"Mahir come here right now. You are required for the urgent work".
Sumi shouted from the living room.

When five minutes passed and Mahir didn't make an appearance Sumi again screamed at the top of her lungs, making ajitabh close his ears who was sitting beside her watching a movie.

After being called with so much love and respect, Mahir decided to make an entry. He came out of his room and stood near the starting of the stairs.

He looked down from there and analyzed Sumi's face. When Sumi glanced back at him, he gave a duh-look to her, making her raise a brow at him.

"Mom you know if I come there I am surely going to trip on the last stair. So a free suggestion is why don't you ask your good-for-nothing son to help you who is busy grinding poor chips". Mahir revealed his calculations to Sumi all the while crossing his legs, standing by taking the support of the wall from his left shoulder. He was looking not less than a model on the cover page of a magazine.

He looked all ready to catwalk on the red carpet.

Sumi gave him a very gentle smile"Gentleman move your pretty little ass here right this second, or I am going to chop it off. Also, I will trim your legs as a bonus".

a smile was constant on her face along with a calm yet dangerous voice making Mahir gulp his own saliva.

Ajitabh winked at him and tossed a piece of chips inside his mouth.

Mahir gritted his teeth looking at him.
'May you choke on the same chips you are munching upon' Mahir cursed ajitabh and started coming down the stairs while mentally preparing himself for the tripping and falling.

As expected he reached the last stair and tripped.

He squeezed his eyes tightly.

He opened his eyes expecting to see a Sumi with a worried face and ajitabh with concern in his eyes but still laughing at him.

But when this time he opened his eyes. He found himself laying on the soft grass.

Grass?

It should have been the floor. His beloved floor.

He stood up and looked around.

All he could see was magnificent beauty.

A beauty that was unexplainable.

Greenery spread everywhere. The crisp wind whipped through the long branches of trees, making it appear as if they were dancing in harmony.

The trees were sun-drenched, few looked orange and few yellow.

The blooming meadow was flush with red and pink wildflowers.

Lit by a soft orange glow, the heavenly sunset warmed the view.

In the middle of the captivating view lay a lake with fresh water emerging from it.

The lake was window clear and aquatic fauna could be easily seen playing cheerfully.

As the water was flowing, it made a sweet sound of splashing whenever a stone came in its path.

Water was flowing flawlessly, soothing all the flora and fauna present there.

A curved bridge made of wood was raised from the opposite two sides of the lake connecting the ground full of green lush.

There sat birds on the bridge chirping gracefully. Their singing echoed making the whole place lovely.

Ethereal!

Breathtaking!

All the adjectives were less to describe the heavenly beauty.

Mahir closed his eyes to let the whole spectacular view sink into him.

He took a long breath to absorb the refreshing sweet fragrance.

He was lost in nature when he felt a patting on his shoulder.

He turned, and the source was revealed to be a white-haired old man, dressed in a simple white kurta.

He had a little beard which was also white.

Mahir could not help and thought
'After a lady in white, I am meeting a man in White'.

Old Man analyzed Mahir from top to bottom. Something very unknown was shining in his eyes.

When for a few minutes which felt like ages because of the silence no one spoke Mahir decided to interrupt.

He cleared his throat, gaining Man's attention.

"Bache tum Yha Kaise aaye?" The old man asked as soon as he looked into his eyes.

[Child how did you come here? ].

" Ummm..... Nazara kaafi khubsurat hai" Mahir blurted out not knowing the answer to his question.

[The view is great]

"Nazara? Konsa Nazara? "

[Which view].

"Yhi khubsurat.... N
Mahir gulped his own words the second he looked around himself.

It was nothing like before.

The colorful flowers, trees with long branches, the green lush everything was converted into barren lands.

There was no lake, no chirping of birds.

He felt like the ground has slipped beneath his feet. He closed his eyes took a long breath, calmed his mind, and again opened his eyes but was shocked to see barren lands again.

'How is this possible? I..... I just saw flowers, trees. What is happening to me 'Mahir thought being terrified.

" This is a dream. This is a dream "Mahir again closed his eyes chanting the same line.

When this time he separated his eyelashes he met with a young man, dressed in a colorful dress.

He had deep eyes with gray texture and Long hair strands.

He kept rolling a hair strand on his finger with his left hand while kept his right hand under his chin looking at Mahir keenly.

"What the hell is happening to me?"
Mahir cried looking at the man.

"Sahib ye to janwaro ki bhasha bol rahe hai".
The weird-looking man said looking behind him.

