part : 4 First Conversation

Zoya abhi un dono ka introduction complete hi karti hai…

ke achanak uske face par halki si weakness nazar aati hai.

Woh ek second ke liye apna balance lose karti hai…

aur sofa par baith jaati hai.

“Mujhe… thoda dizzy feel ho raha hai…”

Mahi turant uske paas aa jaati hai.

Uski awaaz mein concern clearly feel hota hai—

“Miss Zoya… aap theek hain?”

Dusri taraf…

Mr. Shah ka face instantly serious ho jaata hai.

“Sit properly.”

Woh turant phone nikalta hai.

“Doctor ko call karo. Abhi.”

Kuch hi der mein doctor ghar par aa jaata hai.

Room mein halka sa tension hota hai.

Mahi Zoya ke paas baithi hoti hai, uska haath hold kiye hue…

jaise usse akela nahi chhodna chahti ho.

Doctor calmly Zoya ko check karta hai.

Kuch seconds baad woh seedha khada ho jaata hai aur kehta hai—

“Don’t worry… ab sab theek hai.”

“Medicine ki wajah se thodi weakness aur neend aa gayi hai.”

“Koi serious problem nahi hai.”

Room ka tension dheere dheere kam ho jaata hai.

Mahi halki si saans leti hai…

Aur Mr. Shah bhi thoda relax ho jaata hai.

Doctor phir un dono ki taraf dekhta hai.

Uski nazar unke haathon par ruk jaati hai—

scratches… halki si chot…

Woh halka sa smile karta hai.

“Aap dono ko yeh chot kaise lagi?”

“Lagta hai kaafi strong fight hui hai.”

Mahi aur Mr. Shah ek second ke liye ek dusre ki taraf dekhte hain.

Phir doctor casually bolta hai—

“Agar aap chahein to main aap dono ko bhi check kar deta hoon.”

Woh unhe basic medicine aur bandage de deta hai.

Aur thodi teasing tone mein kehta hai—

“Sach kahun to… aaj aap dono ne achhi khaasi fight ki hai.”

“Tabhi haal aisa hai.”

Agla moment—

Dono ek saath bol padte hain:

“None of your business.”

Room mein ek second ke liye awkward silence ho jaata hai.

Doctor halka sa smile karta hai.

“Alright… take care.”

Aur phir quietly wahan se chala jaata hai.

Ab room mein sirf do log reh jaate hain…

Mahi…

aur Mr. Shah.

Zoya sofa par peacefully so rahi hoti hai.

Room mein ek ajeeb si khamoshi hoti hai.

Mahi apne haath par bandage lagane lagti hai.

Tabhi usse mehsoos hota hai—

koi usse dekh raha hai.

Woh slowly apni nazar upar uthati hai…

Aur uski aankhen directly Mr. Shah se milti hain.

Unki gaze intense hoti hai.

Jaise woh usse read karne ki koshish kar rahe ho.

Kuch seconds… bas silence.

Phir woh finally bolte hain—

“Tum kaun ho?”

Mahi thodi eyebrow raise karti hai.

“Miss Zoya ne abhi bataya na.”

Mr. Shah calm lekin slightly sharp tone mein kehte hain—

“Naam nahi…”

“Asli identity.”

Mahi ke lips par halki si smirk aa jaati hai.

“Same question main bhi pooch sakti hoon…”

Woh ek step aage badhti hai.

“Kaun ho aap?”

Mr. Shah ki aankhon mein halka sa interest aa jaata hai.

“Syed Ali Shah.”

Mahi without hesitation kehti hai—

“Naam to main bhi jaanti hoon.”

“Lekin aap kaafi dangerous lagte ho.”

Ek second ke liye silence…

Phir Mr. Shah ke lips par halki si smile aa jaati hai.

“Aur tum?”

“Tum bhi normal nahi ho.”

Mahi kehti hai—

“Good.”

“Kyuki mujhe normal log pasand nahi.”

Dono ek dusre ko dekhte rehte hain…

Aur bina bole hi ek baat clear ho jaati hai—

Yeh sirf ek normal meeting nahi thi…

Yeh un dono ki story ki shuruaat thi.

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