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fanaa(part II)
hamza jaskirat singh rangi × oc (nafisa)
"good afternoon who am i talking to right now?"
"this is zunaira from kashmir, is this nafisa on the other side?"
"yes-"
"this call is initiated by the indian government, you need to come to kashmir by tomorrow the flight and hotel details will be sent to you on this number, if you are not aware of it, it's for the upgradation on your legal documents so it would be advised if you don't overlook this call thank you jai hind"
nafisa collapsed on the floor as she covered her mouth crying.
"jaskirat please don't react till we enter the court, remember, only inside the court you can talk to her not outside, the media is already out there, you are not a spy for them you are a soldier whose wife is kashmiri, they don't even know the faces of the story they are waiting for so don't let your emotions get in between", said sanyal squeezing his hand inside the car.
all jaskirat could do was nod, after all in his mind only one thought was there
the thought that he is finally seeing her, after a whole month he is finally seeing her.
as he entered the court all the eyes fell on him, but his eyes were searing for hers
"nafisa nahi aayi abhi tak sir?", said jaskirat still looking for her
"i think abhi tak toh nahi, aajayegi tum betho"
jaskirat nodded as he sat down
after a few minutes, the door opened again
and there she was
taking small yet uncertain steps towards court
jaskirat looked over to see who came
he paused
her
it was her
seeing her like this made his breath uneven
nafisa didn't spare him a glance as she walked ahead and sat next to her advocate
all jaskirat could do was look at her
her hair is covered with her blue pashmina as her curls still peek out
her kohl filled eyes swollen and red as she cried during her journey
both her hands on her now visible baby bump as she nervously tugged at the end of her pashmina shawl
soon the judge came and everyone stood up,
"good morning please sit down"
he looked first at nafisa and then jaskirat
he gave a quick nod to the person behind him, indicating to show him the documents
he read the documents and told sanyal to stand in the witness box to explain his misson
sanyal briefly explained the motive and killings in dhurandhar as nafisa sat there processing.
"okay, yeh central government ka take hai so there's nothing much i or kashmir goverment can have a say, does nafisa wants to question anything?"
nafisa slowly walked towards the dock, she looked at sanyal as she asked
"mein hi kyu?, aur mujhe kyu nahi maara? mein bhi toh rehman bhai ki behen thi"
sanyal looked at her with hesitation and whispered to his advocate to say to nafisa's advocate that it will be later disclosed after her decision
nafisa's advocate understood that it was a confidential reason and quickly told nafisa to take back her question
nafisa scoffed out a breath as she took back her question
the judge then told the courtroom staff to bring out the camera
nafisa confusingly asked her advocate why a camera is being placed
the advocate replied, "it's for proof that aage jaakar agar tum apne decision se back out karo so woh yeh tumhare against use kar sakte hai so please think wisely and then decide"
nafisa took in a deep breath as her hands started sweating
once the camera was placed in a way that she didn't even know where the camera was the judge asked her
"pehla, kya aap nafisa ali mazari apne hosho awaaz mein yeh maanti hai ki woh ab nafisa ali mazari se nafisa singh rangi hongi? yaa phir apna pehla, nafisa rehman baloch naam rakhengi, dusra, kya aap hamza ali mazari, ab jaskirat singh rangi ke sath apna nikaah rakhna chahengi yaa unhe talaaq dena chahengi, aur aakhri, ki kya aap pakistan chordh kar hindustan mein rahengi yaa pakistani hi rahengi? aapko aadhe ghante ka waqt diya jaata hai aap apna faisala aadhe ghante mein aake pesh kare, the court is giving 30 mins of break, you may all go"
nafisa slowly walked out of the box and sat down on her chair, her hands quickly went towards her belly as her mind went back to one of their memories
"tumhe mere naam se chid hai kya?"
"kyu aise kyu bolrhi ho"
"nahi, jab dekho har jagah nafisa ali mazari hai, kahi par bhi baloch hai hi nahi"
"woh isliye kyunki tum biwi ho meri par agar tumhe tumhara surname pasand hai toh tum baloch change karlo"
"nahi bas, chordho par humara agar ladka hoga toh uska naam bhai pe rakhenge"
"jaisi tumhari marzi malkin"
she swallowed a sob as she remembered this conversation with him
she told her advocate that she is going out to have some air and went outside the court room and stood taking the support of the pillar
her hands went inside her kurti as she pulled out a cigarette, she tried to light, but her lighter didn't work she was about to remove the cigarette from between her lips when suddenly someone lighted her cigarette from behind
she didn't even look back because from the hands she knew who it was
she was about to leave when she heard him say
"hum dono ke liye nahi toh bache ke liye sochna, jitna woh tumhara hai utna meri bhi"
"aur haan, pregnancy mein toh cigarette chordh do, bache pe asar padega"
nafisa gave him a look over her shoulder and then went inside, crushing the cigarette between her fingers
"i hope aapne soch liya hoga apna faisala please bataye hue format mein apna faisala sunaye"
nafisa slowly walked towards the box and gripped the bar in front of her
she took a deep breath in as she spoke
"mein nafisa ali mazari, yeh jaante hue ki ham- jaskirat singh rangi ne reh- rehman baloch, bhabhi jaan aur mere bhanje ki maut ki hai, mein usse talaq, mein usse talaq nahi de- deti", she said breaking down when she mentioned rehman.
she continues
"mei- mein hindustan mein jaskirat ke sath rehna chahungi- jab tak mera bacha bada nahi hojata, aur mera naam nafisa ali mazari nahi, nafisa al- rehman baloch hoga"
during this jaskirat looked at her as his eyes were filled with tears he knew that she doesn't want to live with him but she has to for the sake of their child.
