HEER
"Princess, you didn't tell me that any of your friends sent you a bouquet too?" Dad asks out of nowhere. I was busy driving the new car when suddenly he asked the question.
"Mm, dad actually, I too don't know. I just think of him as Emir." I reply to him honestly.
He nods, "And?"
"And…" I trail off, taking a U-turn, "Yes, but in the morning when he told me that he was going to surprise me, I understood that the bouquet did not come from Emir's side. Maybe I can have another friend who wants to make me feel special." I then drive silently. Dad doesn't ask me anymore so I can focus on the road.
After some minutes of driving, we reached home. We both get down the car and walk into the house.
My father goes to handle the party related work and I go shopping with my friend Sonia as per his orders. I'm excited and so is she.
We both reach the shopping mall. Soniya runs inside as soon as she comes out of the car. I go after her after glancing at my bodyguards. Even here my father did not leave me alone. I huff and roll my eyes at them. They know but don't react to anything. Even if they react, I cannot see anything because of their dark glasses.
Coming inside, Sonia sees many clothes. My bodyguards hovering around us didn't bother her in the slightest but I couldn't concentrate on my shopping. I know this. I know why I am feeling uneasy again. Because I feel the same sight around me again. Somebody is staring at me.
I think so because I have been having this feeling for many years. For many years, I feel that someone is keeping an eye on my every activity every moment.
I look around but find nobody. I run my eyes around the hall but nothing suspicious comes to my sight. Is it my overthinking once again?
I sigh and come back to the clothes once again. A boy is carrying a dummy and Sonia's eyes fall on the clothes of that dummy. She stops him and asks him to take the dress out for her. She wants to check it.
"Do you like it?" She asks me.
"Yeah, it's..." I trail off, touching the fabric, "It's nice."
She grins at me and rushes into the changing room. I glance at the closed door before looking for other dresses.
There are a lot of dresses but I am not able to pay attention to anyone. He's looking at me and I don't know why. I can't be wrong in this sense because I have been feeling this for a long time. I don't know what the person wants!
To distract my mind, I start looking at the dresses. Very nice and the fabric is soft too. My fingers slip through that muslin cloth and I can't help but chuckle. I remember that Sonia does not like such fabrics. She always makes annoyed faces whenever such clothes come into touch with her skin. I am surprised she does not like such soft clothes.
But every person has his own preference.
My eyes were fixed on the cloth and my fingers were touching the fabric that suddenly a hand grabs my hand. My eyes widen and I gasp.
The hand is veiny and some hair is visible on the back of it. I see that the thumb of that hand caresses my skin, making me gulp yet I'm like a statue. My widened eyes move up but find no one. I frown and immediately look at the other side of that stainless steel cloth hanger but find nothing.
My frown deepens when I find nobody. I look around and my eyes fall on Peter. His brows bend suspiciously and I just shake my head, not wanting him to inquire about the things right here and right now. But I'm sure I saw a hand and…
"Hey sweetie, how am I looking?" I hear Soniya's voice and turn around. My worries leave me for a second and let my eyes roam around the dress she is wearing.
"Gorgeous," I murmur, looking at her face again.
"Thank you!" She exclaims. I nod and look around again. I know that I am not wrong and I know that this person is somewhere around me.
"What happened, Heer? What are you searching for with those hooded eyes?" She chuckles behind me. I turn and just shake my head, "No, nothing."
She gives me a nod. I again check around me and I think I'm a fool who's staring at everyone like a stupid. I huff and suddenly Soniya grabs my shoulder.
"Look, check this one…" she tells me, showing me a dress which is shorter than any knee length. It's shining and eye-catching. It's damn alluring and will perfectly suit my body. I nod and take the dress with me in the changing room.
I come into the large changing room. It's really large and comfortable too but I don't know why, here too, I'm feeling someone else's presence with me.
I gulp down my lump and close my eyes. Nothing is here with you, you're just overthinking! I try to calm myself and look into the mirror. I notice my reflection. I'm scared once again.
