Jaadu

39. It all ends

"But I won't let you be happy." He used all his powers and stabbed Aman with his sword.

Aman was now completely fallen on the ground and Agha let out a scowl and was pulled into the fire.

Blood spilled from his body as he was gravely injured. Kabir was petrified witnessing his twin die in front of his eyes. He cried.

Roshni aka Parveen looked at her son who now drenched in blood. The prophecy came true so did the curse. Blood had been paid off by the blood so did the end of the existence of Jinns with their baadshah being killed.

She ran towards him. He was smiling looking at her. He eyes conveying regret for not listening to her.

"Ammi, I should have listened to you." He managed to say.

"Aman, I'm not sorry. I couldn't save neither you nor Roshni. She promised me Aman she will save your life with hers and she did it. But who are we to overpower the fate." She stated with cries.

Kabir slowly came to her.

"Kabir bhai, take care of the family. And tell my apology for Ahmed's. I shouldn't have forced Roshni that day." Again the tone of regret in his voice. Kabir cried listening to him.

"Aman please, you can't leave us. Already Roshni left us, not you now." Kabir cried holding his hand.

"Forgive me Aman. Kabir take care of the family and yourself." Roshni's body collapsed on the floor and the soul of Parveen was pulled by the circle fire. Aman had a painful smile.

And he closed his eyes for once and ever. Kabir cried hard, his twin, with whom he had 9 months bonding than any other sibling breathed his last.

No curse. No prophecy. No Jinn.

He reached Junaid Manzil. Everyone were petrified seeing him like that. His eyes blood red so was his body but ironically it's not his blood but it is.

"Kabir, what's all this blood? Where is Aman?" Dadi asked and he was numb to answer.

"He left us Dadi." He cried.

"Dadi, there in the jungle Roshni saved him with her life and we went there again, he was on the verge of losing then Roshni appeared from nowhere Dadi. One second we were both happy that it's her. But it's not Roshni Dadi, it's Ammi. She came and killed that Agha but he played evil Dadi, he stabbed Aman and Aman was already dead as Roshni left us. He is no more Dadi, my brother left me." Kabir cried out. So did the every soul.

"My brother, with whom I had 9 months more bonding than any other sibling, is no more. He always wanted answers Dadi, answers for his reality but when we got them, he is not there." Rehan hugged Kabir, as everyone shredded their tears.

Both the Khans and Ahmeds were mourning and none had the courage to speak. Only tears were the only emotion on their face.

"I thought she will be happy with her love but never thought she will leave with her love." Asad cried seeing the corpse of his daughter.

She persuing him when she liked Aman.

Her childish fights with Zayan.

He looked at Zayan who is standing there with Neiv in his hands.

"She came here for my wife but now she left us." Zayan muttered in a low whisper, Asad looked at him and Zayan couldn't even face him.

"Nothing is your fault Zayan it's just the fate. See even Neiv is crying." Asad took Neiv from him when Zayan held the hand of Roshni's corpse.

"You came as a light in my life and now leaving like meteor. Is this your game? Lightning others lives and leaving them in the middle. It's not fair Rosh. How can we live without you?" He question to none in peculiar.

Soon their bodies were buried with a heart wrenching farewell. Perhaps tears got less for them.

It all ended.

•••

13 Years later. . .

"Abbu please why don't you let me into that room?" The nine year old Haider questioned his Abu Kabir.

"I already told you na, it's your Chachu room and you shouldn't go." As the room wasn't opened since that dreadful day.

"But you always talk about them then why can't I go into the room?" Haider questioned again.

"Because they will be remembered forever by us." Marwah, Kabir's wife cooed him again.

Though she didn't had that much bond RoshAn but she knew they were the life of family.

Family was seated in the dining room when Haider the question tag was always asking this and that.

"You remember even Aman Bhai used to question everything in our childhood." Sara uttered and everyone had a known grim on their face. It's been 13 years but still they were remembered every hour.

"Abu pass me the sharbat." Little Anya pleaded her father Rehan while Shayri reminisced of Roshni.

Anya was just like Roshni in everything and this made the Khans both delight and grim.

But one fact was sure.

They will be remembered, until the very end. Always and Forever.

•••

Although the physical body dies, the individual soul has no beginning and no end. It may pass to another body through reincarnation, depending on the karma of respective one's. If the soul has realised the nature of reality, it will become one with the purest.
The one.

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For the last time,
With love

••• VYAM ❤️