"theeke iss faisale se court ko koi aitraz nahi hai aapko kuch documents diye jaayenge unpe aapko sign karna hoga and then aap jaa sakti hai"
nafisa nodded as she cried, she covered her mouth from her shawl as she went to her advocate
the advocate understanding how difficult it must be for her gives her a hug
after a few minutes she pulled back from the hug and went to jaskirat
"uska dhyaan rakhna, abhi bhi pyaar karti hai iskeliye tumhare pass aarhi hai neto usme itni himmat hai ki woh ek bache ko paal le akele", she said patting his back and went outside the court
jaskirat nodded, he slowly walked towards nafisa
nafisa looked back as if sensing him behind her
he looked at her as he slowly raised his hands and hovered above her cheeks, hesitant to touch her and said, "ghar aaja nisa"
nafisa looked at him as tears were still in her eyes as she slowly raised her one hand and took his one hand to keep it over her bump as she replied,
"aur koi option bhi hai mere pass hamza"
so yeesehahsh likh diya, I am thinking of ending this here, if you have any idea of ki aage kya ho sakta hai do tell me so if man Kiya ill write it (mujhe toh yaha tak hi theek lag raha hai)
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fanaa (part 1)
destruction of self; "destroyed in love"
hamza jaskirat singh rangi × oc(nafisa)
"you did good jaskirat", said sanyal patting his hand and leaving the room to give jaskirat some space
jaskirat looked at the window in front of him, eyes filled with all the tiredness and one regret
not of killing rehman or iqbal
but of leaving behind nafisa, leaving behind the girl he loved with all his heart, destroying the life of a girl whose only fault was to love him.
he still remembers every sob and tear of her's when she got to know about his identity
"bolo na hamza, fucking speak", she screamed crying, sitting on the marble floor, her dark red anarkali sprawled all over the floor as she pointed the gun towards him, her hands trembling,
"mein kya kuch nahi thi tumhare liye kya yeh sab hai ek saajish thi?, mera ishq tumhare liye kuch mayne nahi rakha tha yeh sab karne se pehele?, she whispered, her throat hurting from screaming, her kajal spread through her now red cheeks as the tears ran down continuously, her eyes red from tears, her curls all messed up as the duppata was on the floor long forgotten.
jaskirat took a long breath as he snapped out of the flashback, his hands tightened around the sides of his trouser as he thought of what she must be going through now.
spotting a chair near he grabbed the chair and sat, his hands went to the inside of his coat as he pulled out a photo
it was of him and nafisa,
he stood beside her as he was looking at the camera smiling, his hands were on her waist, holding her tightly.
and then his gaze went to the nafisa
nafisa looked at him smiling, her eyes filled with love and care as her hands were wrapped around his torso.
looking at this picture, jaskirat broke down immediately, he pressed the photo against his lips and kissed the photo multiple times while crying as if he was kissing nafisa.
in the evening, jaskirat recieved a message from sanyal saying that he needs to meet him for important talk regarding the mission.
as he reached, sanyal told him to sit in front of him
"arey aao, betho yaha pe, tumhare liye chai manga deta hu, sugar yaa no sugar?"
"namak ke sath"
sanyal stared at him for a few moments and placed the order for the tea.
"dekho mein abhi kuch aisa bolne wala hu, joh shayad mere- you can say mere usulo ke khilaaf hai par mein aisa karrha hu kyunki mein nahi chahta ki uski zindagi barbaad ho na uske pet mein palne wale bache ki", said sanyal removing his glasses as he looked at him knowing
"kya baat kar rahe hai aap", said jaskirat straightening up
"nafisa, nafisa baloch, tumhe pata hai 4 saal ki thi woh jab mene usse dekha tha pehli baar, khoyi hui thi woh, apni maa se bhaag ke aayi thi aur galti se border paar kardi thi woh toh mein uss samay tha border pe toh mene dekha usse, mujhse kitni madad maangi thi 'uncle mujhe apne sath le jaaye meri amma bohot zulm karti hai' mera haath keech kar boli rote rote woh par mein kya kar pata, baloch thi woh, bina legal formalities mein usse india mein nahi rakh pata, mene uss se wada kiya ki mein usse apne pass le aaunga aur usse wapas border ke uss paar bhej diya"
meanwhile, jaskirat looked at him as tears rolled down his face
"aur jab mere man mein dhurandhar bana, tab mene socha ki uss ladki ko iss desh bhi le aaunga iss mission se kuch bhi karke, par tab tak der hogyi thi, mujhe pata chala woh rehman ki behen thi, tab mene socha shayad tumhare through mein usse yaha laa sakta hu, apna kiya hua vaada pura kar sakta hu-"
"aapko pata bhi hai uspe kya beet rahi hogi"
"jaski-"
"nahi sir, mujhe pata hai, meri sachai jaane ke baad tut gayi thi woh, abhi tak mere man mein wahi raat aati hai, bina aankhon mein paani aaye woh mujhse nazrien nahi mila paati thi, uske hath kaapte the mujhe choone se pehle uss raat ke baad"
"toh nahi, mein nahi chahta ki woh ab wapas uss dard ko sahe joh sirf aapke 'usoolo' ki wajah se horha hai"
sanyal pinched the bridge of his nose as he exhaled
"woh hindustan aayegi, agar tum chaho"
jaskirat looked at him, his eyes widened
"yeh- yeh- aisa yeh ho sakta hai?"
"haan, iske liye tumhe yaha bulaya hai mene"
"par yeh uski marzi se hoga"
jaskirat looked at him in confusion
"kya marzi?"
"dekho legally tum abhi bhi uske husband ho, toh vancouver mein agar woh rahegi spouse mein tumhara naam hamza ali mazari hi rahega joh aage jaakar usko aur tumhare hone wale bache ko dikkat dega officially toh iskeliye hum soch rahe the usse kal kashmir ke court mein bulvakar ek baar puchle ki usse tumhara asli naam rakhna hai yaa phir"
"yaa phir kya?"
"tumhe talaaq dena hai"
jaskirat's breath halted as he heard that, he thought
'its for her own good if she leaves me'
but will she or not?
read meri jannat ka rasta and sobbed like anything ( back story ka credit to the author) and literally dreamt this idea so here i am writing it, i don't think it's that good as i have never written for hamza but let's seeee⭐
do commenttt, love you alllll💌
I don't mean to be rude and generally I have no problem with dhurandhar fanfics (for any character) but why are you using the name ilyas kashmiri in any way shape or form ?? that's just weird and disgusting. Again I have no problem with major Iqbal fics but why use that monster's name, I don't get it.
soo I am using the name because major iqbal is ilyas kashmiri if you are not aware so if you are reading any major iqbal fics you are reading ilyas kashmiri fics, and even I thought it was pretty weird to use the name but I wanted to give the character a little depth as the series is based in the 90s where major iqbal was young and I wanted to portray him a little soft and in free state but I am going to change from ilyas to iqbal as it was bugging me also a little, but yeah that's all I can say!
hosh ruba
chapter 3
"kya?"
iqbal said nothing but stared at her
"iqbal mujhe lagta hai aap abhi sahi haalat mein nahi ho, ruko mein paani-"
"haan yaa na aasiya"
aasiya looked at him nervously yet panicked as she answered
"iqbal agar brigadier ko galti se bhi pata chala ki mein aapse 2-"
"woh mein sambhalunga, mein aapko kuch nahi hone dunga mujhe bas itna batadijiye kya aap mere sath nikaah karna chahti hai? apne naam ke aage kashmiri laga sakti hai?"
aasiya paused for a second, she looked at with hesitation in her eyes as she nodded
"hume pakka jawab chaiye aasiya, yeh sirf meri nahi aapki zindagi bhi badal dega soch samjh ke jawaab dijiye"
aasiya let out a sigh as she buried her face in her hands, she thought of all the consequences that she would face if the brigadier got to know about her true identity, (if iqbal got to know about her true identity)
after taking a few minutes, she slowly pulled her head up from her hands as she looked at the ground, she slowly took his hands in hers as she looked at him with tears in her eyes and said slowly
"haan karungi mein aapse nikaah par- par meri kuch sharte hai"
iqbal looked at her in slight confusion as he leaned forward enough that they could feel each other's breath
"aur kya hai aapki sharte?"
