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A few feet away the bear was standing while holding up her camera with a firm grip on it, a glint of mischievousness hidden beneath her innocent smile.

"Bhalu!" Ayeza shouted then pointed her free hand towards her while warning her "ye camera do mujhe bhagna nahi waha se warna kabutar ko abhi bula kar sab bata dungi"

"Haan bata do ye jo tumhare paas pareshan angry bird hai na mai bhi.."
As the bear continued her threat Ayeza glared at her as she started to move forward but soon stopped abruptly.

"Haath to alag kar lo pehle ghalib" Bear said teasingly as she pointed her face towards their tangled hands.

"Uhmm!" Deb coughed lightly as she tried to release her hand from the mice grip. Ayeza closed her eyes for a second as her auricles turned red again for the third time within an hour.

"Chalo sharmile ghalib!" Aliya laughed loudly then started to sprint towards the gate.


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"Aage ma bethungi!" The bear announced as soon as she spotted the pigeon forging towards the front seat.
"Maine pehle haath rakha tha mai bethunga!" Vrat shook her head negatively while glaring at the bear.

"Lekin maine pehle dekha tha!"

"Maine pehle bola tha!"

"Maine pehle socha tha!"

...

"Niklo dono yaha se bahir" Not so calm the angry bird said calmly.

"Lekin.." As they started again a stern voice cut their banter out.

"Abhi!" After hearing a slight change in her tone both of them moved back while still glaring at each other.

Some few seconds later the poet strode towards the car calmly while trying to tame her wild strands of hair which weren't quite co-orporating with her. As she reached the trio her gaze fell upon the unusual calmness which was presented there. Despite the three layers of clothing, which she was covered within, a chill ran down her spine after her eyes got connected with the rabbit one's.

"Ahmm.." Aliya cleared her throat intentionally a bit loudly which resulted in their eyes to divert towards somewhere else, not on each other again.

"Chale?" Vrat spoke out after giving the bear a slight nudge on her arm.

"Chale!" Bear exclaimed happily while hitting her elbow on the pigeon's ribs.

"Betho" Deb said after opening the door in front of the poet. Aliya and Vrat surprisingly glanced back and forth between them while offendingly pointed their hands towards the angry bird.

"Hum kaha jaye?!"

"Peche"

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"Ye sea side to nahi hai" Bear asked confusedly after they got out of the vehicle.

"Mere jhule kaha gaye?!" Vrat questioned frustratingly as he was a bit excited about them.

While the third one was curiously gazing around her surroundings.

"Camera saath layi ho bhalu?" After staying quiet for a while the poet asked her.

"Haan layi hu, lekin us ma khufiya tasvere hai isi liye tumhare haath ma to nahi jaane dungi mai apne camera ko"

"Mujhe pata hai, kuch nahi karungi tumhari 'khufiya tasveron' ko mai, mujhe do"

Aliya walked towards her, passed her camera with a light pat on it. Vrat grabbed the chance and tickled her before running away. Aliya turned around abruptly while forgetting about the capturing device completely. Ayeza moved ahead as she tried to catch the camera, so as the angry bird.

The device didn't get damaged but someone else did. After recovering from the collision and adjusting her sight, Deb glanced up at the poet who was probably.. umm lost? And it began.
(The thing's love does to one's heart)
The sun started to drown, kneeling down in front of the moon. Warm oranges rays started to scatter across the sky as they fell upon nature's beauty.

A sunset with some unexplainable feelings brewing up inside one's heart.

After getting no response from the lost human above her, Deb tapped her forehead lightly. The poet came back to earth upon sensing the familiar touch.

Ayeza stood up, still in daze while the rabbit got up dusting up her clothes. Deb passed the camera in front of the poet as she gestured to her to vaguely capture the beauty of nature. Getting no response from her she called her again.
"Ghalib?"

Seems like someone got lost again.

Deb held up the camera in front of her own face while turning the lens towards the poet, she glanced thoroughly towards the scenery for a while then pressed the button.

Ayeza watched the rabbit lowered down the camera while mumbling some words incoherently. She moved her hand towards the camera while turning her face away.

Deb placed the device on the poet's hand then walked away, a bit hurriedly.

The poet ended up capturing a lot of pictures of the splendidly beautiful sunset.

Some minutes later her eyes caught the poet standing by the pond and some more pictures got clicked before one of them knew.

By the time they were leaving the park the bear asked them. "Naam kya hai is jagah ka?" To which Deb replied.

"Salt Lake Central Park"

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"Na jaane wo aina kese dekhte honge
Ham to fana hogae unki ankhe dekh kar"




feliz cumpleaños ♥️

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