I walk closer to the mirror and touch my face's reflection. The color of my face is blown up. It is clear that I am uneasy once again. I take a deep breath and turn around.
Knowing that I am alone here, I am panicking unnecessarily. I nod at myself in understanding and stretch the peach curtains. I take off my jacket and then my top. The air around me touches my skin and makes me shiver suddenly. I take the dress and glance at it for once. Ever since I have come here, I do not feel like taking off my clothes at all. Don't know why the thought of having someone's eyes fixed on me is tormenting my mind and heart. It's really horrible. I close my eyes once again, hoping to calm down my heart but all of a sudden the air around me stops and now my suspicion increases that there is someone else in this room other than me. Apart from the darkness in front of my eyes, a pair of eyes comes which shakes my soul. I quickly open my eyes and take a deep breath. That moment of a few seconds proved to be so terrifying for me that my breath got stuck.
I start to take deep breaths and instead of changing clothes, I quickly come running outside wearing my top and hanging the jacket and that dress on my forearm.
As soon as I come out, I go to Sonia. Seeing me in such a condition, she gets nervous and asks what happened to me. I just shake my head, "N-nothing, Soniya."
She holds my arms, "Hey, tell me! What happened that made you seem so scared?" in a low voice. She doesn't want my bodyguards to take actions here between the crowd.
"S-Soniya… There was someone..someone in the changing room!" I tell her, my voice is low. She frowns, "Who?"
"I-I don't know! You know that I have been feeling for a long time that there is someone who keeps watching me. Everytime!"
Now she sighs. She looks at me and holds my hand. She makes me sit on the couch and then sit next to me. I keep watching her confusingly.
"Once again!" She huffs. I frown, "I-I'm not lying, Soniya you know!"
"Oh c'mon Heer! I always believe you. But it is probably your fear that never wants to end. I know you will not lie but try to understand one thing carefully!" I listen to her. She takes a deep breath before telling me, "You told me that from the age of seventeen, you feel the stare of a stranger on yourself moment by moment. Four years have passed since this time, but in these four years have you received any threatening letter, sms, call, anything?" She looks into my eyes and says, "No! I know you didn't! So why did he wait so much for these four years? If a madman had followed you, he would have shown his color within a year, but till now nothing like this has happened."
She pats my cheek where I'm completely lost in her explanation. She's right.
"Do you know the reason? You just get scared quickly. You think about a small thing all day long. Then that little thing turns into a big worry and the result is this pale face of yours."
I agree with Soniya at this point. It has eased my anxiety but not ended it. It is not that I doubt my own friend but I do not doubt myself either. I am sure that I am not a mental patient. The examples she gave me are not wrong but fully support her point.
A fear is such a thing that can make anyone weak.
I nod at her.
She gives me her cheeky grin and asks about checking the other dress. I shake my head quickly.
"Are you still?" She frowns.
"No no, Sonia! Actually I like this dress. I want to buy this only." I tell her honestly. Even though I haven't checked it, I saw how perfectly created it was. Its color is beautiful and bright too. If I wear simple clothes in a big hall with flaring, then it might not even look good. The fitting of the clothes is also very good according to me. I know my size.
"That's good!" She tells me and takes the dress from my hands. "Let's leave then?" She asks. I nod and get up.
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Grabbing the bags, we both walk to my car when suddenly I hear a familiar voice calling my name. I look around and find Emir.
He's standing two cars away from me. His car is standing next to him and he's smiling at me.
"Emir!" I go to him. Soniya follows me.
"How are you doing?" He asks me, pulling me for a hug. "Good," I tell him, wrapping my arms around his waist and feeling his warmth.
"That's nice," he smiles and looks behind, "Hey Soniya! How are you?" He asks her. She nods, "Great. What about you, chocolate boy?" She chuckles and so he does, "Fine…" his answer comes with, "I'd like to spend some time with my Heer. Would you mind if I go out with her?"
"Yeah sure, but I didn't take my car." Soniya tells him. He nods, "Don't worry, the bodyguards will see." Soniya narrows her eyes, scrunching up her nose. We both chuckle.