"pehli, aap mere saare calls uthayenge haan koi important meeting ho tab maana nahi utha paaye par baaki time uthana hi hai,
dusri, aap meri asliyat ko apne abba se har mushkil mein dur rakhenge mere liye nahi par aapke liye
aur aakhri, aap ghar roz 8 baje tak aajayenge kisi bhi haalat mein yeh 11 baje nahi chalega mere sath"
iqbal looked at her in disbelief as he let out a scoff which turned into a smile
"pehle do ke toh theeke yeh, yeh aakhri ka kya hai? aapko kisne bataya ki hum 11 baje aate hai? koi spy lagaya hai mere peeche"
"sab pata hota hai hume", said aasiya sniffling as she didn't realise she was crying
iqbal just moved his head in amusement as he pulled her towards him from her waist making her sit on his lap
"phir humari bhi sirf do sharte hai"
aasiya looked at him in confusion as raised eyebrows asking what it were as she whispered copy cat
"pehli, ki aap ko kabhi kuch bhi pareshani ho aap mujhe turant batayengi khud usse suljhane ki koshish nahi karengi, aapka shohar hone ki naate humara farz hai ki hum aapki saari takleefe suljahye
dusri, ki aap yeh hijab ki jagah duppata pehengi, aapko aise dekh kar hi hume ghootan mehsoos hota hai, nikaah ke baad aapki ammi nahi aapki apne upar hukmat hogi, waise bhi phir hum aapke sunhere baal dekh paayenge pehli baar"
aasiya hearing this looked at him in admiration
her mother being a conservative never let her show her hair to anyone, not even her own brother, she used to complain about it first but then she moulded herself into it, for her education she had to beg her brother to convince her mother then only her mother agreed for her higher education
"theeke, last wale mein thoda time lag sakta hai", said aasiya looking down playing with the buttons of his vest
iqbal stared at her as she looked down not able to look into his eyes
"itni bhi haseen mein nahi hu joh aap aise tukur tukur dekh rhe hai", said aasiya blushing as she felt his stare
iqbal looked at her with a smile as he pressed his forehead to her side
"aap se zyada haseen aur kya hi ho sakta hai meri jaan"
aasiya looked at him blushing as she said
"aapka pyaar mere liye"
iqbal entered his room quietly and sat down on the chair
all he could think was of when and how he and aasiya can get married
first he would have to convince her mother
then he would have to hide his marriage from his father
and then the last
convince mir
he buried his face in his face as he tried to process all the things which he had to get done
"ya allah ab sab tere haath mein hai", he whispered to himself
he quickly pulled out his diary as he noted down all the things he had to get done
once he finished writing, at the end he wrote something which gave him a little motivation
"aasiya ilyas kashmiri"
he put his pen down as he stared at the 3 words in front of him.
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chapter 2
"sajid jitne jaldi yeh tum manga skte ho mangao, hume pata hai laga hai iske boxes ab kuch hi bache hai aur aaj ghar nahi jaoge kya 10 baj chuke hai"
"jee major nahi woh thoda aur kaam bacha hai, laiye sheet dejiye- acha aapke liye ek call aaya tha"
"acha, mein dekhta hu tum jao"
iqbal quickly looked at the landline in front of him as his mind went blank
before he does anything stupid he quickly rang bashir's number
"bashir kya hua? sab theek toh haina?"
"aap jaldi ghar aaiye, kuch theek nahi hai"
ever since iqbal had started working he has told bashir that if his father does anything which might hurt his mom or anyone else
he should call him on this landline
and this was the first time
he has called on this landline.
"mein aata hu, tum abba ko sambhalo, yaad rahe bashir amma ko kuch nahi hona chaiye", iqbal said shivering as he tried to get up from his chair
iqbal walked out of his cabin in a hurry and quickly went home by car
as he reached
his hands trembled as he reached it to open the door
before he could have opened the door, his father screaming made him flinch
"mujhe aankh dikha rhi thi, bhul mat shohar hu mein tera, mere ghar mein rehti hai tu, mere paise pe khaati hai"
"tera woh beta, kisi kaam ka nahi, beta toh diya tune par aisa neech beta ki kahi muh dikhane nahi hu mein"
as he entered his eyes looked at the scene
broken table
statues and photo frames destroyed
his father holding her mother's body?
her...
dead
body?
he couldn't process
his father
killed
his own wife
the mother of his own child?
he fell down as he went numb
all he could think was his mother's scared reaction and trembling hands from his past memories
his father knowing that iqbal had entered the room stood up and went to him and lowered himself to his eye level as he caressed his face with the hands which were dripping in his mother's blood
"iqbal kaan kholke sun lo, yeh cheez agar bahar gayi toh tumhara bhi yehi ashar hoga, isse battar ashar hoga, chalo jao bahar jao kal subah aana, jab tak dhoop ghar mein na ghusse tab tak shakal mat dikhana mujhe apni"
after saying this his father stood up as he went back to his room limping
iqbal just stared at the ground as it was slowly turning into red
before the blood could reach him he quickly stood as he left his house
aasiya was peacefully sleeping in her room when she heard her door opening
she quickly turned around and saw iqbal slowly walking towards her
his face covered in handprints of blood
hands trembling
lost gaze towards her
she quickly got up from her bed as she hid her hair from the duppata lying on her bed
she ran to close the door as she looked at him in shock
"iqbal yeh kya pagal panti hai, tumhe pata bhi hai agar koi dekh leta-"
"usne meri ammi ko maar diya siya, meri ammi", he said looking at her still in disbelief
aasiya's eyes widened as she heard what he said
"meri ammi ka kya kasoor tha, woh toh bol bhi nahi sakti na, aasiya meri ammi ko le gaya woh aasiya meri ammi ko bhi nahi chordha" said iqbal breaking down as he fell onto his knees, hands in front of his eyes.
