Anaaya entered the class and without talking with anyone, she sat on the chair of the last row. Today was her first day at the university but she wasn't feeling a little happy.
As the time of the lecture approached, a big crowd of girls and boys entered the class. She just rolled her eyes after feeling some boys' gaze on her. From her personality, she looks like a rich girl."My name is Zaviyaar Khan. You can call me professor. Other than that, I don't like any names. I don't like any fun or misbehaviour in class. If anyone tries to, then later on he/she won't take the class. Let's start the session today with the introduction of the subject." Zaviyaar folded the cuffs of his arms and powered on his laptop. Along with it, he connected his laptop to the projector.Slight noises of whispers were circulating in the class."Thug…" Anaaya's eyes widened as she saw him. The word abruptly left out of her mouth. Her eyes abruptly went to his waistcoat from where he took out his gun.On her murmuring in a low voice with herself, the girl, sitting beside her, eyed her with a strange look."What?" Anaaya solemnly asked the girl as she looked at her."You, stand up…." Zaviyaar gestured towards Anaaya. It felt to him she was talking with the girl sitting beside her. Zaviyaar quickly recognised her as she stood up.Anaaya immediately caught a feeling of fear as she felt everyone was looking at her. She already knew that Zaviyaar was gesturing towards her, that's why she stood up, squeezing her lips."Yes…." She asked him, grinning at him."Read the slide which I displayed now." She tightly fisted her hands as she heard Zaviyaar. She was finding it a bit difficult to read. She wetted her lips and looked at the slide.She felt all the words were intermingled with each other. Because of nervousness, her palms turned sweaty."I…it….it…." Her tongue wasn't helping her in speaking. She felt like thorns were pierced in her throat. She wasn't looking like the confident girl she was a while earlier. She can listen to the slight giggling sound of girls around her."Instead of moving your tongue if you focus on what I am teaching you then you won't have to face this difficulty. Now, sit down and shut your mouth." The words of Zaviyaar erupted fire inside of her. How can she endure to face her insult that's why, stomping her foot and taking her books, she went out.Zaviyaar just clenched his lips the way she left his class. But again he started delivering his lecture."What does he think of himself? Mighty professor, huh just go to hell….!" To calm herself, she sat on the bench built on one side of the lawn."Thug….. I will also take avenge of this insult." She said, spoiling her face and attaching her cell phone to the air pods, and started listening to the music.***********She was feeling discomfort after coming back from the university. Never in her life, had she ever felt peace living in this home. If Shehroz and Hania were not staying in this house, then up till now she would have taken a grave step to leave this house."Anaaya, lunch is ready. Take lunch before going to your room." She harshly squeezed her lips after hearing the voice of Zainab."I'm not feeling hungry." She said and was about to climb upstairs when Zainab came near her."Aren't you listening to me? I told you to take your lunch before going to your room. You both sister and brother are the curse of my life." She was not astonished after listening to the words of Zainab because she was used to listening to her taunts since her childhood. The poison of her words, which she was filling her innocent mind with by hiding from everyone else, was now running in her nerves.Zainab harshly grabbed her by arm turning her to herself. Anaaya looked at her with stern eyes. She was feeling her fingers boring in her arms.With a jerk, Anaaya released her arm from her grip."My brother has come back if he knows how you are treating me, he would make your condition worse than your that greedy sister." The anger and tone of Anaaya's language badly surprised Zainab. She was shocked after listening to her.TssshhhhZainab abruptly raised her hand and left its imprint on her face. Anaaya was standing stiff putting her hand on her face."How dare you raise your hand on Anaaya…!" Zainab was shocked after listening to the voice of Shehroz on her back."It doesn't happen for the first time that you are asking her like that." She met her eyes with Zainab's eyes and said harshly. Then climbing upstairs, she went to her room."I will talk with your husband later on but if you dare to think about raising your hand again on my sister then I will forget who you are. Learn to control your hands and mouth. Otherwise, I know how to crush it as it's my hobby." Very hardly, he was controlling his anger. Otherwise, he really wants to choke the throat of this woman, who, don't know for how long, was raising her hand on her."Y….y…. you can't talk with me like that." She shouted at him."Keep your voice low. I didn't even permit my wife to stand and speak in a loud voice with me. Then in comparison with her, you don't hold any importance for me." After listening to the cold voice of Shehroz and sensing the matter getting worse, Zainab, fuming in anger, ran to her room.Shehroz wants to talk with Anaaya but he has to go back to the office for an important meeting which is awaiting him, that's why he has to go out, unwillingly.Anaaya looked at her face in the mirror where she saw the marks of fingers were still visible slightly. She took out a concealer and properly covered her face with makeup. Today her mood was spoiled early in the morning. Last night, she didn't sleep properly. Now her eyes were turning red because of sleep deprivation and her head was also feeling heavy. Without having breakfast, she left for the university. Shehroz called her so many times but she didn't stop. After reaching the university, she went to the cafeteria to take tea. It was morning time so the cafeteria wasn't crowded much. On only two tables, students were sitting.After taking her tea, she turned back and went to the empty place on the back side of the ground. A lot of trees were implanted there. She leaned against a tree. With the cold breeze of the morning, she was enjoying taking her tea. "When will the chairperson come back? I can't wait anymore." From behind the trees, Anaaya listened to someone's heavy voice. She
