Time is the least understood of all dimensions. While the material world still fights over the direction of its existence and flow. There is a strange thing about it, its probably the most powerful dimension that human brain deals with on a daily basis. Time has been ascribed as the powerful, mighty, healing; but most important of all -always in motion. Linear ,nonlinear, circular, elliptical, looping ; what ever is the character of flow of time ,one thing is for sure , now is the only chance peole have got .It had been around a month of the last events having taken place in Mumbai .Sidharth and Shehnaaz had never been face to face with each other after that.
"Sana tera phone bajj reha puttar.", sweety, Harinders mother called for Shehnaaz .
"Hnji aagyi!''
"Madhu chai dekh le ...mai aai",Shehnaaz spoke ,turning the gas to a lower flame .She walked out of the kitchen, moving to sweety's room.
"Kive ho ..mummy ji fark aa kujj",(how are you ....feeling any better?),Shehnaaz asked placing a sipper on the side table.
"Ha ...just see some Miraal has been calling...its been 2-3 calls.",said the woman draping a shawl over her body.
"Heater on kar daa?",(should i switch on the heater?") ,Shehnaaz asked picking up the phone.
"No darling...i will go and pray."
Shehnaaz picked up the phone.Looking at the caller ID, she contemplated on the idea of calling back.The last they had talked, was over 3 years back.Even on her wedding Miral had just dropped a whats app message.She was working with the foreign administration department and therefore had been away.The last Shehnaaz knew she had been in Poland.They hadn't talked after Harinder's death ,maybe Mirall had never known of that,even if she did know,Shehnaaz had switched to a new sim in Mumbai, thus the no talk.
"Hello!",she said ,her heart beating fast.Mirall was the only friend Shehnaaz had ,and they hadn't talked to each other over years. She was the mirror to Shehnaaz's soul.
"Sanu...",Mirall spoke, hesitant, her speech breaking ,heavy with emotions.
"Kaisi hai...", Shehnaaz held her voice steady.
"Shehnaaz i want to see you...can I?",they had never needed words to communicate, they knew each other so well ,they could pick up energies even on phone.
"Aaegi?",Shehnaaz could not stop her ever.
"Ha."
Shehnaaz felt her self choke up.with emotion of what Miraal's voice did to her.Tears rushed to her eyes.
"Ki hoya?", Sweety asked seeing Shehnaaz distraut.
"Miraal...shes a friend ...she was in Poland...wants to come over!"
Destiny must be real powerful, if it could singe the stars and dry up the oceans .What power would an ordinary human being hold to the giant maze it was? No power at all! A human beings must be paly cards at the hands of the recital stars set up for them.That day ,a month back.Destiny had shown ,how powerful it could be.Just after Shehnaaz had reached the hospital, Harinder's dad had passed away.It had been a second death within a year ,for them.There after ,all that had happened was them being socially accurate. The mourning period of ten days that followed had really impacted them all. All the time,Shehnaaz had been a dutiful daughter in law , a loving child.But most importantly a constant support to her mother in law.She could not understand how destiny could snatch a son and then the husband from that woman.Shehnaaz was all that sweety had been left with.Initially she had been inconsolable, but slowly she had tried putting up a brave face.