aasiya just stood in front of him not knowing how to comfort him
slowly she sat down on the floor next to him and wrapped her one arm on his shoulder slowly patting him
iqbal looked at her with tears in his eyes as he sensed her hands on his shoulders
they looked at each other for a moment before he started crying again
aasiya just pulled him into her chest as she rocked him gently
"kuch nahi hua ilyas kuch nahi mein hu na, tumhe kuch nahi karega woh chinta mat karo, agar tum chaho toh mein ek baar abbu se-"
"nahi bilkul nahi, iss baar mein hi karunga" said iqbal standing up from her embrace
"iss baar nahi chodhunga isko"
"iqbal hosh mein aao pagal ho gye tum, meri baat suno agar tumne brigadier ko kuch kiya toh tumhari naukri jaayegi, bhul gaye ki tumhe log kaha se milte hai?"
people who were working for iqbal were actually brigadier's people
as iqbal was new, brigadier sent his men to help iqbal create his team to work with because he believed that iqbal was not man enough to make a team.
and the people only worked for iqbal knowing he is brigadier's son, and if they got to know that he killed his dad they would not hesitate to kill him as well
hearing this iqbal stood frozen, all his anger vanished as the reality hit him hard
"par tum honsla mat chordho, hum kuch na kuch raasta nikal lenge", said aasiya caressing his face which was covered in blood which has gone dry.
"aao tum bethe ho mein tumhe saaf kardeti hu", said aasiya as she led him to her bed making him sit on the corner of the bed
iqbal let aasiya do what she wanted to because he knew he didn't have the guts to clean the blood himself
he watched aasiya go to her washroom and come back bringing the cloth and a mug full of warm water
she sat down beside him as she signalled him to face towards her
she slowly dipped the clean cloth in the warm water and slid it against his face gently
once she cleaned his face gently she read a dua and blew it on iqbal's face for his safety
"apna dhyaan rakhiye ilyas, apne liye nahi toh mere liye, aur kuch bhi hoye toh mujhe bas ek baar phone kar dijiye theeke"
iqbal just nodded his face as he gazed at her like she was the only one.
"mujhse nikkah karogi aasiya?"
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hosh ruba
chapter 1
"mujhe kisi bhi qeemat par do hafte mein chaiye-"
"arey iqbal miya kaha aap dhamki dene lage, hume mauka toh de apni wafadari saabit karne keliye waise bhi abhi naye aur jawaan hai thoda tanao kam lein", said khanani laughingly
iqbal looked at him with a slight smirk as he said "theeke khanani sahab, par dhyaan rakhein, jitna jawaan aur naya hu utna hi asar angies bhi hu"
hearing this both the khananis went silent as they nodded their heads and quietly left his cabin.
as they went out
iqbal puffed out a breath of relief and drank water immediately
"arey aaram se iqbal bhai, pehle toh mubaarak ki aapne apni pehli deal karli as a major", said sajid happily as he hugged him
iqbal pulled back and asked, "kisi ka phone toh nahi aaya?
sajid denied saying that no one called on the landline
"kisi ka nayi aaya major, chalien aap woh sab chordhiye aaj ammi ne aapko ghar par khaane bulaya hai, unne pata tha ki aap deal karlenge aaiye aaj humara yaha khaiye"
iqbal nods positively as he pats sajid's back, he was happy, not because sajid's mother invited him, it was because of something else or someone else?
"aasiya madad karo humari kya din bhar kitabein padhti rehti ho", aasiya's mother screamed from the kitchen
"haan haan ammi aayi, pata nahi kon aarha hai",muttered aasiya under her breath, standing up from her bed and fixing her kurta as she went down
"bolein amma kya karein hum aapke liye"
"jaldi se apna woh kya banati ho tum woh- woh gajar halwa haan woh banado"
aasiya nodded her head as she rolled her eyes
as she was making the halwa she heard the doorbell, leaving the spoon on the plate she adjusted her dupatta and made her way to the hall to open the door.
as she opened the door, her breath hitched
it was him
he was laughing with your brother, his eyes closed in happiness, head leaning back and tilted towards your brother, laughter coming out of his mouth, his both hands on his sides
as the laughter slowed down, sajid and iqbal realised the door had been opened for them, iqbal tilted his head straight and saw her.
doe eyes filled with kohl
skin like a swan's feather
maroon anarkali w sleeves till her wrist
with a duppata hiding her hair.
he always thought looking at her was a sin, because her beauty was something that is not made to be looked at but to be admired.
and he knew his father would never agree to marry someone 2 years older than him
he was pulled out of his thoughts when zoya, aasiya and sajid's mother spoke
"arey iqbal beta aagye tum, mubarak mubarak deal pe tumhe, mujhe pata tha ki tum karloge, chalo chalo andar aao tumhara pasandida sab banaya hai"
iqbal thanking god that zoya aunty didn't notice him staring at aasiya, nodded quickly
as he was about to enter aasiya quickly moved to the corner giving him space to go as she was in front of him, iqbal noticing that quickly gave her a glance as he went ahead.
sajid and iqbal sat at the dining table as aasiya and zoya went to bring the food from the kitchen, they were talking about the future deals when he suddenly heard a clinking sound
for some reason he liked the way it sounded
he was about to ask sajid what it is when aasiya came from the kitchen with the bowl filled with curry
as she put the bowl down her bangles made the clinking sound, iqbal realised that the sound was from her bangles
she quickly paced herself back to the kitchen and told her mom to go eat lunch with them as she will handle the halwa
her mom agreed as she went to the table to eat with the boys.
after some time, aasiya also joined them sitting between her mother and iqbal.
as she reached for naan, her hands brushed against iqbal which made her freeze for a second
while iqbal remained calm on the outside but was panicked from inside
aasiya quickly put the naan on her plate and took the curry in haste.
her mother and iqbal were talking when zoya suddenly said, "aur koi ladki pasand hai tumhe?"
this sentence made her freeze as her hands and eyes remained on the naan.
iqbal choked at the question as his eyes widened
"kya- haa- nahi nahi, nahi aunty koi nahi hai"
"acha, par beta dekho, 21 ke hogye ho abhi nahi karoge toh kab, ek yeh hai 23 ki hogyi hai toh bhi saare rishte thukra deti hai pata nahi kya hoga, allah hi jaane"
aasiya just looked down, to divert the topic she saw everyone was done with their food, she whispered her mother that she was going to bring the desert from the kitchen
as she came back, she first served her brother and mother
as she went towards iqbal to serve her hands shivered a little, iqbal was looking at her with intently
after serving him she served herself and sat down,
while sitting her face was down facing the bowl in her hand but her gaze was fixed at iqbal,
after he took the first bite, he said, "bohot hi acha bana hai allah kasam roz aisa khaana mile toh mein roz unke pau chu lu laiye aunty aapke pao chu"
zoya aunty laughed as she said,
"mere nahi phir aasiya ke chuo woh banayi hai itna acha halwa"
iqbal looked at her with eyes filled with curiosity as he whispered to her
"aap itna acha halwa bhi bana leti hai?"
aasiya's cheek turned red as she looked at her bowl and said, "kyu nahi bana skti?"