"Anaaya, what happened? Why the colour of your face is drain?" Hania asked as she saw her nervous face."N…. nothing, have you done shopping?" She immediately asked in a solemn voice, wetting her lips."Yes, let's go." As Hania told her, she walked out behind her. Her thoughts were still revolving around Zaviyaar Khan. Throughout the whole way, she didn't know what Hania was talking about. She was just thinking about Zaviyaar.After reaching home, her little bit of good mood was also spoiled as she saw Zainab. Hania also noticed a change in her mood. She ran to her room, clenching her lips.Hania kept on calling her but she didn't stop. She freshened up and laid on the bed. After lying down straight her thoughts were revolving around Zaviyaar. Despite willingly, she can't let go of his thoughts from her mind.As a knock happened on the door of her room, she was pulled out of her thoughts. She sat straight, jerking thoughts of Zaviyaar. But as she saw Nawaz entering her room after so ma
Today Anaaya missed attending his lecture. She really wants to avenge him for his act. She went to the parking area and asked the security guard about Zaviyaar's car. The guard eyes her with a suspicious look. After that, Anaaya left the place. She came back after a while when the guard left this place of the duty. As she saw the parking area was empty, she quickly ran and came near the car of Zaviyaar. She took out lipstick from her bag and wrote in big letters some words like 'thug, mad, and goon' on the glass of his car. She was feeling a strange kind of happiness as she saw her work on his new BMW car. Her delight for her action was also visible on her face. She dusted her hands after finishing her work and put empty lipstick back in her purse. To applause herself, she patted herself on the shoulder and then looking back and forth in her surroundings, she walked out hurriedly. After Zaviyaar delivered his lecture, he came out of the class and straight to his car. As he came to t
"I want to know when this man will come back. And Aalam, I need all the information by today's evening. Do whatever you want. Just trace him through his account, SIM, location or what else is here. If he doesn't come here, I will barge into his house to finish his chapter. Because now I can't show any more patience…." He was acting in haste. He called Aalam after coming out of his home. Aalam is one of his special men who is a very skilful hacker and has been working with him for a long time."By acting impatiently, you will ruin all the plans." Aalam tried to warn him."There is no guarantee when he will come back. And I can't sit patiently anymore, you know this. After him, more people are sitting here. Their breathing felt a heavy burden on me." He spoke in a cold voice. Again he clenched his lips after looking at his car. He knows today he can't go to the university in that car. He ordered his guard to wash his car and went to the garage taking off the cloth from his heavy bike.
She was wearing a simple yellow shirt and trousers with a shawl around her shoulders. Taking lazy steps, she reached near the office of Zaviyaar. She knows Zaviyaar is about to scold her and no one knows what if he shoots her."Please Allah, save me just for this time. I don't believe in this thug, don't know whether he shoot me with the gun." She murmured, wetting her dry lips."Instead of standing here and praying for yourself, it's better to take the punishment of your wrongdoings." Zaviyaar, who had been noticing someone's presence outside of his office for a long time, opened the door. He clenched his lips and mocked her after seeing her praying for herself. "I…I didn't do any such thing so why would you punish me?" On Zaviyaar suddenly speaking, on the one side if she got scared then at the other moment, she quickly straightened, speaking in a firm voice. Zaviyaar changed his demeanour. He looked to his right and left, grabbing her by the arm, he pulled her into the office and
For a long time, she was waiting for the driver, but still there is no indication of his arrival anytime soon. Her class ended at five o'clock and now it was seven o'clock. She had already called him so many times but his number kept appearing busy. She thought of going home by herself but then suddenly her heart wanted to do a little walk in a slight cold breeze and went to her favourite place, which is the backyard of the university surrounded by a lot of trees. There was still a little lightness.She was feeling scared of darkness. So after coming here, now she was thinking about going back. As she turned around to leave, she heard the same man whom she heard that day. He was talking loudly with someone on the call. After hearing the name of Zaviyaar from his mouth, her curiosity made her listen to what he was talking about. "Zaviyaar is crazy. He just knows how to become furious. You don't worry, no one will know about you. Yes….yes, I am waiting for his arrival. Yes…..here no
