A Thousand Years : Ft kareena

Chapter 2

"If I never see you again I will always carry you inside, outside; on my fingertips and at brain edges and in centers, centers of what I am of what remains." —Charles Bukowski

Haseena was running towards Samaira's car with full speed..like she saw a ghost..infact she did..the ghost of her past..

'Zindegi mein hum shayad bohot kam eise bhage hai..jaise abhi bhag rahe hai..zehen mein ye sawal baarbaar uth raha hai ki akhir bhag kisse rahe hai? Uss sach se jiska saamna hume aaj ya to kal karna hi hai? Ya phir uss jhoot se..
Jiski kahani sunake hum khudko roz behlate rehte hai??' Hm was thinking..

She sat in the car and was panting when Sk looked at her confusingly..

'Kya ho gaya? Khud police hoke chor jaise kyu bhag rahi hai?' Samaira asked and hm glared at her..

'Gadi bhaga yaha se phir batate hai..bhaga!!!' Haseena said so hurriedly that for a moment sk thought hm would push her out of the car..

'Haa haa thik hai' she replied before accelerating the car..

They were in car when samairka broke the silence with the expected question..

'Abhi batayegi? Kisse bhag rahi thi?' Sk asked and hm looked at her..haseena knew she have to answer but that was making her scared..

Taking her name on her lips after eight long years..

'Ka..karishma se' hm mumbled and Sk pulled a sudden break..her eyes widened as she looked at hm to confirm the answer..

Haseena nodded in yes and samaira took a long breath..she didn't know how to respond..

'Wow..I mean..tu thik hai?' Sk asked hm..who didn't answered...just looked outside of the car..

'Aab iska kaise jabab de? Ek time tha jab hum unke peeche bhagte the..unke peeche bhagne se lekar unse bhagne tak ka ye safar hai humara..' hm chuckled to herself and samaira looked at her worriedly..

'Kya soch rahi hai?' Sk asked..
'Kuch nahi' haseena replied to her and closed her eyes..

'Yahi soch rahe hai ki zindegi bhi kitni ajeeb hai..ek pal mein sab badal deti hai..' hm thought sighing..

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Santu gulped In front of the gym room's door..the loud sound of someone punching the gym bag was heard..

She knew it was ks who was using the punching bag to release her frustration, pain, anger..

Ss entered the room and indeed she saw the gym room's condition was poor..like some storm has ruined it..

Karishma was punching the bag with full force..

'Aur humari ye zindegi..na chahte huye bhi baarbaar hume uss modh padh aake khada kar hi deti hai..' she was thinking..

'Karishma..' Santu's voice broke her inner conflict as she held the punching bag and kept her head there..to calm herself..

'Hum iss bareme koi baat nahi karna chahte santu..' ks said sternly..her breath was still uneven by all the work out..

Ss sighed..

'Padh kab tak baat nahi karogi? 8 saal ho gaye hai karu..abhi bhi haseena toh choro tum uss time ko leke bhi baat nahi karna chahti..past hai tum dono ka..' santu said but ks only gritted her teeth..

'Aur issi baat se to hum gussa hai..khud se bhi..ki kaise ek insaan ke pass itni takat hai hume aaj bhi control karne ka..humare dil aur dimag ko wo sab soch ne mein Majboor karne ka jo hum chahte bhi nahi Hai..kaise kar leti hai wo..' karishma thought.. and resumed her hitting on the punching bag.