"bana skti hai, aapki toh har banai cheez achi hoti hai"
aasiya looked at him sternly clearly faking it
iqbal seeing this smiled like a fool as he muttered under his breath
"meri maut ka kaaran banjaogi ek din aap aasiya"
after the talks, sajid said that him and iqbal should head back to work as it was past lunchtime now.
zoya agreed and told aasiya to bid them bye at the door as she was tired and was going to sleep
aasiya nodded as a yes when iqbal told sajid to start the car as he had to freshen up a bit
"mir tum jaakar gaadi mein betho mein aata hu thoda haath muh dhoke"
"theeke", said sajid before going out of the house
iqbal walked towards the kitchen and saw aasiya clearing out the counter, he coughed to get her attention
hearing the cough she quickly looked back and saw iqbal standing there
"woh restroom kaha hoga, thoda muh dhona tha"
aasiya nodded as she gestured her hands to follow him
he quickly followed her and walked behind her
as aasiya was leading him to the restroom, he quickly grabbed her wrists and pulled her inside the restroom.
aasiya was about to scream when he quickly shushed her
"iqbal pagal ho kya, aise kon karta-"
"shh meri jaan, itne dino baad mil rhe hai aapko khushi nahi horhi"
aasiya moved her head playfully as a no as she rested her head on the door behind her
iqbal looked at her in fake shock as he continued the act she was playing
"acha, pata nahi phir kis ladki ka message aaya tha mujhe kal raat 'iqbal aapki yaad aarhi hai-'"
before he could complete his sentence aasiya hit him in the chest as she giggled
"acha bas na, kiya tha miss aapko pata bhi kitna dar gyi thi jab apne mera 2 din call nahi uthaya tha hume laga aapke abba ne phir aapko kuch kiya toh nahi", aasiya said with concern on her face
"aapki dua rehti hai mere pass meri jaan, kuch nahi ho skta mujhe, woh toh bas thoda bohot jhagdte rehte-" he stopped looking at her deadpan face
"acha theeke, sirf hath par maara thoda sa, itna bhi nahi lagi hai"
aasiya moved her head in disappointment and sadness as she wrapped her arms around him and rested her head on his chest
iqbal noticing her sadness quickly wrapped his arms around her too carefully so he doesn't suffocate her, her duppata was enough to suffocate her
after a few seconds she muttered "chale ab jaaiyen bhai aapka intezaar kar rhe honge"
iqbal nodded as he pulled out of the hug, he turned around to face the basin as quickly wetted his hands under the faucet and dried it from the towel hanged on the wall
he turned his face back and saw aasiya looking at him intently.
"kya hua aise kyu dekh rhi ho"
"agli baar kab aayenge aap?"
hearing this he turned towards her fully as he placed his now dry hands on her shoulder
"jald hi, bohot jaldi, waise churiyan ka naap ekdum barbaar liya mene aapke hath ka"
he placed a kiss on her forehead and left the restroom quickly so he doesn't have to look in her eyes.
taglist:
@manjari08 @scentedwolfdragon @d1stytoes62 @zahraluvslilies @goodnightkatherine @layinglowkey @geometric-circle @rini4everdreaming @y0uneversawmehere
if anyone else is there to tagg please do lemme knoww
so sorry for the late update my mind was just so blank to write anything😭
aaj neto kal mein shyad kuch post karu✌🏻
Masterlist
akshaye khanna
a date?
sath mein?
dhurandhar
major iqbal
meri zindagi hai aap
hosh ruba
aesthetics
prologue
ch 1
ch 2
ch 3
uzair baloch
fitoor ho tum meri
hamza ali marazi
fanaa I
fanaa II
tilak varma
will you?
derek d'souza
he has a deep voice too?
i thought it'd be fun to start a new tag game !!
what 6 movies would you take from the criterion closet??
prizzi's honour (1985)
the rocky horror picture show (1975)
black swan (2010)
secretary (2002)
don juan, or if don juan were a woman (1973)
poor little rich girl (1965)
@rayainterrupted111 @cokekittyx @sparklingsonderingdeer @strwbrryblondeyx @strongbabydoll999 @harlotstarlet777 @maneaterc @girlrottinginmyroomallday
thank you sweetheart @trashybabydollangel for the tag! 🤍🤍🤍
Idk which movies are available there but um I guess I'll just list my favs/the ones I would absolutely snatch if they were available :p
la piscine (1969)
girl, interrupted (1999)
dead poets society (1989)
the twelve tasks of asterix (1976)
doomed souls (1975)
pride & prejudice (2005)
I have an emotional attachment to this asterix animated movie. I have seen it sooooo many times but it really is peak cinema idc
and btw I will so watch the movies you would take from the criterion closet, I've wanted to watch don juan or if don juan were a woman since forever 🤭🤭
@sparklingsonderingdeer @c0ca1n3erotica @rayainterrupted111 @harlotstarlet777 @girlrottinginmyroomallday @axeedoll @angelllove333 @maneaterc @coraxoxo @dollyangel7 @mayjailerjumpropequeen @c0la-se1zures @salvatore---girl
ty for all the tags!! @cokekittyx @axeedoll @strongbabydoll999 @girlrottinginmyroomallday
so um: 1.Suspiria (2018)
2.Secretary
3.Vivre Sa Vie
4.Kill Bill:The Whole Bloody Affair
5.Basic Instinct
6.Once upon a time in hollywood
@angelllk1ssed @angelllove333 @dangeroustaintedflawed @coraxoxo @marinaandthefuckers @jenisok and anyone else
mygirl ilysfm @c0ca1n3erotica thankya for the tag💗🪽
aahh
The Virgin suicides
The perks of wallflower
Legally blonde
Mean girls
The ritual
Scary movie (each one of it)
tags: @zahraluvslilies @decayedpoetryy @aishasnoor @goodnightkatherine @g1rlsoconfus1ng🪽
love you @angelllk1ssed thank you for the tag ⭐️
• pride & prejudice
• black swan
• dead poets society
• mean girls
• doomed souls
• cold war
@softurns @twinblueflamee @qalamband @tojisloft
thankyouu @zahraluvslilies for the tagg love youu
paris, texas
days of heaven
girlfriends
the ascent
the perks of being a wallflower
the worst person in the world
@cloudyparadoxqueen @scentedwolfdragon @goodnightkatherine @rayylovesf1

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Prologue
before being called the major iqbal, there was a man, a man who was solely hers.
