《Ballad Of Love》『²』
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“ find what you love and let it kill you.”
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"In search of Bahar, i lost my burger."
Bahar laughed her heart out, when she saw Noor standing on the University gate. Noor, her best friend and the only person who truly understand her in the whole damn world. She run towards her in slow motion and wrapped her arms around into a bone crushing hug.
"Noor, meri jaan."
Bahar kissed her chubby cheeks and hugged her even more tighter.
"Bahar, its the thousandth time you've bailed out on me. Yaar kabhi tou time par aa jaaya kar."
Bahar stood their hearing her ranting and saying Sorry for millions time.
They both walked together inside the University campus. Talking and making fun of all the hot wanna bee's.
***
"Bahar baig."
Bahar was sitting in Canteen with Noor, when a girl came with a Flower bouquet of Red roses.
"Yes. I'm Bahar Baig."
"This bouquet is for you."
Bahar looked at the girl suspiciously, but the girl without wasting any second put the flower bouquet on the table and ran away from their like she had seen some ghost.
Noor was looking at Bahar like what the hell exactly had happened?
"What the fuck is this? That girl just went away."
Bahar said opening the card which was attached in the bouquet. Before she could read it, Noor snatched it from her hands and started reading it a bit loud.
"A little gift from a person who thinks of you very often."
~ Walid Baig.
"OMG. So Mr Walid Baig is now whipped around your little fingers. Ahmm good going Bahar."
Noor was teasing Bahar and Bahar's mouth fell open when she heard Walid's name. How could he sent her a bouquet of flowers, after giving her so many thorns?
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"Noor. Shut the fuck up."
Bahar took the card from Noor's hands, taking the bouquet of flowers with her she walked out from their. She didn't knew that Walid would do such a thing.
"Why is he doing this?"
Bahar asked herself and sitting in her Car, she drove off to Walid's office. She was driving irrationally, her thoughts were clouded by that one stupid card.
***
Walid was busy attending a conference when he's secretary peaked inside the room, worry was clearly written on her face. This conference was very important for him and their company, so he send her away with an irritating gaze. Everything can wait, but not his dream project. The project for Which he had given his everything.
"I think you should ask your secratary what had happened she was looking a bit worried."
Before Walid could say anything in return the door opened with a thud, and Bahar walked in, not looking around here and there she took walid's collar in her hand, throwing the card on his face. Walid was looking at her with suspiciously, he didn't knew what the heck had gotten into Bahar's brain.
"Why did you do it?"
Bahar shouted at Walid pushing him away harshly.
"Bahar Calm Down. Please wait outside, I'll be their in a minute."
Walid trying to get her in control, but he afiled miserably. Because Bahar was standing Their with a mocking smile and raised brows, like she was challenging him to make her walk out from their.
Walid looked around and cursed himself for not listening to the silent pleading of his secratary. All of the Men present in the room were looking at him, he was embarrassed and their questioning stares wasn't helping.
"Gentleman this Meeting's over. I think Mr Walid Baig has some important issues to handle."
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Bahar who was standing their with solidarity, froze in her place hearing his voice. She couldn't move an inch. All of them went out Shaking hands with him and Bahar was still froze in her place.
"Walid you should have acted upon my advice, only if you had."
The man said getting up from his chair and standing beside Bahar. His scent was making her dizzy.
"Meeran. I'm so sorry for the interruption. Can we reschedule..."
"Walid you've already gotten this project. Afterall for the past two years your services has been impeccably delicious. I mean the food was really good in the Baig's kitchen."
Walid who was known for cold exterior was melting infront of Meeran like a jelly, he was looking thankfully at Meeran. And Bahar who was standing frozen on her place, moved around and her fuming eyes fixed on Meeran. She very well knew what he actually means.
"I'm so happy. Meeran you've helped us alot and now you're sponsoring us again, I'm so happy."
Meeran just smiled at walid's such emotional speech. Meanwhile his eyes was openly checking out Bahar, who was also looking at her with loathing and anger.
"If your thank you speech is over. Can we talk, alone?"
Bahar was getting frustrated, intervened and Walid's gaze shifted on her, he couldn't believe that Bahar could do such stupid stunt.
"I think i should go now."
Meeran was walking out, he stopped for a second and blow a breathe towards Bahar, his hand slightly touched Bahar's and Bahar got alert, moved away. A cruel smile passed on Meeran's lips. Seeing his smile, all Bahar Wanted was to punch him, but she can't, atleast not in Walid's presence.
"What the hell is this Bahar?"
Walid shouted at Bahar and took her elbow in a painful grip.
"What the hell is this? You're asking me, what the hell is this?"
Bahar shouted even more louder and Walid started walking in frustration. He was trying to calm his nervous, he didn't wanted to hurt her in his anger.
"Bahar why are you doing this? Just because of a flower bouquet, you embarrassed me."
Walid gently holds Bahar hands in hers and looked at her with warmth. Bahar would've gotten mad, if it was the Bahar who had loved Walid Baig blindly.
"You have no right to give me flowers and lovey dovey cards. I'm not your property."
Bahar's voice was calm and soft, but her eyes were lashing out fires.
"You're forgetting Bahar. You're my Wife."
Walid caressed her left cheek slightly, placing a hand on her waist, he moved her closer to himself.
"Stop it. I'm not your wife."
Bahar pushed him away. She couldn't believe he would touch her like that and starts claiming his rights on her.
"You cannot change reality Bahar Jana."
Walid's threw daggers on her heart with the words, she wouldn't wanted to hear, atleast not from his mouth.
After listening to him Bahar didn't waited another second and ran out of the room. Tears were flowing down from her cheeks. She couldn't believe he would hurt her like that.
"Bahar jana."
Bahar whispered to herself and wiped away her tears. She was cursing herself for coming here and making a joke of herself again, infront of the men she hates the most.
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