In your memories

Chapter 6.

Author's Note:-

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Zaid POV.

I walked all the way to my house, which is no longer a home for me, without you. My heart ached so much, that it is even making my breathing difficult.

Sarah is no longer here. She went to allah. But my conscience always says it is all lie.

Yes, everything is lie. Everyone is lying. Even Sarah also lied to me.

When i reached home. Silence welcomed me. There is no longer someone who is waiting for me. Yelling  and complainting about for me being late from work, not eating food on time, no even for hugging me in my darkest hours.

No one...

When i was about to lock the door of my house, i saw society members were standing outside my house. Then from the crowd someone throw stone at me, which directly hit my head and it starts bleeding.

"Get out from here you fucking moron", someone yelled.

"yes, have you some shame or not, you son of terrorist", a woman yelles this time.

"Because of people like you, we Muslims have to suffer in every country, because of people like you they also think us terrorist", one elderly man said.

"What kind of man you are, let your wife die in blast"

"I think he's terrorist, but he let his wife to die"

"Shame on you, you are no muslims"

"Let's teach him a good lesson guys"

They all nodded and started throwing stones on me. Most of them has hit me, i ran inside my house to save myself and locked that door from behind.

I called Police Station immediately for help, but i remember i'm no longer a officer. But my colleague friend assured me for help.

People are furious and they starting breaking into my house, by trashed glass windows, and breaking doors.

"Now die you son of bitch, you deserve this kind of treatment", they started hitting me with whatever they found in their hands.

"STOP IT ",someone yelled from their back and they all immediately snappes their heads towards that direction.

I found Inspector Aapte and my friend Inspector Shinde was standing their.

"If you people dare to hit me, you all will rot in jail", Inspector Aapte yelled.

"But officer he's a terrorist ", one of the man defended.

"He's not a terrorist,  he is an honest police officer who vow his life for the service of public. And even he's at fault, then no gives you the right to punish him. There is a protocol for every thing, now back off otherwise we will arrest you, in the case of beating a person to death ", Inspector Aapte yelled that guy flinched a bit and then every one left.

They both helped me in getting up and with my wounds. But that pain of wounds in nothing than that pain in which my heart is aching now.

"So what are you going to do now Zaid", Shinde asked.

"I am going to find answers of all my questions", i answeres him straightforward.

"Are you crazy, are you trying to go against ATS?", he askes with wide eyes.

"I want to know why Sarah did this? I want to know what was the reason behind that?", i answered him

"Sarah is dead now, move on in your life Zaid. This is the matter of national security. There's no way Indian Government will help a police officer in this ", Shinde said.

"My world starts with Sarah and end with her. I'm nothing but only a living corpse, even if i die in this mission. I will be proud of myself. That i  sacrifice my life for my country, like a soldier", i replied him back.

He sighed deeply. And nodded his head in defeat.

"So what you are going to do now?", this time inspector Aapte raised the question.

"I will be going there, from where all this has started. To Sarah's dada house", i stated her.

"I don't know what to say. But i want to wish you luck. Hoping that you will find all answers, but please don't die.  Our department is in great need of officers like you", she told me.

I bid my goodbyes to both of them and started my journey of finding truth. Starting from Sarah's past.

Ya allah! Please help me....

I prayed inwardly and journey begins.

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