"Hey boy, hurry up. The professor will eat me alive if I get late." Anaaya, who was about to walk out of the cafeteria right after purchasing things for herself, alerted her ears as she heard the peon's voice. The peon grabbed the cup of tea and walked out while Anaaya rushed to the juice stall and purchased a packet of salt and handed the counter boy money, she ran behind the peon."Listen…" Anaaya stopped the peon on the way. "There, sir Akram is calling you." She told him quickly."I will listen to him once I give the tea." With a frown on his forehead, the peon told her."Look there, sir Akram is calling you." She gestured to him with her hand. As the peon turned his neck in the direction of her hand, she quickly poured the salt into the tea."Girl, where is he? I can't see anyone there." The peon asked a bit angrily."It seems he has gone now." She quickly turned around and ran. The peon glared at her and went towards the office of Zaviyaar to give him tea.Zaviyaar just took a
In the morning, Zaviyaar ordered some small CCTV cameras. He wants to fix it by himself on the back side of the ground. Yesterday he wanted to ask Anaaya about that man but because of his rage, it slipped from his mind.Today he was wearing a black shirt and pants with a skin-colored waistcoat, which make him look more attractive. His white colour and attractive facial features always catches everyone's attention.Today, after the university he was intended to meet with Aalam, who had been calling him to his farmhouse for the past few days. He wasn't interested in going there but Aalam ordered some things and he wanted to show them to Zaviyaar. He came to know that after a week the chairperson of the university would come back. He had already made all the planning of killing him. Right now he was just waiting for his arrival.Today he came five minutes earlier from the time of lecture to the class. There were only a few students present in the class. He opened the laptop, taking out
He walked out of the cottage and was about to sit in the car, but before he could sit he was startled as his hand abruptly went to the belt of his waist where he would keep his gun. A frown appeared on his forehead as he didn't find it there.He quickly turned around and ran back to the cottage. As he came to the room, he tightly clenched his jaw after seeing the gun in Anaaya's hand.“Anaaya, give me the gun.” He said solemnly, though softness was apparent in his voice. On his words, she passed him a strange smile, making him stand alert.“Don't try to come close to me.” She tightly held the gun and took back steps as she saw Zaviyaar approaching her.“Anaaya, stop it. Give the gun back to me.” Again he said in a strict voice, keeping his harsh gaze fixed on her.“Do you love me?” In response, she questioned him in a serious voice, ignoring his words.“Anaaya, don't become silly. This gun isn't any kind of a toy.” He lashes at her, turning red in anger. He lost his cool and sanity th
He was glaring at the restraining order, which he was holding in his hand. He just received it now. But the very next moment, he ripped the paper into pieces and threw it in the air.Zaviyaar can't stop himself from the urge to take Anaaya with him and disappear somewhere very far away.Now he can't go near her, but he can surely watch her from afar and he was taking advantage of this thing. He was sitting in his car, which he parked at the end of the street of Adil's home. Meanwhile, he saw Anaaya stepping out of the home. Seeing a police officer going with her made him clench hard his lips. He was slowly following them when he saw them stopping near a cafe.With still eyes, he was looking at them, noticing their movements.“Can you see the man sitting in the car in the front? You just have to make him jealous.” Anaaya told David, who was standing in front of her. He was the friend of Adil.“Why?” David asked, arching his brow while suppressing his lips from smiling. Sitting in his
“Anaaya, today I have an appointment with a doctor so I'm going to the hospital with Adil. Will you stay alone for a while?” Mehak asked her in a concerned voice.“Yes sister, you can go. Don't worry about me.” She said, smiling slightly. Early in the morning, Adil took away Zaviyaar from the front of his house so she was relieved about this matter.“OK doll, take care of yourself. Adil is about to come here to pick me up. Don't forget to lock the door from inside, huh.” She nodded her head, listening to the instructions of Mehak. After Mehak left, she came inside but she forgot to lock the entrance door of the house.She was feeling hungry so she thought about cooking something for herself and came to the kitchen. On the other hand, Zaviyaar, who was waiting for Anaaya to get alone, came inside as he got an opportunity.Very hard, he jumped from the main boundary of the house and came inside. After finding the entrance door open, he took a sigh of relief.So without creating any nois