"Take my car!" I tell her. Her smile comes back.
"Yeah, that's good. But it's new. I don't think Soniya would be able to handle new features," once again he chuckles after annoying Soniya.
"Nah, she will," I hand her the key and call Peter. He's the most friendly with me.
"I will reach home with Emir. Tell this to Dad, although I will tell him too, but you can explain to him that I do not want any bodyguard around me with Emir." I tell him. He nods, "But this can be dangerous!"
I pout, "Please Peter!" I request him and that's it. He sighs in defeat and gives me a nod, "But as soon as there is something harmful, you must inform me." I nod at him and sat in Emir's car. He takes a seat next to me and starts driving.
"Even to this day, Yusuf Uncle did not leave you alone!" He asks and chuckles after driving for a few minutes.
"Yeah. And wouldn't even leave for a while if you don't come." I complain, chuckling with him. "He's so caring..." he suddenly stops chuckling and looks at me. I nod with a smile. He's not wrong.
"Well you tell me Emir, where will you take me now?" I ask him. He looks at me from the corner of his eye. I wait for his answer, looking at his handsome face.
"Mm, I actually don't know. I just wanted to spend some time with you," he tells me. I smile, "Let's go to a coffee shop then?"
"That's nice," he smiles and starts to drive there.
HEERThe dark night descends. Clouds surround the entire sky. Cold winds begin to blow, but this time at a faster rate, with even more chill. Our house has lit up in this utter darkness. It's beautiful even, isn't it?Both make each other beautiful. This light pricks the eyes of the people in front of the sun, but the darkness gives it a presence in the eyes of the people, making it a necessity for the people. And the light also gives beauty to the darkness. Nowadays, people like darkness more than light.I also came down prepared. Everything is decorated very beautifully like every year. The whole house is once again lit up with light. On my birthday, my father always lights up the house, because he always tells me that I came like a light in his life. As always my father's rich friends have come, with whom my
Waking up in the morning, when Heer came for breakfast after getting ready, her father asked her in concern after seeing her red nose and moistened eyes, "What happened, Heer? Are you fine?"Huffing, she nodded her head, "Yes, dad, just aa—achooo!" she sneezed in the middle, covering her nose, she groaned loudly in utter frustration. Yusuf shook his head slowly and called his man. Just his one word, and a tall and bulky man came behind him, bowing down to him, uttering, "Okay, sir." As he understood what his boss wanted to command him.He immediately understood what Yusuf wanted to say, so nodded at him. Once Heer had her breakfast, their family doctor came to check on her. As cold is not a very big disease, so accordingly she prescribed medicine to Heer, but her cold was enough to create a stir in Yusuf's heart.
So today that day had come when Heer was going to be Emir’s. After a few hours, both of them were about to be in a relationship. In such a bond that no one could separate them. A sacred bond was now about to be tied. A word of God was about to be fulfilled once again that the man would be separated from his parents and by marrying a woman they would become one flesh.Heer was very happy today. No one could even guess her happiness, after all she was going to marry the one whom she loved very much. She had known him since her mother had passed away and they changed town.By now she was ready and had come to church. She saw Emir standing at a distance in front of Jesus. He was looking really very handsome in his black tuxedo. His blonde hair perfectly gelled and settled backwards. Emerald eyes, scanning Heer from up to down. That's what he
His eyes were getting buried in Heer's body. It was as if he could see her soul. His sharp eyes were piercing her body."If I let you go then you'll marry him, right...?" He squinted his eyes with a perfect devilish smirk on his thin pink lips. She wanted to nod but the fear inside her wasn't letting her move even an inch. She kept staring at him with her wide-opened eyes and soon his head tilted towards the man standing behind.She followed his gaze and gulped hard when she found him staring at her Emir.Oh no, what's running in his brain?There was a little hope in her heart now. Her parents were also waiting for the man's next step because they never knew about it. Yusuf had become aware of Sanam's intentions in no time. Emir's family was not a
