Whatever happens...Happens for a reason

"Azan beta...do it fast...we are running out of time" my mom said...
I was getting dressed myself and wanted to look best after all I was going to see the girl with whom I have longed to spend my life with...
Back in school days I remember myself hiding in corridors to get a single glance of her... She talked freely with me but I was shy...I don't know why I dreamed about her every time... The way she smiled... The way she moved her eyes, mesmerized me... Many boys had crush on her but I knew nobody could ever love her the way I did... I didn't try to say her about this because I felt it insane to talk about such things at this age...
We sat in car and ride away to her place... I saw the long street lights... People walking on the road hurriedly and some slowly...And the roads busy with traffic... I switched my mind to the past thoughts where I was searching for her and she drove away... It was when we completed our 12th grade and were moving for our future studies... I wished I would have said her how much I loved her but missed the chance then I made up my mind to ask her hand once I get placement in good company...
We reached her home... Her house was fully decorated... Lightings everywhere and people welcomed us with flowers... Everyone were looking at us... I saw her as I moved the curtain... She in her pink ghagra was looking so beautiful with her mesmerizing looks... I could see her cheeks turning pink and her hands shivering... "Azan excuse yaar" said somebody... I turned back and let the bride-groom go... I patted his back and whispered "She is waiting for you"and gave him a wink...Everyone laughed...
My mom was looking at me... I could see her sad face yet she smiled... I went near her and hugged her "Mumma...whatever happens...happen for good right??" I asked... She didn't reply but brushed my hair...
I saw her with him smiling and all people teasing them... I couldn't see it any longer so I moved my way out...
I still remember back in days when it was almost a year working I decided to say my mother about ahana...she was overjoyed when she heard this and after 2 days she went their home to ask her hand for me while I prayed hardly that they accept me... Hours passed there was no call from my mother... So I called her feeling scared... I heard her sad voice "Beta am sorry... Just some days back Ahana got engaged"... I couldn't listen further so I disconnected the call...
The girl who was present in all my prayers was gone... The girl whom I loved since so many years was gone...
I wish I could have given at least a try... May be she was my bride today...

-me$hal-

Posted on: Really don't want to say because my name isn't mentioned...
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Meshal, if you are reading this and feeling regretted, then I am sorry for that...I couldn't see this story anymore without my name on it...
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A girl named Zoya: final part!

Read Part:1 here ...






I checked the availability of seats for that night to travel to Bangalore. I could somehow manage to get two vacant seats in 3rd row. Bus was at 8 but we were there at 7:30 pm! My excitement was bubbling like boiling water; I made sure that everything was right perfect. In fact Zoya had been running through my mind so much that I almost scratched tons of times ending up writing Zoya in my answer sheets. The journey was like boon in bane, I was getting nearer to her yet I couldn’t move an inch, I hardly slept through the journey and ended up playing games on the phone and draining its battery. We reached our destination and my mission ZOYA was successful, well almost!


There’s this autowala’s logic which is they refuse to go to a location if they are going on the opposite way...! Bingo so my volcanic excitement had to wait freaking 30 minutes and then we found one generous autowala who took us to my aunt’s place. And I was wrong there, I kept the entire luggage back and some in the front...allowed my mom to get in 1st then me the meter started as we started off and boy! Was that an auto or a formula1 engine back up in the meter and it reached to the figures I couldn’t believe! See I told you I was wrong and he was not so generous! (-_-)


Finally almost i reached towards the door where i was eagerly waiting to be der from past few days. In excitement I almost rang the bell twice or thrice while smiling like an idiot and suddenly I saw my mom staring at me. I looked at her and asked “Yeah mom?” and she replied “Stop pushing that button! I know you want to go to the washroom! Stop acting like a kid!” I stopped pressing it after that. Moms you know! Actually i had been waiting enough to see my dream girl and now she was like inches and away and yet faarr. And then I heard giggling from inside! And backgrounds mein violin and dil mein laddu phutne lage! I heard someone running towards the door and I felt like opening my arms in the Shahrukh Khan Style and I almost did it and suddenly I noticed my mom, and those open arms turned into one of the lamest yawning positions. And you all know what I was hoping for, obviously for her to come, thoda sharma ke… thoda lehra ke… thoda muskura ke… and then the door opened. She was standing there with same expressions. I saw her and first thought that came to my mind was ‘is Zoya from Africa!?!’ b’cos the girl who was standing infront of me looked like the African version of Katrina Kaif. She opened the door and ran away and my aunt came in I wished her but boy! If that girl was Zoya then life had played the worst prank on me I became dull, quiet and sat at a corner without talking much, my mom observed this and then she asked “you were so excited at the door?! What happened now?” and I replied “nothing mum I am just tired!” My aunt sympathized and asked me to take rest in one of the rooms and pointed towards one of them saying “why don’t you sleep at zoya’s room?” well you know what I was thinking “No ways!” and I straight away went back to the nearest room I encountered. I slowly went to sleep disappointed.


