Some memories are stuck in your mind like they are nailed in your very mind doesn't matter how hard you try to let go those flashbacks will always force you to remember every bit of it like a burn scar on your skin that won't let go but will always make you remember that fire that burns you from the skin to your core and that scar will make you feel like you are still burning that sensation is not on your skin but deep within your heart it is hard to forget but you don't even try to do so because deep within you you are used to that pain like that pain is keeping you alive that pain won't let you die and you can't live with it anymore its like that last breath that terminally ill patient is waiting for but also want to live a significant small life within that time period
that feeling of a moment that one dying person experiences while taking that last breath before sinking into the ocean bed is all that it takes to live a whole life. The sudden shattering of the window against his face felt eerily similar to Jareen's current emotional state. Despite the internal turmoil he was experiencing, not a single word escaped his lips as Yasmeen sat before him.
"Are you alright?" Yasmeen inquired, her voice laced with concern.
Jareen's response was laced with frustration and a hint of desperation. "What do you think? How am I supposed to be okay after all this?"
Yasmeen sighed, her patience wearing thin. "Look, we've been through this countless times in the past. It's time to move on and let me go."
Jareen's voice dropped to a low, sombre tone. "Yasmeen, the truth is, you're already gone. These formalities are merely a charade, a pretence of a connection that no longer exists."
Yasmeen's expression hardened, her eyes narrowing slightly. "Do you honestly believe that's supposed to evoke any emotional response from me?"
jareen stood there like a puppet of reality he has to live for his entire lifetime or he is living with it, disappointed or just hopeless Yasmin left the place
jareen is still there like a statue not moving not even blinking his eyes suddenly an agust of tears comes out of his eyes and his scream shakes the whole restaurant
he picks up that wooden box and walks outside
on the road he is walking like he is programmed to do so no emotions blank from inside just the sound of his shoes striking on the tarmac is all that is heard but in his mind, a thousand thoughts are striking and the rain begins
to fall on his face, he becomes conscious and is suddenly struck by a car; a loud noise is noticed by everyone.
the restaurant staff rushes to him
and he is falling lifeless on the road
miraculously he wakes up bruised and in pain but still manages to wake up.
Waiter- are you okay sir?
Green - I guess I am still alive !!
Waiter- wait I will call the ambulance
jareen - no need to call anyone I am a doctor and I am all right.
Waiter- are you sure it?
jareen -I am sure mate you can go no need to create a scene here
waiter - Sir madam left her purse on the table let me return it to you.
jareen - madam left many things on that table many things that belonged to her once,
waiter is clueless and slowly jareen stands away and walks away and vanishes in stormy rain.[Waiter]: Excuse me, sir, are you feeling unwell?
[Jareen]: I suppose I am still among the living.
[Waiter]: I will call for an ambulance immediately.
[Jareen]: There is no need to summon medical assistance. I am a medical professional myself and I assure you that I am in full possession of my faculties.
[Waiter]: Are you certain, sir?
[Jareen]: I am positive. You may attend to your other duties. There is no need to create a commotion here.
[Waiter]: Sir, I believe the lady who was just here left her purse on the table. Allow me to return it to her.
[Jareen]: The lady left many things on that table, many things that were once hers.
