As Abhay came back from office.He heard of some kinds chants . He stepped in and saw some puja / hawan going on with Piya's picture having a garland and few flowers ahead.
Misha and Kabir were also present there..
Abhay got annoyed "Alina!! yeh kya ho raha hai?"
Alina was kind of scared and she knew where it's going "AR!! Please calm down"
Without listening to anyone he thrashed the flower plate, took off the garland from her picture and watered hawan.
Misha was shocked through it wasn't the first time"Abhay yeh kya kar rahe ho"
Everyone in family was disturbed by what Abhay did, not shocked because this was the third time he disrespected proceedings for Piya.
Abhay was shaking in anger "Enough !!! Kitni baar, kitni baar tumlogo ko samjhana padega to stop all this nonsense!! PIYA IS NOT DEAD!!
Kabir could see the pain in Abhay's eyes " Abhayyy... aaj Piya ki barsi hai, yeh uski aatma ki shaanti ke liye hai"
Abhay looked at Kabir in disbelief "Bas Kabir!! Tu bhi??!! Meri Piya mere paas jald aayegi!! Please stop this!! She is alive, she is not dead!!"
Misha again tried " But, yun puja ka disrespect karna sahi nahi!! We should be concerned about Piya's soul in peace"
Abhay had enough "Mishas!!! One more time aur main rishtey ka lihaaz bhul jayunga. Main Piya ka pati hun and I don't allow all this nonsense. I don't believe in all of this... I don't believe in saint, I don't believe in God!!"
Kabir was almost in tears "shhh Abhay!! Aisa nahi kehte.. Bhagwan ke aage kisi ki marzi nahi chalti"
Abhay scoffed "Kaunsa Bhagwan huh??!! (Alina looked over at him, understanding his anger being built as she knew what was about to erupt) Kis Bhagwan ki baat kar rahe ho tum?? Uski jisko hamesha manna, pujja Piya ne?? Uss ladki ne zingadi mein koi galt kaam nahi kiya!!
Batao Na.. Ek aise ladki ki jaan lene mein kya Bhagwan ki marzi ho sakti hai... Jawab do!! Poocho apne bhagwan se aur batao mujhe.
Everyone was silent because every word he said was true and meaningful.
Misha and Kabir were speechless
Abhay continued his wrath "
So till the time you don't have an answer to give, stop this nonsense because I don't give a damn care!! (He flashed away from there carrying Piya's picture. While moving he saw Kabir stilled and saw the hurt on his face. He stopped and looked at him) Piya tumhari dost hai Kabir and I'd expect next time anything of this sort happens you will stop it instead accepting fate. Main uska pati hun and I will not accept all this. Meri saanse Piya ke hone ka saboot hai - you all believe it or not!! (Saying this he picked his car keys and stormed out from there along with Piya's picture)He reached his apartment, the one he and Piya had brought with so much love , the where he spent some beautiful moments with his life, his Piya .
Abhay was frustrated as he has never been so rude with Misha and Kabir He locked himself in his room and started throwing things in agony.
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A girl woke up from her sleep, panting heavily, totally drenched in sweat.
She sighed as her breath calm down and stood from the bed, she needed a shower.
Closing the door quietly behind her, she prepared herself for the shower.
Stopping when she passed by the mirror, she turned and stared herself.
She didn't know, she was crying until she tasted the familiar salty liquid.She completely ignored those tears as she dug through the drawers and pull out three bottles, two painkillers and an anti-depressant.
She quickly gulped down one pill from each bottle and then she got ready and headed to work.
She walked inside the small office building and sat at her tan coloured desk, turned on the computer and started entering data.
That was her life.
Wake up.
Take her medicines.
Go to work.
Type date for 10 hours.
Head home.
Eat whatever available.
Sleep.
Repeat
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