the meaning of ilyas means devotion to god
but the people in bhimber knew, that ilyas kashmiri is only devoted to her.
here aasiya is 19 and iqbal is 17,
aasiya was coming back from her college, white kurta with a red duppata covering her hair
it was late evening, and the sun had drowned in the clouds as blue hue blended in the sky.
as she was walking, she heard someone hooting and laughingly saying,
"hum ghar chordh dein, kyu apne pairon ko takleef derhi ho"
hearing that she started walking faster ignoring them,
when one of them grabbed her arm, she quickly spat in his eyes, this move made the boy close his eyes in disgust as he unknowingly loosened his grip on her arm
taking the opportunity she quickly ran away not looking behind.
once she reached her house she let out a sigh of relief, she opened the main gate and entered the garden which led to the door of her house.
she walked silently thinking of the moment which happened with her a few minutes ago
as she reached the door, she quickly put on a calm composure and straightened her kurta a bit with her hands.
as she entered, she stumbled into seeing someone in front of her so close,
losing her balance, she closed her eyes and held onto the person's arm thinking she is about to fall
when someone grabbed her by her waist, a firm grip and pulled her towards them
she opened her eyes slowly and realised
it's him.
"itna bhi darwana nahi hu mein, ki dekh ke hi gir jao"
she didn't say anything, she never did
he never heard her voice because she never let him.
she quickly looked away as she pulled back from his grip.
she was about to leave when he asked her something which made her froze,
"duppata kaha hai tumhara siya?"
he looked at her questioning, as if he was interrogating one of his men.
she was about to leave, not answering him when he said again
"aasiya, mene kuch pucha hai tumse"
she turned back looking into his face directly, her eyes so stern as if saying he can do something about it.
he looked back at her deeply, when his gaze went towards her arm
hand imprint on them
red and swollen
he quickly looked at her then completely,
her hair messed up
eyes red
hands holding the handle of her bag tightly
realising what has happened he marched towards her as he pulled her by her arm towards him
his grip was gentle yet strong
but not strong enough to hurt her.
"aasiya kya yeh woh hai jou mujhe lag rha hai"
her gaze went towards his fingers which was holding her arm as she couldn't meet his eyes in fear.
without wasting any time, he left her arm as he held her face and made him look into his eyes and said,
"tum ghabrao mat, mein hu na, dekhta hu kis ko itni himmat hai"
saying this he left her house angrily.
aasiya couldn't do anything but looked at him going, her gaze filled with worry and love.
hheheheh, batao kaisa hai😈👯♀️
taglist:@zahraluvslilies @goodnightkatherine @cloudyparadoxqueen @scentedwolfdragon @geometric-circle @uzairbalochkibiwi @manjari08
character aesthetics</3
written by noor
aasiya mir kashmiri
a 25 year old.
ilyas kashmiri [major iqbal]
a 23 year old.
"meri jism ka har nas tumhari khushboo pechanta hai"
tropes:
reverse age gap (it's just by 2 years)
best friend's older sister
panick × calm
cold to everyone but her
here i present:
hosh ruba</3
playlist will be added soon:)
taglistt
@zahraluvslilies @goodnightkatherine @cloudyparadoxqueen @scentedwolfdragon @geometric-circle @uzairbalochkibiwi @manjari08
since everyone loved the major iqbal and aasiya's fic, i have decided ki i'll make this a series and ussi fic se continue nahi karungi i'll start it from when they got married yeh woh yk ( i am very bad at this sorry😭)
ill start updating after boards
character aesthetics posted!
AQLAAKHHHH 😡😡 - hamza
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Sooo the sweetest QTs , @y0uneversawmehere , @vcantwrite and @hairandjhumkhasintheverandah tagged me so here I gooo
The Origin Of Your Username
So I basically came on Tumblr bcoz I knew that I would be able to find my kinda people, and then all of those sweethearts began to address me as a baddie, and then that was the base idea for the username, when I came back to tumblr itne time ke baadd
I Will Always Order This Food
One thing about me is that there is absolutely nothing I love more than Rajma Chawal, and if a place has Rajma Chawal, it is going to be the first thing on my platee
Overused Emoji
🤭🥹🤩 are literally the only emojis I've been using
Current Favorite Show/movie/book/music?
Show: Modern Family is mera pehla pyaar, I'm watching Grey's Anatomy abhi, Bridgerton obviously
Movie: Dhurandhar has lowkey become my comfort movie now, and a special mention to Tanu Weds Manu Returns (Jimmy Sheirgill da GOAT)
Book: I just finished Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo and I've started reading Letters to Milena>>>
Music: Pura Dhurandhar ka album, Taylor Swift ki entire discography + Short and Sweet by Sabrinaaaa(never beating the white girl allegations)
Last Thing You Hyper Fixated On?
I aggressively began to crochet, to the point where it was the ONLY thing I would do as soon as I came home, till like 4 in the morning 🥹
oddly specific thing that brings you joy?
When people read stuff I wrote and they become a part of it, like they get invested, it so wholesome like aww I was obsessed with this and now you are too like aww ilysmmm
Also, when people remember stuff I told them. Like if I told them that I liked a particular author, I get all of their books on my birthday, that kinda stufff
What Smell Makes You Happy?
Defo gonna be Chocolate and Vanillaaaa
What’s Your Lock Screen?
I'm OBSESSED with Harry Potter so...
Morning, Night, Or Other Type Of Person?
Honestly, neither. Mujhe humesha neend aati hai...
Work/Profession?
Work toh kuch nahi, I'm velli asf, and professionally abhi I'm a studentt
Tags: @ppinkitten @work-of-procrastination @gracelovestars @maraudersbitchesassemble @seasonofthenerd @iblamemaks @cherryyelixir
Thank you for tagging !💙 @vcantwrite and @baddiefication101
The Origin of your Username:
I coined this username of mine 2021 when I first joined social media platforms, and now I use it almost everywhere ! +plus I love stars 😉
I will always order this food:
Chicken Biryani 🙂↕️🤞🏼 one can never go wrong with it
Overused emoji:
😭🙏🏼💙☝🏻💔🙂↕️ r my real ones
Current Favorite Show/movie/book/music?
Favourite show: can't pick just one so I'll have to go with succession, suits, modern family and friends !
