I found him.
Um.. Orange juice, I say thinking.
2 glasses of Orange juice, he tells the waiter.
MA, ap duno ki jodi is so simply good, the waiter says.
Thanks, Ayaan says.

So Miss Manisha I need to discuss something important with you, he says in a serious tone.
Pehlee baat, I am not at all interested in you, I m literally forced to marry you. I have my own girlfriend and I love her a lot. So please if you are thinking anything of that sort I will love you or something forget it.
In one instance by saying this he shatters my heart into pieces.
I am just marrying for the sake of my dad in order to save my business from falling. We just need to pretend in front of every one as a couple, I will bring some papers the day after which shows that our marriage is a contract for 6 months and after that I will give you divorce. Then you and me on our ways.
He says, and tears streamed from my eyes. I wasn't able to utter a word. In just one moment my all dreams shattered, I thought he loved me the same way I loved him but I was wrong. He is such a stone hearted person. I coudnt control anymore so I got up and started going away.

But he grabbed my wrist tightly, and pushed me hard on the wall.
So are you ready for marrying me?
He asks.
No, never I won't marry you, I can't destroy my life, I shout with anger.
You have to marry me sweetheart.
No I won't, you can't force me Mr Ayaan. I say while pushing away.
I can force you, he tightens his grip on my hand.
Don't you remember, your dear father works in my dad's office?
If you don't agree, then your father will suffer the consequences now it's on you either marry me or see your father"s destruction.

I coudnt believe it, he was threatening me. I can't give pain to my father, his entire life he tried to keep me happy by providing me whatever I needed.
Now it's my time, to make him happy. Manisha, where are you lost?
Ayaan asks jerking me by my shoulders.
Ayaan ap aisa kyu kar rahey hain? Mainey apka kya begara hai? I ask with tears in my eyes.
For some moment I felt his eyes soften but something caused him to shout at me again.
I told you the reason already, don't ask me questions.
There was some kind of pain in his eyes, as if he was forced to say this.
Mera haath chorain, dard horaha hai I say weeping.
Manisha, please don't cry, he says.
Why do you care Ayaan? I ask.
I don't care, got it he shouts.
Fine Ayaan, I m ready to sign this contract but remember don't you dare hurt my father. I shout finally gathering some courage though I felt shattered from inside.

Finally his grip loosened, and I sighed in relief. I fell down there itself and weeped loudly. He went back and sat on his chair. Everything was silent, such a beautiful area but here it was just pain. It seemed to me the world shattered underneath. I coudnt breath, it felt I was dead inside. He just sat there and looked at the stars on the sky. I noticed as a drop of tear fell from the corner of his eyes. There was something he was hiding, something which was forcing him.
Suddenly some of kind of song started and I felt more pain then ever.

Beech bhawar mein daale na
Aar rahi na paar gayi
Kuch ishq ki mauje le doobi
Kuch hijr ki andhi mar gayi

Tum jaane nahi ye dard mera
Ya jaan ke bhi anjaane ho
Tum jaane nahi ye dard mera
Ya jaan ke bhi anjaane ho

Ik pal yeh lage apne ho tum
Ik pal yeh lage begane ho

Dil na ya paheli bujh saka
Tum kon piya.. Tum kon piya
Ye bhed tumhi ab kholo zara
Tum kon piya.. Tum kon piya

Tum kon piya.. Tum kon piya

Bin bole joh tum kehte ho
Bin bole hi woh sunlun main
Bharle tumko in ankhon mein
Kuch khwaab naye se bunn lun main (x2)

Na apna ap dikhaayi de
Jab dekhoon khudko darpan me
Yeh main hun ya phir tum hi ho
Mann uljha hai is uljhan mein

Mujhe apne rang me rang liya
Tum kaun piya.. Tum kaun piya
Yeh bhed tumhi ab kholo zara
Tum kaun piya.. Tum kaun piya

Tum kon piya.. Tum kon piya

Dil se jude hai ye dil apne
Kehne ko koi rishta hi nahi
Iss paakeeza se bandhan ko
Duniya me koi samjha hi nahi (x2)

Jab ghav lage koi tumko
Toh dard yahan bhi hota hai
Jab namm ho tumhari yeh ankhein
Toh dil ye mera bhi rota hai

Tumne bhi magar ye puch liya
Tum kon piya.. Tum kon piya
Yeh bhed tum hi ab kholo zara
Tum kon piya.. Tum kon piya

Tum kon piya...Tum kon piya

And it ended. Ayaan shayad is waqt ap mera dard bhi smjh nhi saktey. Yeh takleef ka anadaza nhi laga saktey.
Ap meri zindagi mai ab bus aik pehlee hai jisey mai kabhi samjh nhi paoon gee. Apki mohabbat paney ki mai her mukamal koshish karoon gee. Yeh 6mahiney mai apkey aur apney liye bauhat yaadgar bana doon gee. Mujhey laga apkey aney sey mere zindagi mai khushyaan ajaein gee.
Apkey liye her qurbanee deney ko tyaar hoon mai. Na janey Tum kon piya, jab pehle baar apsey mile thee na jab laga ap apney ho pr ab toh Ap sirf begana rahogey.

Shattered into pieces and with my heavy eyelids I got up and started towards my home...

Ayaan's Pov:
Jab ghauv lage tumko koi
Toh dard yahan bhi hota hai
Jab namm ho tumhari yeh ankhain
Toh dil yeh mera bhi rota hai.

I am sorry Manisha, tumhare yey takleef mujsey bardasht nhi hotee.
Tumharee ankhoon ki namee sub meri waja sey. Maaaf kerdo.
Tumhey dekh ker mera dil bauhat rota hai pr kya karoon.
Majboori hai...
Kaash key sub theek hojaey.

A/N note.
I m literally crying after writing this.
How was it? Enjoyed?
I know most of it was written in Urdu.
But the feelings to be exprsssed, is most suitable in Urdu.

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