"Cradle To Grave"

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HM whispered softly : Karishma Singh ham jaante hai aaj tak hamre bich bohot si misunderstanding rahi hai, par ab aap akeli nahi hai, hamse to jan buj ke hamari khushiya chini gayi hai ham uska to kuch nahi kar sakte par aap...Aap ki to kabhi koi galti thi hi nahi, aap to hamesha sab ka bhala hi chati hai par fir bhi takdir ne apse sab chin liya, par ab nahi, ab aap akeli nahi hai...ab apka ye room aur apki zindagi dono khali nahi rahege ye vada hai hamara apse...!!

HM glanced over the room making notes mentally, she noticed a balcony and walked through it, KS's house was located far away from the real hustle bustle of Mumbai.

HM stood there feeling the calmness in nature it was pitch dark & dead silent but it was peaceful silence rather than scary. She closed her eyes & took a deep breath which filled her heart with unknown yet familiar emotions. She smiled feeling a deja vu but not exactly remembering what felt like a deja vu. This house, This balcony, This place, This calmness or The person sleeping behind her.

She stayed there till all the weightage of her heart disappeared in that calmness. It was cold outside but she felt warmth in her heart and finally she looked at KS who was sleeping peacefully maybe because of the heavy medication.

She came inside closing the glass door of the balcony. There was nothing else in KS's room except the bed, she shook her head in disbelief and lay beside KS on her bed.

HM took KS's hand in her hand intertwining their fingers she rested her head on KS's shoulder and closed her eyes and soon she drafted into deep sleep.

Next Morning...

KS felt heaviness on her head as if someone was hitting her head with a hammer, she exhaled heavily opening her eyes with difficulty, she heard some faint noises her ears couldn't grab the details about what was happening around her.

She couldn't open her eyes completely cuz of the sunlight in her room. she was confused with this much light in her room as her room usually stays in the dark. Her ears recognised one voice which was not loud but gently but at the same time strict. Her lips curved into smile hearing the voice.

KS tried to look at the scenario in front of her with half closed eyes and noticed HM was not alone. She heard HM's strict tone in which she was definitely scolding or ordering someone, KS Chuckled knowing HM's rude tone.

HM in strict tone : aree use sar pe rakh ke ghar le jaoge kyaa?? Rakho use vahi pee..

Aur tum...tumhe kab ka bola tha vo vaha set karna hai aur ise yaha mere sar pe lake rakh diya... Me urdu me bol rahi hu kyaa jo kisi ko samaj nahi aa raha ??

KS was confused with all the noises, she couldn't understand what was going on.

KS in low tone : Haseena... Haseena jii..

It was just like a whisper but still HM heard her and instantly turned towards her and saw KS was awake but still in influence of heavy medication due to which she wasn't able to gain her complete consciousness.

HM came near her and sat beside her adjusting her arm below KS's head to give her support. Their faces were inches apart.

HM whispered softly : to finally aap uth gayi...

KS in low tone : ye...sab kon hai??

HM : kuch khas nahi ham bas apke liye ek gift bana rahe hai uske liye hai ye sab..

KS weekly : gift?? Kis khusi me?? Ye ese besudh bebhan pade rehne ki khusi me??

HM : apko ye lag raha hai ki aap ese besudh bebhan hai ye buri halat hai?? Apko andaza bhi hai hamne apko apni baho me almost marte hue dekha hai..vaha se aap zinda ayi hai...