Socha hain tumne ki chalte hi jaye
Taron se aage koyi duniya basaye
Socha hai ye ki tumhe rasta bhulaye
Suni jagah pe kanhi chere daraye
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How does one feels when you are sinking inside the sea with the pressure of water crashing down their eardrums, throwing your hands left and right to stop yourself from drowning, when there is no option left rather than opening your mouth to breathe in some oxygen to save yourself but can't otherwise the same saver will snatch the soul out of your body and become a killer, this was the exact feelings of haseena behind those blindfold, initially she struggled to get out of their grip but ultimately ended up stopping herself as she knew it was of no use until they reach their desired destination, one thought crossed her mind as to why her hands were tied with some kind of velvet cloth, usually in such cases kidnappers use rope or cable but surely it was none of them, she can say this by the feel of it, these kidnappers were whispering something which was inaudible to haseena but there was a sense of familiarity rather than fear in the air, no doubt her heart was beating with an unmatchable pace in anxiousness but deep down her body was relaxed..... Reason unknown.
The car stopped and the kidnappers pulled her out of it leaving her in middle of somewhere , still blinfolded, hands tied behind her back, then she felt someone untying her hand, the moment her hands got released she suddenly raised her hand in anger and slapped it hard towards the person who opened her hand, the slap landed in between the cheek and ear of the person giving them a thousand volt of blow but the very next moment the same person engulfed her in a tight hug.
Haseena was bewildered as to what happened but as their bodies touched, her body relaxed knowing who it was and now her anger turned into a guilt,....what is up with you?.... She asked still blindfolded.
You are up and all over me.....Came a reply.
Haseena tightened her grip and snuggled more saying.....you are impossibly dumb
I know that's why I got someone so intelligent..... Again came a reply with a chuckle.
Aankhe kholiye meri, dekhna hai mujhe aapko..... Haseena said.
Kuch der aise hi rehte hain, please.... The person spoke.
Haseena accepted the request and rubbed her hand back and forth.
After some good minutes they parted and haseena removed her blindfold, blinking her eyes 2, 3 times to adjust to the sudden bright light her eyes encountered.
She saw to her left and found herself on the shore of Ganga River then she turned her gaze to her Right and there she was...... The love of her life who just kidnapped her to give her a surprise.
Ye kya harkat thi karishma ye sab kanha se sujhta hai aapko?.... Haseena asked walking towards karishma who was smiling every now and then looking at her
She came close to her and after entwining their fingers mumbled leaning close to her ears.....coaching leti hun
Hain!?
Hain nhi haan....
Haseena noded her head in disbelief while she asked....hum yanha kya kar rhe hain?....karishma pulled her near the river end and saw her stairs of the Ganga Ghat beautifully decorated and waiting for them saying.... Aap mere sath date par aayi hain yanha
Her mind was amused that what kind of person Karishma was that she makes every little corner memorable for her without giving much thoughts to the fancy arrangements, who could have even thought that the stairs of some River end can become their dining for date......."Jitna hai kaafi hai"....must be her mantra of life and she was loving evey bit of it...... Her thoughts were very clear that this lady can bring happiness in her life even when she will have nothing.... Such is the power her existence holds.
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