“Anaaya…” Because of his yelling in a loud voice, a frown appeared on the forehead of Anaaya. Her heart was thumping badly and felt like it was about to burst out of her ribs.Seeing him acting impulsively, Adil took a deep breath and grabbed him by his coat from his back to try to pull him out. But he was standing like a rock and constantly yelling the name of Anaaya to call her to come out.“Anaaya, just for once, give me a chance to talk with you. Then I will go out of here, if you don't come out then I will keep on standing here for the whole night, yelling your name.” On his words, Anaaya exhaled a deep breath took a few steps, and went to the corridor. Mehak, who after listening to the noise coming from outside, came out to stop Anaaya from going out, but she stopped as Anaaya shook her head in a negative. Zaviyaar became stiff as he saw Anaaya in front of him. His red eyes sparkled.“Brother, give me five minutes to talk with him.” She spoke in a soft voice to Adil, who nodde
PeaceThis is a kind of word which seemed quite strange to him. Since the time she went away from him, it feels like his soul also went away from him. For the last two days, he was locked in his apartment. Neither he was in contact with anyone nor did he go back to his home.But on Gul informing Habib about his behaviour with Maheen, Habib tried to scold him harshly, but Zaviyaar switched off the phone in between talking.In the darkness of the room, he was leaning back against the bed, wearing a black t-shirt and trousers and taking puffs of a cigarette. Anaaya's happy and giggling face flashed in front of his eyes, making him lose his temper.“You love me, right? Then why are you marrying her?” Somewhere from very far, the voice of Anaaya echoed in his ears. He clenched his jaw and took a deep puff of the cigarette. With his other hand, he made a fist and started hitting lightly his forehead.Because of constant sleeplessness, he was feeling an extreme headache.“Anaaya…. Just meet
“Anaaya, if you need anything you can ask me without any hesitation,” Mehak told her softly, showing her room. A while earlier, Aadil picked her up from the airport and brought her here. Noticing her red puffy eyes, Mehak found it better to remain silent.“Ok sister, for now, I just want to take a rest.” Anaaya said simply as she looked around the room.“OK, take this cell phone and call Shehroz.” Mehak handed over her mobile. She just came to know that Anaaya wasn't using her mobile. As Anaaya took the mobile from her hand, Mehak silently came out of her room.Anaaya took a long deep breath as she felt herself lonely. She texted Shehroz and informed him about her safely reaching here. It was the first time in her life that she had come to a foreign country. That's why she was feeling a bit odd here.Thought of Zaviyaar was coming again and again in her mind, but she was jerking it. After getting fresh and changing her dress, she picked up her mobile. And as she looked at the date, s
He was calling Anaaya for so many hours, but her number was constantly showing off. He was feeling regret for his behaviour. His mood was badly spoiled by the time Anaaya came to him in his apartment and she had to badly became the victim of it. He wasn't intend to marry Maham. In fact, he even hates to just look at her face. But now the realisation dawned upon him that, he had extremely hurt Anaaya. And because of it, he was furious with himself and also wanted to choke Anaaya by her throat. It's because of her, that he lost his sanity and acted impulsively. Getting exhausted from his constant efforts, in anger, he threw his mobile on the wall. His mobile broke and fell, scattering into the piece. Right now, he was present in his apartment, but his thoughts were only revolving around Anaaya. He came back here early in the morning, but he couldn't sleep for a single moment. Words of Anaaya were knocking on his mind again and again. He rubbed his red, sleep-deprived eyes, and deci
Looking at herself in the bridal attire, Maheen, feeling despise of herself, averted her eyes. Her heart was aching with extreme pain.“You are looking very beautiful, my doll.” On her father's words, she tightly squeezed her eyes. “Papa, please don't ruin his life. He already has a wife.” She looked at her father with hopeful eyes, clenching her lips. Still, she was expecting some empathy from him.“She is just his wedded wife. But you have first right in him and you will have for good. Habib had already made him aware of it. Now don't speak any nonsense further.” On her father saying, she became silent for a moment.“Papa, why don't you understand it? I won't live with him.” She said, looking at him with teary eyes.“You have to live and you will have to live.” He said with a stone-cold face, making her shudder to her core.“You have already embarrassed me in front of everyone for once. I hope this time you will take care of the reputation of your father.” The words of her father h
“Anaaya, You have only fifteen minutes. Be quick talking about whatever you want to talk with him. After that, I won't wait anymore.” On Shehroz 'saying, she nodded her head and came out of the car. She was holding Zaviyaar's marriage invitation card in her hand. She came to his apartment as she was hopeful he would be present here. After reaching the door of his apartment, she rang the bill with her shivering hands. Her heart was trembling with mere thinking of the time she was going to face now.She took a deep breath to relieve herself. She bit her lip, after pressing the bell. On the very first bell, Zaviyaar opened the door. He was amazed as he spotted it's Anaaya here. “What are you doing here?” He asked in a harsh tone, grabbing her by her arm and pulling her inside the apartment.“I want to talk with you.” She said, wetting her lips while staring into his eyes. She can see a cold wave of strangeness visible in his eyes.“Be quick whatever you want to talk about. I have to go