Favourite Movie: again I can't really pick one I ABSOLUTELY LOVEE watching movies😭💙 but I'm all in for 2000s Hollywood romcoms (AND HOLLYWOOD MOVIES IN GENERAL), and devil wears Prada (c'mon now🙂↕️), superhero movies (HUGE MARVEL NERD HERE) and I love love 90s/2000s/2010s bollywood movies💙 (kya tum mantally challenged ho my bouy?☝🏻) and H.M akshaye khanna movies💖
Favourite Book: The Secret History by Donna Tartt (all time fav!) And the GGGTM trilogy by Holly Jackson, also would LOVEEE to get hands on more classics🤍
Favourite Music: Ultraviolence (Deluxe) Album by LDR, 1989 by TS, Reputation by TS, Dhurandhar Album (OFCCC) AND MUCH MUCH MORE I LISTEN TO TOO MANY ARTISTS😭 sade and lana are my personal fav along with lots of bollywood music, especially the old ones 🤍
Last thing you are hyper-fixated on?
Akshaye Khanna, if it wasn't clear already😭💙 and obviously Dhurandhar!! SUPERR EXCITED FOR THE NEXT PART AND AKSHAYE'S UPCOMING PROJECT, 'IKKA' !!🫡💙
Oddly specific things which bring me joy:
People appreciating and interacting ANDD relating w my blog😭💙, the smell of soil after it rains, fresh new books, the urge of writing a poem at 3 in the night, people remembering the tiny details I tell them, friends being excited for me when I talk abt my fav things, and khanna sahab's malabar hill accent 🤍
What smell makes you happy?
Smell of hot black coffee, chai, coca and jasmine !
What's your lockscreen?
Its a white swan with a navy blue background!
Morning, night or other type of person?
Was a golden hour girl, but I can the gradual shift of me becoming a night owl😭
Work/Profession
Im a student :)
tagging:
@angelllk1ssed @fleurenoir @marlena-marlena
my girliepops tysmm for taggin me ts @gracelovestars & @seasonofthenerd 💕💕
The Origin of your Username:
i wanted it to be smtng w my nickname then it kinda clicked but I think it ate lmao.
I will always order this food:
belgian chocolate ice cream tubbbb!!!
Overused emoji:
me atpp, 😭🙏🏻💗🪽🤞🏻📿🤲🏻🥀🌈
Current fav show/movie/book/song:
show: prolly skins is my go to, peaky blinders, st, gossip girls, the queen of gambit.
movie: godd forbid my mind, im a worshiper for ts man atpp of my lyfe 'DHU-RAN-DHAR', veer-zaara, Priscilla, the diary of a teenage girl, lady Bird, beautiful boy, girl interrupted, anna, the edge of love (gosh there's smm MOREEEE)
book: these days prolly high on anne sexton's live or die.
song: ldr unrealeased.
Last tng you're hype fixated on:
AKSHAYE KHANNA, CILLIAN MURPHY, KEANU REEVES, OH GODDD-
oddly specific tng that brings u joy:
Akshaye khanna.
what smell makes you happy:
vanilla, cocoa, nd late night coffee brew💗🪽
whats your lockscreen:
my nd my mum's pick of last year
morning, night person:
night af NIGHT NIGHTTTTTTTTT🤪💔
my jaans yall @aishasnoor , @zahraluvslilies @softurns @sonakshiss @chwrryelz <3
thank you tagging me bb 😜😘 @angelllk1ssed
ᢉ𐭩 the origin of your username : found it on some ‘user inspo’ post like 4 years ago and went with it😭😭 ᢉ𐭩 i will always order this food : PIZZA PIZZA PIZZA. ᢉ𐭩 overused emojis : 😍😜👏😰☝️🤔 idek help- ᢉ𐭩 current fav show/movie/book/song : show - singles inferno s5 [i haven’t started anything else yet forgive me] && gossip girl. movie - DHURANDHAR YAAR !! OFC and also pretty woman. song - tu meri zindagi hai [😔😔😔] && RAINDANCEEEEEEEEEE [music taste sirf border pass kar deta hai ya house music hai]. ᢉ𐭩 last thing you’re hyper fixated on : singles inferno s5… but also dhurandhar craze was a little mad ngl. ᢉ𐭩 oddly specific things that bring you joy : seeing happy couples yr 🥹🥹🥹. ᢉ𐭩 what smell makes you happy : coffee and wafflessss [like those icecream cone wala] ᢉ𐭩 whats your locks screen : i have that shuffle lockscreen feature on so it changes all the time aaaa. ᢉ𐭩 morning or night person : NIGHT and very early before sunrise mornings def but i’d go to sleep right after sunrise..
@zahraluvslilies @luvvkk @misteriadare mwah my loves
tysm for the tag bbg 😋 @softurns
the original of your username: lilies are my favorite flower soo it just came like that
i will always order this food: burger burger burger ( mcdonalds my contract where? )
overused emojis: 😋🤣🥰⭐️😔
current fav show/movie/book/song : dhurandhar ofc + not me binge watching chhichhore for the 8th
last thing you're hyperfixated on: derek d'souza
oddly specific things that bring you joy: pitaji ka validation, when someone makes effort to know stuff about me
what smells make you happy: the post rain earthy smell
morning or night person: night always
@tojisloft @twinblueflamee @qalamband ⭐️
omgg tysm for taggg💕🫶🏻 @zahraluvslilies
the origin of my username: even idk honestly, like it just appeared in my mind so i was like yeah this is the one
i will always order this food: hong kong fried rice, i LOVE that shit sm.
overused emojis: 💔🔥🙏🏻⭐👯♀️😛😈(don'tjudgeok)
current fav show: i haven't watched anything recently.
fav movie(recents)-dhurandhar, (all time fav)- laila majnu and me before you
fav book: i haven't read anything from 25 istg, because of my fuc- boards💔
fav song: chandi jaisa rang hai tera(lovepankajudhasji)
last thing you're hyper fixated on: boards baby😍
oddly specific things that bring you joy: seeing children, like aise babys chote chote, idk why they're just so cute😭
what smell makes you happy: coffee, vanilla and post baarish smell
morning or night person: night⭐
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"will you?"
it was 3 in the afternoon, both you and tilak were scrolling reels, while laying on the bed.
it's been kind of a habit of his and yours after eating lunch.
your head was on his shoulder and arms around his body.
suddenly when tilak turned off his phone mid reel and looked at you, you got startled by the sudden movement as you asked,
"kya hua tilak"
"if you are free this time, will you come to tirupati with me?"
tilak had this thing, whenever he achieved something big or something big approached, he would go to tirupati to seek blessings.
you being a north indian, never had the chance to go to tirupati.
and because of your annoying workmates, you never had the chance to take more than 1 day holiday whenever tilak asked you to come with him.
