CHAPTER 55

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Guys don't blame me, i wrote this chapter with terrible mood swings.. I'm not responsible for the consequences, i sobbed alot, just by writing, i didn't even dare to re read it..so ignore if there are any mistakes!

HAMZA

Today the weather is too good, it's sunny but there's a cold breeze swirling around.

The perfect weather for running infact i ran one kilometre extra today.

I started to climb the steps and my mind swirled with all the random thoughts, I just need a cold shower now, i don't know why but I'm feeling a slight pain in my right shoulder.

I should see my physio this weekend, nope i must,i don't want any thing complicated.

As i opened the door, and i came across the most scariest thing in the world, my Nani's glare.

I tried to be normal, trying to remove my shoes, sitting on the nearby chair, beside the door, but I can still feel the piercing gaze.

I hope she don't throw the vase at me which is decorated with the fresh red tulips and the yellow hypericum's, which is just beside her "Aap mujhe aise kyu dekh rahi hain?" I tried my best not to Sutter.

I know when my Nani is mad like the real Anger.

"Kya karke aaye ho kal, jo tumhara baap mujhe pe aise cheela Raha hai?" She's out of control,now i just want to close my ears.

"Nothing...unnecessary!" I answered walking into the kitchen.

"What should that supposed mean?" The sharpness of her voice,is enough to make someone sweat.

We shouldn't believe people who are good to us, like takes care of us.. the ability to lie to them drops to a sub Zero level.

I was happy from the last night, I want to continue the same mood today too, i sighed stirring my coffee "Let's say you and Nanu, were going somewhere on a remote street,and Nanu have to attend a important call,in the mean time a guy came, tried to drug you...and force himself on you.. what do you think he would have done seeing you like that?"

I learned this thing from hanu,she says everyone feels there are correct until they themselves are in the scenario.

Her face scrunched in confusion "How does this answers my questions?" She asked.

"Just answer it.." i urge her.

She thought for a second "Err..I guess he would have killed the person in the first glance..." She's skeptical about what she's saying.

A small smile curved up my face "that it, the difference is that i didn't kill him.." she's gasped in shock.

I leaned against the kitchen door "Do you think what I did was wrong?" I asked calmly.

"No.. but still it's wrong Hamza, you can't hurt someone like that..." I shook my head,i hate it when they are diplomatic.

Hypocrisy has a point..

"Inform Baba I'll be there by 10 ? And i would like to have Quinoa upma for breakfast.." i answered checking my mails and sipping my coffee.

She glared "He asked you to be there by 9 Nijju.. he's mad at you!" She tried the softer approach.

"Today is a holiday.. I'm not going early, just to be suspended.." i got a point.

She shook her head disappointed " He isn't me, so that you can convince easily.."

"I know..."

And it was 10:30 by the time I reached there, and I don't fucking care,how irresponsible they think of me.

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