HEEREmir must be missing me. It can never happen that he leaves me and goes away. No way! He can never leave me. He has loved me immensely, unconditionally, he has promised to my soul that he will not leave me anywhere. He can't live without me, nor can I! Then why was he going away from me!"I've to...Heer, but I truly love you, I swear.…" He smiles at me, pinching the skin of his throat like a little kid and swearing his words. He used to behave like this in childhood too. Even in childhood, he used to swear like an innocent child to prove himself true."No, Emir…. How can you leave me like this?" I ask him, trying to hold his hand but he just moves back, as if he is trying to avoid my touch.Is he u
Feeling a stinging pain from shoulder to collarbone on the left side, Heer jolted up from her sleep. A screech left her lips when she got up suddenly from her sleep in utter pain. Where she felt the pain, her skin pulled all of a sudden as if someone had pricked it with some cruelty.She felt like several needles were being pressed against her skin so ruthlessly, and that thought made her get up from her sleep.Still, her shoulder and especially the left side of her chest was aching. She groaned and palmed her chest to comfort herself but she found something rough flat thin on her skin.With concern, her hand began to grope on her own shoulder.She was confused, scared and shivering badly. She couldn't comprehend the thing on her skin but then her
Her heartbeats quickened. Hearing such a thing from Sanam, her heart sank like an urge for emotions. For a moment as if everything had stopped. Sanam's heart started beating in her ears. A different rhythm was formed which numbed Heer and the cruel pleasure offered by Sanam enveloped her. She refused to think anything because she was only understanding what the passion of getting in Sanam was, which was forcing him to show her again and again that he had met her before.When? Did she even see him? Did he touch her that time? What did they talk about with each other at that time?She was hell confused.Suddenly Sanam turned her to face him and she gasped. She came to her senses and again thought of begging him to let her go, but even her words were dead inside.
He drags her and takes her back towards the house. She was flailing in his iron-like grip, but Sanam could not feel even the slightest sense of her pain. His grip was gripping her wrist even more. He was adding to her pain."Please! Leave me...it's...it's hurting," she begged helplessly, trying to pull her hand back. He didn't answer her but kept dragging her towards a room.He dragged her to a room and threw her on the bed. She stumbled on the bed, but as soon as she tried to get up, Sanam imprisoned her by sticking both of his arms on either side of Heer. She was caged in between him and the bed, looking at him, trembling badly.Anger was making him blind. Maybe he himself doesn't know what he can do to her. He is unaware of his own limits. He hated the thought that Heer tried to run away.
At the end of my book, I would like to thank you all very much. I wanted to write this book just to remove the frustration hidden inside me because I cannot speak. What is filled inside me, I can get out only through pen, but you have given love to my work, I am thankful to you. While writing about Heer and Sanam, I have fallen in love with them, so I want to take the Da'ud family forward. I want to write about his son, and even I've started portraying my ideas. Soon, I'll publish his offspring's story, which would be darker, of course. But guys, I don't want to do it now. Actually, I believe writing isn't what you do in a hurry and by doing that, I don't want to ruin the story, so you've to wait and I promise, I'll give you something better than Madness. For that, just remember my penname, Mastaani. You'll find the second book of Da'ud's family soon. Thank you for giving your time, Stay blessed and stay happy, and untill Da'ud's next book, give a cha
SANAM I feel a finger poking my cheek softly. It dips and then withdraws itself occasionally. The touch is familiar and loving. Whenever it touches my skin, I feel good, but not when the touch disappears. My eyes are closed but now I am awake. I know the person who is playing with me right now. My Heeriye. "What happened, love?" I ask her, still eyes closed. She stops poking my cheek and now rests her soft palm on it. She rubs her thumb on my cheek before pushing it up and caressing my cheekbone. My lips stretch into a small smile. Every act done by her makes me crazy. She is always good and cute. But sexy as well. "I want ice cream, Sanam." Is what the answer comes. Surprised by her other kind of demand, I sn
HEERBut my fists suddenly go up to punch his chest and he dramatically rubs his chest."I can't believe you thought sex isn't good for baby during pregnancy?"His tongue comes out and he licks his bottom lip, squeezing his eyes."I'd no idea," he brings out, raking his hair.I can't help but chuckle, "How cutely you react!"He joins me, getting up on his knees and pulling down his sweats, following his briefs. He hovers over me and then kisses on my forehead, whispering, "Means we can make love every night…"His mouth travels to my cheek, jaw, neck and then chest.
