Story description
Happiness is not a fixed destination but an ever-evolving journey, shaped by challenges, growth, and the lessons we gather along the way.
This is the story of Salaar and Zarmeena, two souls from vastly different worlds, bound by f...
Salaar was sitting in the lobby with a book in hand, but his mind was elsewhere. The voices of their chatter and chuckles could be heard clearly. Though he was happy to see Zarmeena shedding her hard shell, he still felt a pang of jealousy at her closeness to someone else. He knew their friendship was pure, but still, he wanted her to be that close only to him.
Zubair brought her usual black coffee and placed it on the counter table. "Salaar sir, it's good to see Madam Zarmeena in a light mood today. She seems happy," Zubair exclaimed in a relaxed tone. "Yes, she is, but this happiness is because of someone else," Salaar muttered, sipping his coffee. Zubair could easily notice the dismay in his voice.
After a little while, Sajid appeared. He silently sat in front of Salaar.
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Salaar could easily sense that he wanted to say something. At last, after a brief pause, Sajid chose his words carefully and started.
"Look, Salaar, I have no right to interfere in your personal matters, but Zaro is my best friend. If you allow me, I want to discuss something about her," Sajid said, emphasizing his words. "Yes, Sajid, go ahead. I have no doubts about your friendship, and I also know that at the moment, she doesn't trust or believe in anyone other than you," Salaar replied, reassuring him. He meant every word he said.
"Zarmeena is not a girl anyone can take lightly. Sometimes she is beyond your expectations. Once, she got typhoid just before her exams. Despite having a high fever, she kept giving her papers and pushing herself to study but still got second position. That was unacceptable to her. The entire next semester, she studied fanatically-working 20 out of 24 hours, barely sleeping or eating-until she got her position back.
As far as pushing herself through constant torment goes, she's a master at it. You can expect anything from her. Whatever the reason was, she accepted marrying you. Maybe if Dadi was alive, she would have accepted you wholeheartedly. But now, the situation is much different-she has lost everything. She can go to any extent to get it back. Until she does, it will be difficult for her to truly accept you."
Sajid paused for a moment and took a deep breath. "Salaar, sorry to say this, but whether you like it or not, you are the reason for this turmoil in her life. As far as I understand her, she will give you a very tough time. If you really love her, wait for her to forgive you and turn towards you willingly. If you force her into anything, it will only bring destruction to both of your lives. I hope you understand and don't mind." Sajid finished and stood up.
"Sajid, thank you. I will always be grateful to you for bringing her back to life," Salaar said gratefully. "Salaar, don't think I am rude, but I did this for Zaro. And until she accepts you, I won't accept you either," Sajid exclaimed truthfully.
Sajid left, but his words left Salaar with regretful thoughts. He should have let her marry Fareed-she might have been happier, more lively. "I married her, but will I ever truly own her?" he wondered. There were thousands of questions for which he had no answers.
