A DAY
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Daya who is an youngster residing in Hyderabad with only goal in his life is to be happy with whatever he does. One unfine night after daya return from watching second show in Urvasi theatre which is 1km far from his room on his bike he has to cross a path of 200meters of dark road with no street lights.
When he is almost entering that so called dark 200 meters road to reach his room on his bike by humming back ground music with Adnan Sami voice, he saw a guy on road left side to him with no face clear, laying on road and shivering with desperate need of help.
At first glance, Daya had a thought of moving towards his room without any side look and have a Briyani which he left it in the afternoon to have it in the night, which may be finished if he gets late to his room by his roommates.
Later he felt, someday he might be in the same position and he may need the help from someone like him who runs for biryani. He stopped and took turn and went back to the person laying on road, who is conveying , as if the road personally belongs to him by his posture.
When Days is almost approaching the person on road, the thoughts running in his mind is, he may be drunkard or thief and stab him and ask him to give his 21 ruppees in his pocket. Finally he approached him and turned him with his hands who is laying on road towards his face.
The person on road, opens his eyes and immediately placed his left hand into daya right hand and told
TOMMOROW EXACTLY AT SAME PLACE AND AT SAME TIME YOU ARE GOING DIE LIKE ME
And left his last breath.
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