HEER"And this one?" I ask him, picking up a frame and showing it to him.As he is busy collecting all the frames, he looks at me and utters, "Didn't I tell you to stay away from this?"I furrow, "I'm totally fine!""I know, but my baby…" he trails off and walks towards me. His hand holds the frame from my hands and he takes it smoothly. I keep staring at him and I am really mad because he is not letting me do anything.He stares at the picture with a smile. "This is when you joined your new high school and by your smartness, you got many friends."I quickly get up and glance at my own picture and then I realise he is totally right.
HEEROur fingers interlock while we look into each other's eyes. My lips unconsciously twitched upwards into a little warm smile when he snaked his arm around my waist. I put my hand on his shoulder and then he flushed my body against his.We start moving our bodies according to the rhythm. I keep looking into his eyes, admiring his features.He is looking like the happiest person on this earth. The most handsome man is in front of me and I can't stop admiring his features.His dark locks which are gelled are now a bit tousled. He looks younger when those locks kiss his forehead. They fall when he tilts his head, looking into my eyes. I have touched them, threaded my fingers and tugged on them. I know how smoothly they escape my hold and I love the feeling.&nbs
SANAMI stretch my hand back when I wipe the tears off her cheekbones.She takes a deep breath and vows, "Sanam…" she chuckles softly as she bites on her rosy bottom lip. She is nervous. But keeping that cheeky smile on her face, she continues, "...Ever since I started loving you unconditionally and irrevocably, I have only dreamed of spending my life with you. Saw such a dream which is being fulfilled today by the will and mercy of God. What can be a more beautiful and blessed day than this when both of us are going to become each other in front of the most supreme and high and almighty God."She chuckles, trying to hide those tears which already made their way to her chin. She blinks before saying further, "...since we have been together, you've made me feel more complete, more alive and have shown me t
HEERGetting ready, I look at my reflection in the mirror. The lady covers my head and sets the veil on my hair."You're looking so beautiful," she praises me, holding my shoulders from behind. I smile at her as a response. She nods and suddenly the door of the room opens, earning our attention. As we both look in the direction, I find dad standing there."Dad," I whisper, smiling at him. He genuinely smiles at me and walks towards me while I stand up to give him a hug."You're looking so beautiful, Heer, just like your mother," he whispers, rubbing his palm on my back and I can tell, he is just about to cry.The lady smiles warmly at me before leaving us alone.
SANAMToday is the day I eagerly waited for. Today that dream was about to come true which had tormented me many nights. I am very happy because today I am going to marry my sweetheart, my Heeriye…Today I am going to make her my own in front of the whole world and the thought makes me grin automatically."Oh, my bro is grinning on his own?" I hear Iqrar's voice from my side. He said in amusement and I glared at him."Don't be shy my honey," he chuckles, throwing his arm on my shoulder. I chuckle with him but the nervousness inside me does not let me chuckle wholeheartedly.When I look in front, I see mother Jennifer entering the church. She had arrived al
HEERHe then glares at Sanam, who is on the floor and the corner of his lips is bleeding. That is how badly dad has punched him, and then he yells at him, "You tried to fuck my daughter behind my back, huh?"My eyes widen when I hear him. He got to know it! Sanam's reaction is the same as mine and we hear dad uttering, "You think I'll never get to know your dirty deeds, huh?""You cunt man!" He again grabs his collar and punches across his face. I hurriedly try to hold his arm but his loud voice makes me shiver and he glares at me, telling me to stay away from this all through his eyes."Please dad, don't…" I mumble, pleading through my eyes and voice."Sir, I can explain, please listen to—,