Parveen & Rubina reached the basement of JM. Rubina showed that Dibbuk to Parveen, for a second Parveen felt like she had a heart stroke. That mark on the Dibbuk, confirming that it was meant for her. She looked at Rubina hopefully.
Rubina : A person of Mid-fifties, looking completely like an mad person, green eyes. He also didn't talk in the normal language. It's pretty old types. He showed up here & thrusted this one Dibbuk into my hands and left telling me if you know whom to ask. I'm sure that he knows our truth, maybe he's from there, you know.
Parveen nodded shockingly, flashes of past pooling inside her mind.
Parveen : ye nahi ho sakta. No Rubina. It can't happen. Why they again came becoming a storm ruining our peaceful life. I won't open it. I never let the things in their favour.
Rubina : but Parveen we need to open this, who knows the thing inside this favours whom. It's now a double edged sword.
Parveen : but Rubina, what if it's again ruined. I can't take a risk now. It costs many lives as for him. I can't let this happen.
Rubina : Parveen, don't behave like a fool. Just open the Dibbuk you too know you can't leave that unopened for a long time & when it gets open by it's own. The havoc can not be prevented. So it'd better we bear the storm than a havoc.
Parveen nodded unwantedly. She closed her eyes, flashes pooled. She placed her hand on the Dibbuk. A mark appeared on her forehand twinning with the one on the Dibbuk. A spark connected both the marks. Parveen immediately removed her hand. The Dibbuk opened with a splash. Then everything blacked out.
A girl of early twenties, talking (okey) literally yelling in a good tone.
Parveen : Ammi, I know they are not of our sort but still I can't leave.
Ammi : but Parveen. We can't let you do that. Listen to us & leave them. They are mere humans.
Parveen : but still they are nice Ammi.
Abbu : they're not of our sort Parveen. Soon they'll oust you if they know your truth. Humans are always greedy & mean. They can never be nice.
Parveen : but they're not Abbu and I can't leave, neither him nor that family.
Abbu : okay then forget this family you have.
Ammi : what're you saying, she's still a child. I'll talk to her. I'll make her understand.
Abbu : she's not in the state of listening to us. She lost her sanity living with those humans and from now, She's not my daughter anymore and any objections, you too can leave with her.
Ammi : Parveen
Parveen : okay Abbu if this your decision. I happily accept that. Allah Hafiz Abbu-Ammi. Maybe for the last time and she turned around with tear brimming eyes. No sooner the tears too accompanied her but nothing could help her.
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Parveen didn't know how much time she lost in those moments of her past. She froze there itself. She wondered who had all this memory & sent this to her that too at this crucial time. By seeing all that past. She knew one thing for sure that whoever this person is. He/she knows her past & present happenings very well. That is why the Dibbuk was sent to her at this time, to make her doubt on her own decisions.
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