[Sir! This man is speaking the language of animals]

When Mahir followed his gaze he found the same old man standing there all amused.

Mahir looked around and found himself to be in the same barren place with an old man and a weird man.

No matter how many times he closed and opened his eyes, he was stuck there.

Mahir was terrified, his face went pale. He kept gazing at the two-man in front of him.

The man dressed in a colorful dress moved a little closer to him.
He stared at Mahir's body suddenly what came into his mind, he raised his forefinger and glided it down his chest.

Of course, who can resist the very good-looking Mahir Sehgal who was dressed in a tight fade-green shirt with his sleeves rolling up to the elbow showing all the hard work he did in the gym.

If Mahir was terrified earlier, he was numb now. He was afraid to death looking at the man in front of him.

He stood there like a statue when the man

Maybe

Whispered in his ears "Rangrez naam hai humara. Lekin aap pyaar se kuch bhi bula sakte hai ".

[My name is Rangrez, but you can call me anything with love].

Mahir could not take it anymore. He decided to run.

Hurriedly he turned on his heels and tried to run, but maybe it was his bad day, his legs tangled with each other, and he fell on the ground.

It happened too fast that the other two men didn't know how it happened.

They tried to wake up Mahir but saw he fainted there.

Maybe he was that afraid.

The old man glared at Rangrez.

"Kya kiya ye tumne rangrez?"

[See What you did rangrez]

Rangrez lowered his eyes to the ground being guilty.

"Inhe ghar le chalte hai. Aur inke hosh me aane ke baad inhe mat cherna. Theek hai? Pehle se hi kaafi dare hue lagte hai".

[Let's take him home. After he gains consciousness don't tease him. Okay? He already looks terrified].

They both managed to drag Mahir to their home.

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When Mahir regained his consciousness. He found himself in an old-looking hut.

On his side, there was sitting the same old man.

He woke up with a jerk.

Looking at his horrified state, the old man also jumped from his seat.

Mahir tried to run away but as soon as he turned around he stumbled on Rangrez.

Mahir tried to run in another direction, but he stumbled upon the wooden chair and fell start on the ground.

The old man helped him up.
"Beta ghabrane ki zarurat nii hai yha baitho aaram se baat krte hai".

[Child you need not worry. Come sit here. We will talk].

Mahir was still hesitant but nodded.

Rangrez passed the chair to him
" Lijiye tasreef tikaiye" He said in a husky voice, rolling his hair strand with his forefinger.

[Manage your ass on the chair].

The old man glared at him, so he quickly moved away.

Mahir sat on the chair and the old man sat in front of him on another chair.

"Mera naam shikhu hai aur ye rangrez hai jo mere saath rehta hai aur meri madad krta hai kaam krne mein. Mai janna chahta hu tum yha kaise aae aur kon ho".

[My name is sikhu and this is Rangrez. He lives with me and helps me in my work. I just want to know who you are and how did you land here].

"Umm...yaaa mera naam mahir hai aur mughe sach me nii pata mai yha kaise aaya" Mahir replied being nervous.

[My name is Mahir and I really don't know how I ended up here].

"Lekin ye kaise ho skta hai? " Old man thought to himself.

[How can this happen].

"Yha to wakt ruka hua hai to achanak se ye sab kaise? Kya ye wahi hai? Kya sab theek hoga phirse? "Shikhu smiled to himself.

[Time has been stopped here, so how can this be possible? Does this mean he is the same person? Does this mean everything is going to be alright? ]

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Help Mahir to distinguish between dream and reality.

What does it mean by time has been stopped 🤔🤔?

Were you all able to imagine the things? Or should I make it more detailed?.

The writer is getting too demanding 😝😝.

***** Behind the writing*****

Rose sleeping on the bed after writing the whole chapter.

Future hubby enters and drops the whole bucket of water on her.

She wakes up with a jerk "flood flood flood".

She goes to pick up her phone, books, and snacks and started running towards the door.

*hits her head on the door*

" Ahhh mummy "

*crying hopelessly*

Mummy comes and scolds her for her carelessness.

After 2 hours of the daily session, she comes back to her room to see future hubby laughing like a maniac.

Her anger rises to a peak. She beats him to the pulp.

Gave him some good punches and kicks.

Took his fav shirt and wore it.

Headphones on she listen to her fav song, humming the tune.

*future hubby crying in the corner*.

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What Mahir saw 👇👇

Stay happy and positive❤.

Please ignore grammatical mistakes.

Thanks for reading ❤.