Her happiness knew no bounds when she was asked to accompany him. She started believing that dreams do come true.
All her life she was denied freedom and love. She had managed to come out of it at last, at least to her.
"I have brought something for you", Ali told Sheena showing her a pair of beautiful earrings. As she saw them, the reflection of the emerald and the diamonds fell on her glasses.
"Exquisite", Sheena replied with pride.
You can easily find out if a woman loves and respects you, through her eyes. She would return home early from her work everyday. She would change the flowers on the vase. She treated the maids well and would sometimes help them prepare the food. She never cooked full time but made a dessert everyday for Ali.
She would wait at the balcony. She tried to be busy after reaching home but her eyes were always through the balcony to catch a glimpse of his car.
After a few months, Ali asked Sheena during dinner, "Do you remember Muskaan?"
"Of course, your friend"
"Yes. She is working at a school nearby and dad has told her that we stay near by. So I will be inviting her for lunch on Sunday. I hope it's not a problem?"
"No. Why should it be? I will ask the maids to cook something good" Sheena replied without looking at him while emptying the contents of her dessert bowl.
It was a pleasant Sunday and Muskaan indeed brought a 'muskaan' on their faces. Post that day, Sheena would often spend time with Muskaan in the evening. Their friendship grew and Sheena enjoyed being with Muskaan. They would go for evening walks and movies together when Ali was busy with his work. Sheena would converse with Ali during dinner about Muskaan. Ali would never comment anything regarding them and would just ask "And how is office?" He was always soft spoken.
Sheena bought flowers from the florist one day and thought of dropping by Ali's office to give him a rose. It was their anniversary. When she reached his office, his secretary told her about an ongoing meeting with his client. She waited for hours and after the meeting, Ali was surprised to see her and gave her a warm hug when he saw her . She gave him the rose and wished him. His client, Miss Anne, smiled and wished them both. To find her husband with his client for hours threw an upset expression on Sheena's face.
While returning home, she started over thinking again. She always did this which made her all depressed and irritated. In the evening, she went to meet Muskaan at her home and found Ali talking to her near the door.
Sheena looked at Ali with a puzzled look and he gave her a smile, "and there's my woman .. How come you are everywhere I go?"
Muskaan came out of the door and welcomed her with open arms.
"May be you are in every place I go" Sheena replied to Ali, almost inaudible.
Ali was holding a box. When Sheena inquired about the the box, Ali replied "Halwa. Mom has sent through Muskaan".
"Oh. Great. You could have told me. I come here often." Sheena told Muskaan.
"Yes. But yesterday you told that you were not feeling well. Aunty made the halwa yesterday, so I called him"
"That's nice. Did you take some?" Sheena asked by putting on a fake smile to divert the topic.
"Yes, aunty gave to me as well."
Sheena had started over thinking again. Things seemed normal, people seemed normal. She didn't seem though. She wanted to scream that this thing is going all wrong. If I can sense it, how can people be so normal?
Ali's habit of speaking less at the dinner table irritated her now. She sensed a cage around her and she couldn't come out of it. She began to feel that her husband has changed. She could do very little because he seemed all normal and it was all in her head. Her years of being denied freedom and love took toll on her mental peace. She felt a deja vu and her happiness was slipping off. She couldn't find the jannat she had made for them.
One fine day she couldn't take it any longer. She didn't know why was she feeling this but she couldn't see her beloved husband change. She felt she is being denied her share of love.
"Nothing stays forever here. But I will make sure that it's never changed. We'll be the same as these flowers" said the last page of her diary which was kept beside the vase in her bedroom.
Next morning, Muskaan gave her report to the police as she knew them dearly. The window panes of Ali and Sheena's home were found broken in the morning with their dead bodies inside the bedroom. A burglary case was reported without anything being stolen except two souls!
All her life she was denied freedom and love. She had managed to come out of it at last, at least to her.
"I have brought something for you", Ali told Sheena showing her a pair of beautiful earrings. As she saw them, the reflection of the emerald and the diamonds fell on her glasses.
"Exquisite", Sheena replied with pride.
You can easily find out if a woman loves and respects you, through her eyes. She would return home early from her work everyday. She would change the flowers on the vase. She treated the maids well and would sometimes help them prepare the food. She never cooked full time but made a dessert everyday for Ali.
She would wait at the balcony. She tried to be busy after reaching home but her eyes were always through the balcony to catch a glimpse of his car.
After a few months, Ali asked Sheena during dinner, "Do you remember Muskaan?"
"Of course, your friend"
"Yes. She is working at a school nearby and dad has told her that we stay near by. So I will be inviting her for lunch on Sunday. I hope it's not a problem?"
"No. Why should it be? I will ask the maids to cook something good" Sheena replied without looking at him while emptying the contents of her dessert bowl.
It was a pleasant Sunday and Muskaan indeed brought a 'muskaan' on their faces. Post that day, Sheena would often spend time with Muskaan in the evening. Their friendship grew and Sheena enjoyed being with Muskaan. They would go for evening walks and movies together when Ali was busy with his work. Sheena would converse with Ali during dinner about Muskaan. Ali would never comment anything regarding them and would just ask "And how is office?" He was always soft spoken.
Sheena bought flowers from the florist one day and thought of dropping by Ali's office to give him a rose. It was their anniversary. When she reached his office, his secretary told her about an ongoing meeting with his client. She waited for hours and after the meeting, Ali was surprised to see her and gave her a warm hug when he saw her . She gave him the rose and wished him. His client, Miss Anne, smiled and wished them both. To find her husband with his client for hours threw an upset expression on Sheena's face.
While returning home, she started over thinking again. She always did this which made her all depressed and irritated. In the evening, she went to meet Muskaan at her home and found Ali talking to her near the door.
Sheena looked at Ali with a puzzled look and he gave her a smile, "and there's my woman .. How come you are everywhere I go?"
Muskaan came out of the door and welcomed her with open arms.
"May be you are in every place I go" Sheena replied to Ali, almost inaudible.
Ali was holding a box. When Sheena inquired about the the box, Ali replied "Halwa. Mom has sent through Muskaan".
"Oh. Great. You could have told me. I come here often." Sheena told Muskaan.
"Yes. But yesterday you told that you were not feeling well. Aunty made the halwa yesterday, so I called him"
"That's nice. Did you take some?" Sheena asked by putting on a fake smile to divert the topic.
"Yes, aunty gave to me as well."
Sheena had started over thinking again. Things seemed normal, people seemed normal. She didn't seem though. She wanted to scream that this thing is going all wrong. If I can sense it, how can people be so normal?
Ali's habit of speaking less at the dinner table irritated her now. She sensed a cage around her and she couldn't come out of it. She began to feel that her husband has changed. She could do very little because he seemed all normal and it was all in her head. Her years of being denied freedom and love took toll on her mental peace. She felt a deja vu and her happiness was slipping off. She couldn't find the jannat she had made for them.
One fine day she couldn't take it any longer. She didn't know why was she feeling this but she couldn't see her beloved husband change. She felt she is being denied her share of love.
"Nothing stays forever here. But I will make sure that it's never changed. We'll be the same as these flowers" said the last page of her diary which was kept beside the vase in her bedroom.
Next morning, Muskaan gave her report to the police as she knew them dearly. The window panes of Ali and Sheena's home were found broken in the morning with their dead bodies inside the bedroom. A burglary case was reported without anything being stolen except two souls!
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