When I woke up I heard some voices from the hall and there were women talking to each other and laughing. I recognized mum and aunty but then there was another one! A girl’s voice but Zoya was walking towards kitchen who was it then?! I took a sneak peak and when I saw the girl I was like ‘Wow!’ I couldn’t resist myself and I walked in. My aunt looked at me and said “aree wah you woke up! See Zoya came from the tuitions too!” what the ….! If this beautiful creature was Zoya then who was she! Confused I wished her; we didn’t speak much as I sat down in confusion. I was down in the cricket updates on newspaper when I heard my aunt say few words which cured my conditions “aree sun kal subha kaam pe jaldi aajana!” as she said it to the not so pretty my idiotic version of zoya! And guess what I looked at miss extremely beautiful zoya and smiled!


Me and zoya we went out to places! We had all sorts of chats and chats! Long walks to remember and endless discussions and that too in just two days but then my excitement was just half lived.


It was midnight as around 12. I woke up to get some water to quench my thirst and guess what!? I saw her talking on the phone. I busted with anger and disappointment I somehow managed to control myself saying may be it might be her friends. Subsequently 2-3 days passed and the same trend continued. The next day I gave out a taunt to her indicating her that I know that she spoke with someone at night. Interestingly she didn’t reply. My mom over heard this and smiled slightly and even aunty did! My confused state of mind questioned ‘what was wrong?? Aren’t they supposed to be serious about such things??’ she moved away. My mom looked at me and fired a sweet arrow which busted all the balloons of hopes inside me, she said ‘Zoya is engaged dear’ I was not so disappointed when I saw that African zoya but now I was almost dumb. I apologized for my behavior and went to the gallery and looked around the city and a voice inside cried ‘let’s go back home’…


For no more I wanted to stay at that place. So after 2 days I said my mom that I wanted to leave and after complaining number of times she agreed. The next day I sat back to book the ticket. As i was about to book the tickets the bell rang, this time though ZOYA opened the door! Some another batch of my cousins had come for a visit. I didn’t care if they even wanted my room as I was leaving, well yeah almost. A And then I was about to book the tickets when this girl stepped in, I was mesmerized when I saw her beautiful big round eyes and I almost had begun to dream those lovely evenings with her but then my mom interrupted "Booked those tickets?!” I looked at her, stopped for two seconds and with a big grin I replied "my friend is at Bangalore and he wants to meet me up! Can we stay for some more time?!” My mother looked me with a stare and said “you and your stupid plans do whatever you want but next time decide on when we will be leaving! Okay!!?” I replied okay with the same big grin and looked at my consolation prize! 






P.S: Its actually a cocktail of stories by both the writers Anfal and Meshal! :)





Posted on: Kashif khan's blog on Monday, 3 November 2014


Edited by: Kashif Khan






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I remember still that I waited for months for the second part and finally I tried writing it and purposefully ended this way... Coincidently the guy who wrote this too had sent the next part to the blogger which was as same as mine but did not had the last part... Both of our stories were merged and yeah finally my ending was considered :P...






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Never Regret...

I looked outside the window, giving out a sigh! But then I saw the dew on the pane, and I drew S over it. A drop of tear fell from my eyes, I hurriedly rubbed my eyes. The sound of the bell ringing caught my attention, first session was over and it wasn't good I never understood it; I never understood any lecture since then. I came out with my phone in hand and something guided my finger, I went to your profile and saw the voice message of yours. It was your beautiful voice which said "hey! My shona! Sad nai hona, main hu na aapke paas". I closed my eyes to listen to it. No other music pleased me than your voice, nothing calmed me down than your voice, and how could you always know that I was sad or needed you… how??


Do you remember how I happy I was on that day? When I had dressed up only for you? My friends say, that was the last time I looked so happy and glowing because it was for you. I hated taking pictures but on that day just because I wanted you to see I how I looked I clicked it for you… to make us memories, long lasting memories. My smile widened when you had sent me the reply of my picture, it was the most beautiful compliment I had ever received. I wanted to send you more but the network kept my excitement on bay and even that no connection of college Wi-Fi and the timings it had ruined the moment. I was getting desperate by every passing moment to talk to you…


As soon as I reached my home i uploaded all the photos to the email address of yours and pressed that send button. Time passed I waited and I waited for long, I wanted to hear from you but there was no reply and then I rehearsed my lines to scold you with a big grin on my face when I imagined how you’d try to persuade me, how you’d…


Suddenly on the same day one of my friend called me and asked if anyone was around me? I said "no", being a little confused. But more than her words, my mind was stuck on if you had replied to that email or not. She asked me to sit if i was standing and with a low and weak voice she said "he is no more..." he?! Who was he? My brain went blank, who was he? And this shivering I asked her “who?!” The phone dropped from my hands, everything seemed blank, I pulled myself back and asked her again, and pleading not to say what she said a while ago, but it was in real I had lost you, she said your name….