you quickly opened your phone to see in your office calendar to see if anyone has taken any leaves in the upcoming days, it was empty.
you happily looked at him, and you said
"yeah i am free"
tilak broke into a smile as he said,
"finally, let's take you to tirupati"
you quickly jumped out of the bed as you went to get your laptop, you quickly sat down on the floor only and wrote an email to your boss about taking a 3 day holiday.
after posting it, you went back to the room and sat beside tilak
he was on a call with his manager telling him to book the tickets for tirupati.
as the call declined he looked at you happily as he said,
"tumhe kabse tirupati leke jaana chahta tha pata hai, i am so happy"
you looked at him as he said this, you presses a kiss on his cheeks as you giggled
as you kissed him you remembered something
you quickly got up and looked at him panicked and said
"tilak i need clothes for tirupati, remember you told me that we can only wear kurtis and sarees there? and i want to wear a south indian saree, like the half saree and all and i don't have any idea on which one to buy or how to wear one"
tilak looked at you calmly as he said
"don't worry prema, ask my mom she'll help you. once we reach tirupati we'll go straight to amma's house"
you looked at him thankfully as you started packing your other clothes.
tirupati felt nice, so nice.
even though you have just entered the airport, you can feel the energy, it was exciting for you as this was the first time you were visiting south.
"prema, if you feel anything off or bad just tell me at that time only okay dint hesitate", tilak said leaning down so you can hear him properly, because outside of the airport there was a crowd, a crowd full of tilak fans and journalists, chanting his name
and you had to cross them, just to sit in the car.
last time when you were leaving a spot with him , one of the fans tried to grab you and you remained silent so that tilak doesn't snap at him in public, which could have resulted in a negative headline of him.
when tilak saw a clip of it later, instead of being angry with you he apologized, saying that he couldn't take care of you properly and said to please tell him right away if anything like this happens ever again.
you remembering that moved closer to tilak,
tilak seeing that quickly interlaced your fingers with his and moved forward shielding you from the cameras and opening the door of the car with his other hand.
when suddenly you heard one of the journalists say,
"are we expecting to hear any wedding bells this year for you guys?"
and for some reason that made tilak freeze for a sec while you just ignored it and sat in the car.
"hi amma how are you?" said tilak hugging his mom tightly, while you stood beside him admiring their reunion.
"i am fine, and you, you are so much more pretty than the pictures" she said hugging you tightly and kissing the side of your head.
as you both stepped inside the house, the photo frames on the wall grabbed your attention, you slowly walked towards the photos and stood silently observing them.
when suddenly tilak wrapped his arms around your waist, and rested his chin on your head.
you both looked at the photos together feeling a sense of comfort and peace.
after eating dinner, tilak told his mom that you and him will be visiting the temple tomorrow and also asked her to help you with the saree in your behalf.
in the morning you woke up feeling excited and happy as you quickly bathed and went to his mother to take the help, you thought she'll go out with you to buy a new saree when she took you to her room
"agar tumhe pehena ho tabhi pehna haan mera man rakhne keliye nahi", she said taking out a saree
a beautiful white and yellow half saree
"yeh iske appa ne mujhe gift ki thi, iski pehli century par kehke ki mera bhi contribution hai, yeh saree bohot pasand hai isko, agar tumhe pehna ho toh batao"
"aunty agar aap ko koi dikkat na ho toh, bilkul aunty, yes bohot hi sundar saree"
she just smiled at you as she helped you to wear the saree and give you the matching accessories.
in the meantime, tilak woke up, bathed and got ready as it took him less time to get ready, he sat on the couch in the living area waiting.
he was about to call out for you when you came out of the room.
hearing the door open, he looked up and saw you.
his heart skipped a beat as he saw you in the half saree, its not that he hasn't seen you in saree before but this saree was special to him,
he looked at you without blinking as his mind went blank when suddenly his mother snapped him out of his dreams saying
"haan haan, teri hi girlfriend hai bas kar ab"
you hearing that blushed as tilak lowered his head smiling blushingly.
he cleared his throat as he said,
"you look really pretty prema, cala andaga undi"
you not knowing what he said quickly looked at his mom, who just shaked her head helplessly.
there was so much crowd again in front of the temple as they got to know that tilak is visiting.
tilak having the access to the vvip quickly grabbed your hand and entered the temple from the side gate which had better security.
you quickly entered as you guys had to wait in line even in the vvip section.
while waiting in the line, tilak was playing with your pallu or was annoying you by squeezing your face and tracing shapes at your exposed lower back.
as you and him slowly approached the statue, he got a little silent and just played with your fingers slightly.
when you and him reached the statue he quickly joined his hands and closed his eyes as you did the same and seek for blessings and presented your wishes to the statue
tilak was done before you and saw you still closing your eyes murmuring something, his eyes saw you with full of love and devotion.
you opened your eyes after a minute and you looked at tilak,
after seeking the blessings, you guys were told to wait in the waiting area as the prashad would be given there.
you and him both went to the waiting area,
you were a little hesitant to sit in the slightly dirty marble as you looked around to find a chair
when suddenly tilak sat down spreading his legs and asked you to sit on his lap
you were unsure whether to sit on him as you guys were in public when he grabbed your wrist and made you sit down on his lap
you were shocked by this and quickly grabbed his shoulder for support.
you shook your head in a no as you said,
"no tilak, everyone's watchi-"
"so let them, who cares"
you looked at him defeated as you rested your head on his shoulder and played with the collar of his kurti.
after 5-10 minutes the prashad was shared with everyone
both of you ate in the same prashad plate and left the temple to go back home.
during the sunset,
you guys were walking on the ground where tilak used to practice when he was small.
your hands interlaced
his jacket on you
after reaching the centre of the ground
tilak pointed out the sky saying,
"see, the sun looks so pretty"
hearing that you quickly looked at the sun, getting lost in its beauty
you turned to show tilak something,
but tilak wasn't there
he was kneeling in front of you, holding a beautiful diamond ring.
he looked at you with tears in his eyes as he said,
"you are the blessing i seek for when i pray to god prema, i can never have enough words to describe my love for you, in victories and in defeats all i want is you beside me, will you marry me?"
you felt a rush of happiness as you broke down in tears nodding continuously and hugged him tightly sitting down.
he hugged you back, as he pressed a kiss to your ear.
after a moment he puts his hands on the sides of your face as he pulls you off the embrace, he holds your left hand as he slides the ring on your ring finger.
tilakvarma9
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tilakvarma9 The answer to all my prayers❤️
[prema is love in telugu and cala andaga undi is very pretty]
hiiiii, bhai 2 din mein boards hai i kid you not😭😭, btw happy valentine's day lovesss</3
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