Happy reading!
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Kashaan
Zindagi mai kabhi itna bebas nahi mehsos kia maine!
Khud ko khudi mar dene ka dil kar raha hai!
Hitting hard on the staring, I took the sharp turn while racing car at highest speed. I don't care about the speed limits or the signals. I have to be as fast as I could. Its been 2 hours I have left her alone. And she isn't picking up her call. Dialing again and again! I couldn't stop these tears flowing. Security Guard was also not there. Maria wasn't there! Why the hell fuck I left her alone.
God damn! PICK UP THE FUCKING PHONE!
Dialing the number I knew would help,
"Sir!" He spoke in the signature tone as always.
"Be at my home in 5 minutes or even less time!"
"Yes sir!" These are my bodyguards more like a mafia man. They are tall, musculine africans. Whenever I need them, they are just a call away. And I really need them because I don't know what mess would Maha have created till now.
I have many reasons to explain myself!
but at the end of the day ...
You are not worth it!
Muskan's voice rang in my ear and I couldn't do anything else then biting my inner cheeks. Remembering my conversation with her in my office before my wedding, I literally hate myself for even breathing right now!
One thing is for sure! You never should assume on your own! Truth may not be what it appears to me. My assumptions have lead me to this point where I don't know where do I stand right now!
Whatever Maha told me... was my past. And I am ashamed and guilty over what I had made Muskan go through just because of me. I knew life was never fair with me but she really paid a big price of loving me!
And still I had guts to hurt her even more by my actions!
"I forgave you...!"
Forgiving me wasn't easy. Her voice still resonate through my ear. Her crying face and begging voice... everything suddenly replaced by Aima. It became difficult for me to take my next breath.
You know THAT situation when you have enough air to breath but you still can't! You fucking can't!
Ai... Aima... around whom my life revolves now.
My eyes get relief looking at her.
My hands get happy feeling her presence and my soul...
it feels like a flying bird who have no fear with all the happiness of this world with it. She is more than my love, more than anyone could describe love as!
The car suddenly stopped and I hit the steering. Fucking snow!
Taking my phone and jacket, I got off the car and locked it and started running on this road full of snow. I have no other option then to be there.
My whole body was numb and still I have 6-8 kilometres left till I reach home. Suddenly my mind went to the night I left Aima out and slept peacefully inside.
Oh God! I would die of this feeling!!!
While running, with ragged breath and almost frozen hands, I dialled another number. I have no one other than him.
"H...he...hello! "
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Faizan
"Hello?"
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