I still wished like in stories; though they are dead but come to meet you for the one last time. I just wished if something could happen like that so that i could hug you and get peace in your arms. Sorry that I couldn’t come to your funeral, I did not have had the guts to say mom about this. I still refreshed the page every now and then hoping a miracle, a message from you saying all this was false…


Now, I don’t need Wi-Fi or internet packages. I don’t get those shivers when I hear my message tone. I know the 3 words which meant alot 4 us, which won't be heard again. I have even stopped going back home to my mom, cos I want to be alone. I regret all those moments when you said "bas 1 minute ruko na" and I would reply "mumma bula rahi hai". Sadly, I regretted all those moments when you wanted me and i wasn’t present, when you cared about me so much which i wasn’t worth of. And now I have so much of time for you, but not you…





Yours dearest,


Shona…






-me$hal-






Posted on: Kashif Khan's blog on Thursday, 30 October 2014





Edited by: Kashif Khan






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After a long span, I was back with my gibberish writing :P...






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Short Story-3

It was 9 O'clock in the morning...
I rushed to my room window to see you...
And yup you were there...
Standing near your car...

I was late again...

It was the day which...
We thought to spend together...
As you were leaving for...
Your future destiny...

Brushing my teeth...
Breakfast in my hand...
Searching for my dress...
Combing my hairs...
Everything was messed up...

I know I was too late...
I know you will scold me now...
I know you would make me to do sit-ups...
And I was ready for that...

The bell ranged...
There was a parcel for me...
I knew it was by you...
It was a dress...
Matching with the dress you wore...

I was ready...
Standing in front of you...
With a smile...
Hoping to get scoldings...

But I was wrong...
You smiled and said...
"You look beautiful"...
I was shy...

We were best friends...
More than best friends...
But still friends...

We went to our college...
Visited our meeting place...
Remembering all the memories...
Played in the corridors...
Meet our teachers...

We went to our favourite mall...
Where, we used to play hide and seek...
Watched cartoon...
Played in the snow...

We went to our favourite restaurant...
Had the lunch...
Played the music...
Sang the song...
And danced...

It was late afternoon...
We were in the park...
I stood near an ice-cream parlour...
As you had a call...

A gang of boys...
Passing by me...
Teased me...
I didn't care...

I don't know...
From where you saw...
You came rushing...
And slapped the boys...

Time was up...
You had to leave...
For you flight...
I too came with you...
To airport...

I wished to say you...
"I Love You"...
As I have always loved you...

I was scared to say...
I thought our friendship will break...
You will be hurted...
You will never contact me...
So, I held my words back...

Before you left...
We had our last eye contact...
I don't know why...
You looked so deeply in my eyes...

I held back my tears...
So, you don't see me cry,..
My shrilled voice just said...
"Be in contact"...

You just gave me...
A slight smile and said...
"Take care"...
And you left...

I saw you until where...
My sight would reach...
But you didn't turn back...
I felt I have lost you forever...

Back to my home...
My mom gave me a hug...
A great news awaited me...
My mom whispered...
"The flight has been crashed"...

My heart stopped the beat...
I ran into my room...
Locked the door...
Stood in front of the mirror...
I was alone...

On the table a gift...
Wrapped in the red shinning wrapper...
With a note on it...
"To my lovely girl-friend"...
"I Love You"...

I felt your shadow near me...
Saying me "Take care"...
Those words echoed in my ear...
I wish I would hold you back...
Never let you go...

Only one thing was in my mind,..
"You conveyed your words,...
How will I convey mine???"...

"I Love You Too"...

-me$hal-

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Third story posted on my Facebook feed; back in 2010/2011...I know there are messed up words,but still no laughing 😠...

*Let's go through some of my memory lane :)...*

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Short Story-2

The day when my friends started to tease me...
Was the day I saw you...
I started to feel you...
I started to get to know you...

I loved the way you smiled...
I loved the way you laughed...
I loved the way you talked...
I loved the way you walked...
I loved the way you go in style...

I remember me watching you always...
Knowing that you won't even notice me...
I remember me thinking about you always...
Knowing it was all vain...
I remember me memorising your times...
Knowing that you could never think of it...

Until one day I thought...
I have started to like you...
So I decided just to chat with you...
I assured myself that I will give you no complaints...

It was my best day, when I got a message from you...
It hurted me, knowing I was not the person you liked...
But I was happy thinking that we can be friends...
But unfortunately I gave you a complaint...

But still it was alright, I hoped so...

Then the days passed...
You started to ignore me...
You got tired of me...
You started to dislike me...

I thought I was disturbing you...
So, I left you on your own...

After having a great struggle with myself...
I thought to smile forgetting all the hurts...

The day you got to know I smiled, was the day you said me...
"You don't need me"...
I broke down in tears again...
Wishing you, just to see back...
How much I needed you...

-me$hal-

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This was my second story which I posted on my Facebook feed; back in 2011...No laughing :(...
Have a wonderful day/night :)...

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