♡♥Rain and Her♡♥

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WASIQ ~POV

I ran out of the studio of the program I was the guest in an anger because I couldn't take that shit in the early morning because I haven't slept due to shooting for my upcoming drama. I have been working for it nonstop since it was because of me they delay the shooting. And yesterday was the last scene and I wanted it to end perfectly with perfection because I don't want to be bothered with it like the previous time when the actress ran away in the last half of the shooting and I had to do it all over again...It was too much because I had to get used to this new person. So from then on I decided once I start a drama I will work continuously until its done.

As I ran toward my new sports car. I was fuming with anger when my manager pleading voice stops me.

"WD, please stay. Only until the program ends and I swear I will tell...no I will personally delete such pathetic stuff and questions"

I let out a puff of frustration and breath in deeply to calm myself and to avoid taking my anger on him again. When I found myself in my polite zone then I said

"I don't really care about the questions as it doesn't matter anymore but do they really have to go to such extreme for using a girl to suicide on live show just because I said I can't marry you"

"It was just an act to get some rating," my manager said.

"Well then, I don't like such acts.
Life isn't such a useless thing to play around with and that too when I am involved in"

I still had to say more when an ambulance drove in and took that very girl in an unconscious state.

"You see..this is what I am talking about. For that girl, it wasn't an act but genuine feelings from the heart"

Before he could reason some more I begin again.

"From now on I will read the question beforehand before I make an appearance for such morning shows....then they dare to blame viewer ratings when they show this much bakwas early in the morning"

"Well, what can I say ..this is how it works in this industry"

I heard my manager spoke.

I got inside my brand new baby and brought the engine to life.

"Now where are you going?" My manager dare to question.

"I am going to meet my sister all the way to Islamabad and that too for the whole week or more"

I said in somewhat tired, elated tone as I couldn't wait to spend some time with her.

After so many years, I felt like being myself again.

"No, you can't.That Fawad Khan is going to replace you in that upcoming Imran Khan new campaign" 

He said in a threatening voice.

"Be it then?" I said with an arrogant smirk.

♡♥

I read in the most lethargic way,

"welcome to Islamabad".

But I didn't know this welcome would prove to be such a memorable one that would shape my life road in a way I had never imagined.

There seemed to be so much chaos although it was taking slow pace to clear out. The members of two different political parties seemed to be fighting verbally as I could tell from the different flags their parties are holding.

Soon, they got some sense and mend their issues in a most civilized way possible which I didn't imagine but thank god at least they weren't grabbing each other necks because I was so not into bearing that drama.

My patience gets out of me when I have to wait for something. I had always been told how impatient I am.

I just hate to wait. I am so sleepy because I have been driving nonstop. And to top it off, my stomach is rumbling due to hunger. I am thirsty and famished.

I don't remember when was the last time I ate a hearty meal and soon I am going to sanam house so she will feed me like there is no tomorrow.

I begin to chew the inside of my mouth like I use to do when I would be so hungry but pretended I am not, just so my dad would come and tell me to eat. Which never seemed to happen.

My car was moving at an ant speed and so I decide to stop. There was a vending machine and I got myself some water inside me to quench my hunger plus thirst.

As I was coming back. A sudden pain surface in my right arm and it was a sharp knife. He begins to slash me multiple times on the same spot before I could take some action.

When he realized who he had actually slashed. He lets out multiple apologies and drops the weapon with my precious blood.
He shivers involuntarily as it set in his bird brain what I can do to mess him up forever.

And with somewhat energy. I kicked the knife and spoke in an unforgettable way that even to me seemed foreigner

"Whats the point...when the damage is already done.
Your so called apology cannot undo this".

And I walked to my car and drove off.

The pain in my arm was getting terrible and I needed some sleep to forget it. And so I kept myself busy and tune into news channel that's when the rain started to pour down heavily making it impossible to drive.

Can this day get any worse? I felt like screaming and breaking things but I don't have any energy and the pain is resurfacing with every move I make and cherry on the cake, it's bleeding profusely.

After what seemed like a decade to me I finally arrived at A&N condominium where my sister resides after her marriage to this Richie rich guy. Its one of the most luxurious place to live in and it's quite different in a sense that on each of the level there is two apartment which is quite spacious like its a house.

I park my car at the entrance and my head fells on the steering wheel to get myself some air in.

When a fresh stab of pain shoots through me I can't take it anymore and get out to be drench in the rain which my head had totally slipped about.

That's when I see an angel who has this allure and attractiveness that to me seemed so artificial....she looks like a ghost drape in traditional style.

I have work with so many girls and so now I get confused what is that element that a girl has to have to ting my heart. That makes my heart beat million times faster and I have no idea about it.

She was looking at me like I was looking at her like we both can't get enough of each other. When I started to erase the distance she took a quick step to turn around to walk back inside and I watch as long as my eyes could see.

Since you had dropped by ...why not make me a little  happier by

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