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1. down the story lane

~ never be too confident with life! Because the day you will think you rule your life, it will take a 360 degree turn and you will discover yourself in the ruins~

"Idiot! Moron! Donkey! Monkey!", Samaira yelled and Abhimanyu teased her again before running around the sofa with her following him, attacking him with pillows and vases.

" Aahh! Shit mad women! You will hurt me!", Abhimanyu squealed and another pillow landed directly on his face. Samaira giggled at her victory doing a happy dance as Abhimanyu fell on the floor. She was about to throw one more pillow at him when someone held her hand and she turned to look at him.

" What the hell kabir! Why do you need to protect that devil always?", She asked irritatedly as kabir took the pillow from her throwing it back on the couch where shaheen was sitting.

"Because he is my bro baby", kabir teased her and pulled up abhimanyu as both laughed at her together and samaira was angry like hell! But before she could burst, shaheen get up and held her hand.

"No samaira. Even one bad word is haram and it takes us away from allah!", She pleaded her to stop and looking at her horrified face, samaira nodded and sat down quietly. Though samy, as samaira was better knows as didn't have such belief in the supreme power, she did respect her friendship and shaheen's thoughts. But that didn't mean she forgave both the monkeys of her life. And while abhimanyu sat in front of the tigress thinking ways to calm her, someone silently put a five star in his hand and he turned back to find Roshni standing behind him with a sheepish smile. Kabir laughed at him as Abhimanyu went on to manofy samy and the rest three giggled at them.

"I so wish all of us stay together forever, happily and smilingly!", Kabir commented and before shaheen could say anything, Roshni and Samaira screamed.

"Inshallah! Shaheen style", their voice echoed and shaheen laughed at them.

The sudden blow of wind brought Samaira out of her thoughts and she wiped the tears streaming down her face.

"You were wrong shaheen! Your allah didn't listen to us! He didn't!", She whispered to herself before wiping those fat tears from her chubby cheeks. Picking up the photo frame that had all five of them together, she smiled, this time a genuine one and she ran a hand over the picture.

"Five years and see where fate threw us! God! If you are there, please for once, bring us all together. It's needed for everyone..please...", And once again her smiled converted to her tears as she sobbed falling on her knees!

Somewhere upstairs in the same house, a man in his late twenties was sitting on the prayer mat, doing his dua. His head was hung low and as he raised the index finger of his right hand, his face came into proper view. Smart features with a pale appearance, tears were soaking his face.

"I beg you her alllah! Forgive me for my sins. Forgive me for the grave mistakes I did and keep her happy. Wherever she is, wherever he is, keep them happy. Bring to me their share of pain but keep all of them happy", he begged her allah! Completing his dua, he stood up to find Samaira standing at the door looking at him with a pensive face.

" How long AbHi? How much more are you going to punish yourself?", She asked irritated at his teary demeanour and he smiled at her.

"Until I get her forgiveness. Until I get her Allah's forgiveness! Until I know that she is happy, he is happy, though far away but happy!", He answered with a wide smile, masking all his inner turmoil with it and she sighed, knowing well that he won't say anything. She stood there, seeing him folding the prayer mat and keeping it back, before moving out of the room! And again, for the umpteenth time in the day, she broke down again, unable to bear this pain and agony of seeing her best friend succumbing to the emptiness around him, or better, in him. Five years before no one could even imagine that abhi, the hero of his own life would one day hate his own life, his own being. She still remembered that fateful day and still, his voice echoed in her ears, as clear and as shaking it was that day.

" You won't live in peace Abhimanyu Rathore. You made her life a living hell and now every second of your life will be nothing less that hell. Remember it"

"Allah won't forgive you AbHi. You are really the meanest human I have met and allah will never forgive you for your sins. This is the curse from my heart...."

The words still burnt her heart and she shuddered to even think what abhi goes through everyday. The one person she knew who had his whole life planned now struggled to even get through a day. She was still standing like a statue wiping the dam that broke down again when she saw him coming towards her.

" Samaira! I am going out. I will back in a few hours...", He spoke, looking down and she stared at him.

" Where are you going?", She questioned for she was afraid to let him go alone.

" Samaira...it's...it's mumma's birthday today! So there is a huge party out there in the mansion with lots of guests. I want to try once, may be i could sneak in! I really want to have one glimpse of her, of dad! Please..!", He asked with a low voice, which was her normal tone these days and she felt tears stinging her eyes again. She simply nodded and he left at once, desperate to have one look at his family, the people he loved with all his heart! The people who have abandoned him five years ago. Her heart went out to him. She so wanted to console him but he never let a single drop escape his ocean like deep eyes.

" Ya allah! Shaheen was so confident about you. If you are there, please end this misery. Please bring all of us a little peace. Please", Samaira agian welcomed her content companion these days and prayed in her heart to have some peace...!

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