CHAPTER 1
BEWILDERNESS
The house was burning, the flames of fire were all around it. Ayaan was standing in front of the house with his widened eyes when Essa came running towards him.
"Are you alright? How did this happen." Essa was all shocked. Those two boys were in their early teenage life.
People from neighborhood started to gather around. Someone was calling the fire brigade.
"I don't know." Ayaan dropped his head in both of his hands. He was about to say something when they heard that voice.
Was that sound or trumpet, both of them looked at the window on the above floor.
"No, this can't be Ushwa", Ayaan said this in such a low voice that Essa was not able to hear it. But that voice, he could recognize that voice in a hundreds.
And then, he didn't know what was happening around him. "Ushwa.... Ushwa....", calling her name, Ayaan ran towards inside but a person caught him from his arm.
"Have you gone mad?Do you want to die?", but he was not listening, he was trying to get free from him, "My Ushwa, she is inside, I have to save her. Ushwa.... Ushwa....." he kept screaming her name," save her, please, save her."
Essa came forward and grabbed him from his collar, "She was not at home. You said it yourself. She... she was at her friend's house. Then... then how can.....", he sat down, tears were coming out of his eyes, he felt like his soul has been taken out of his body, like all blood had been drenched out of his body.
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GO BY 11 YEARS
His eyes opened when he heard some familiar voice, "Ah! don't joke around dude." ,the alarm sound we all hate to listen.
"Are you awake Essa?" sound came from downstairs. "Yes milady!" he replied making his voice boomy. "I am making breakfast. Come down fast." Picking his cell, he turned the alarm off, got off bed and wore his slippers.
Like every morning, he went to terrace, "There we go for another busy day." ,stretched his arms, warmed up and came back to his room.
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He was sitting on his sofa. His eyes were red and swollen. To look at the wall clock, it was already 8.
After five minutes, Ayaan was standing in front of the dressing mirror, buttoning his shirt. His face was as all blood had been drenched out of his body. He was looking at his reflection in the mirror, but his mind was far else from there.
He couldn't see what she was doing sitting in the seedbed with flowers of roses around. A cold wind tore at her long sun-kissed blonde long hair. That girl 17 to 18 years old with wide hazel green eyes , elegantly straight nose and natural red lips was just like an angel. Instantly, she stood up, an angelic smile was on her face, with wreath of white and pink roses in her hand, she was heading towards him, she placed garland of roses on his head.
"UM-HU, this would have suited you well if you were handsome though."
Saying so, that girl started to chortle. His lips twitched into a smile. She must be the most beautiful girl of the era. But at the moment, that girl's hand started to burn, then her hair and then everything around him was on fire.
Due to this dream, he couldn't sleep the whole night. He shook his head, picked up his coat and came out of the room.
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"Essa you are coming down or should I bring you down myself with your legs broken."this was said in a gruff sound.
(Ah! this old woman) "Coming, coming" He gave a last look to himself in the mirror. Fair skin color , chestnut brown silky hair, hazel eyes. He was 28 but still he looked like a teenager.
"Every time I see you Essa, I notice you are growing more and more handsome.", said with a cool gesture, appreciating his good looks, he came down.
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SpiritualA girl who is trying to find peace of mind in her life. She tries a lot, but a time comes when she gets tired and disappointed of life. But then a star shines, she finds some light just like a person trying to find road in a jungle to find a safe pl...
