My eyes got pinched closed due to sudden sound of shot and then I fell back on my back.

I opened my eyes to see police holding hassan and dragging him out of this basement.

Then my eyes fell on the body against me. My eyes go wide with horror.

"No...no no no.... haarib.... haa...rib... bhai... You didn't... You shouldn't have done this... wha...what have you done...."

I brought him in my lap holding him tightly. His face was covered with bruises. I couldn't see where he have been shooted.

I was crying by now.

"SOMEONE PLEASE CALL THE AMBULANCE!"

I shouted.

" HAARIB... PLEASE....OPEN YOUR EYES GODDAM! YOU CAN'T DO THIS TO ME.... PLEASE.... I love you.... please don't leave me..." I jerked him by shoulder and then shook his face and slapped his cheeks to make him gain conscious.... but nothing was working.

He wasn't even moving.... he can't leave me....

"Haarib! You can't leave me .... open your fucking eyes man!" I hold his face and then hugged him.

"Woahh man! Wase ma maru ga nahi par tere in kapro ki smell se zaror mar jao ga..."

My eyes widened and then I pushed him away.

He was smiling like it was all a joke!

"Bhai! Hath ko goli bas chuu k guzar gai. Ab itnay se mujh jaisa James bond mar thori sakta ha. " he showed his left hand where blood was still oozing out and his bicep flesh could be seen.

I jerked him away and hit him on his face.

"DO YOU THINK ITS A BLOODY HELL JOKE! JAAN NIKAL GAI THI MERI AUR TUJHE MAZAQ SUJ RAHA HAI!"

I shouted.

It wasn't a joke man! I thought he di....

I can't imagine to loose him and he...

"Ouch! Bhai dard ho raha ha..." he placed his right hand over his wound and sat up.

"Sir! Ambulance is here. " one of the cop came and I helped haarib to stand up.

"You shouldn't have done this.... I am not worth it..." I whispered while seeing his wound.

He looked directly in my eyes.

Silent for a second and then smiled.

"Tere bohat qarz han yaar mere par.... socha shayad aise hi woh qarz jhuka du. " he replied with a small smile.

I frowned at his statement.

"Par yaar.... stunt kharab ho gaya... goli kahi aur baj jati thora action hota thora larai wagaira.... ulta mere biceps hi kharab ho gaye. " he again came back to his jolly mode.

We reached ambulance.

"Wase mane tujhe adhay ghanty baad andr ane ko bola tha .... tujhe ziyada jaldi thi ane ki?" He asked.

Yeah! He had asked me to bring police and he'll handle hassan.

I am still wondering, what he gotta have to deal with him alone?

"Kiu! Teri koi ram leela rehti thi abhi us k sath sunany wali?" I asked while the nurse was cleaning his wound and we were heading to the same hospital where soha was.

"Nahi! Us ne jo story sunai woh hi bohat thi. Meri to abhi shuru bhi nahi hui thi k ap tapak pare. " he complained.

"Han mai aur ek minute late ho jata toh tera ram ram satiya wahi ho jata. "

I looked out of window thinking of only one thing....

Only one person...

Soha....

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Insan ko zindagi ma bas do hi cheezo se dar lagta hai....

Ek moat se....

Aur dosra us ki biwi se....

Aur jab biwi meri biwi jaisi ho toh I guess, darna lazmi ho jata ha.

"You may go now. I'll do the rest. " ifra said to the nurse and came over to my side and started to tie the bandage around my arm with a stern expression.

Jab biwi bolay toh us se daro....

Lakin jab biwi kuch bhi na bolay....

Toh samjho ap ki khair nahi!

"I am fine jaan!" I tried to start the conversation.

When we entered the hospital and she get to know about I been shoot, her reaction were seriously to be captured.

For the first time I saw the worry for me in her eyes. And to be honest I liked it.

Then everyone was outside the ICU but Sheharyar brought me here in emergency for dressing of my wound.

"Hey! I am seriously fine. See!" I smiled and hold her hand and tried to make her look up at my face.

"Jee nazar aa raha ha jitna sahi han ap! Two stitches near eye, gun shot at arm, bruises all over the face. IS THIS WHAT YOU CALL 'BEING FINE?" she was being angry and she have the right to be.

Kon shadi ki raat ko hi goli khaa k aa jata hai?

Well! Its me.

"Ap ne socha ho ga! I am the James bond! Goli ne mera kia bigar lena ha? But you forgot! This goli wasn't a tablet! It was freaking bullet!" She completed the bandage and pressed my hand on which I winced.

Then she turned around not facing me.

"Ifra.... soniyo.... gall te suno meri jaan...." (listen to me my love)

Before I could even say anything she turned and hugged me.

"Ku....kuch ho jata... toh .... apna to kabhi socha nahi... mera.... kia hota... "

She was crying like a child and I smiled.

So, I still have someone around who loves me this much.

"Yaar! Ya pehly dant lo ya pehly roo lo! " I smiled and hugged her back.

She didn't replied.

"I am fine my sweetheart! I won't leave you this soon. " I smiled and wiped her tears away.

"Ap ne to meri jaan hi nikal di thi....

Udhar soha ki ye halat hai aur idhar ap aisay .... mujhe marne ka irada ha ap dono kia?" She complained and I kissed her forehead although I arm hurts when I make it bend.

"Kuch nahi hua mujhe.... I am fine.... "

I am not gonna tell anyone about my truth.... my reality....

Its my secret which will go with me till my grave!

Bas jin logo ne mujhe piyar dia ha....

Un k piyar ka ehsan piyar de kar hi utarna ha....

"Soha kaisi ha ab?" I asked.

"She.... I don't think she .... her child...."

She again started crying.

"Okay relax.... let's go. "

I stood up and started to go where she was.

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Still unconscious....

Laying on that white bed....

With all these machines on....

"

She was right!

Muhabbat aur ishq mai bohat farq hai!

Mane aj tak soha se sirf muhabbat ki thi shayad....

Aur us ne.... us ne hamesha ishq ka darya bahaya hai mere liye...

Ishq ki un manzilo ko par kar gai woh mere liye jin ka andaza bhi nahi mujhe aur mai.....

Mai sirf us k ishq ma khamiya hi dhondta reh gaya....

Aur aj is mor par khara hun k na pata ha agay ka rasta kaha hai....

Na pechay ki rah konsi thi....

Standing in the middle of nowhere...

Because I couldn't see...

My light... My saviour.... My guardian...

She isn't with me... to stand beside me...

To show me the right path...

I need you soha... please come back...

"Dr. Soha is out of danger now. She have lost blood so weakness is still there.... we'll shift her to room soon. Then one of you might meet her. " the doctor informed and then alia asked.

"Doctor? Her....child?" She was hesitant to ask.

"We are sorry but the baby didn't survived. Infact she had the miscarriage soon when was here. She was bleeding when she was brought here. We had done everything.... but couldn't save the baby. Sorry..." the doctor left with the news that broke everyone here...

Soha's mother cried and zuhaib went to hold her.

Her father was also silently crying.

Alia hold mom and they both were also sad.

Ifra was with haarib.

I was at the end of corridor.

"

I ran out of hospital.

These voices and her crying wasn't leaving me....

I killed my own child....

I made her suffer....

The condition of Everyone in there is just because of me....

I couldn't breath....

The heaviness over my chest wasn't leaving me ...

It was suffocating me....

I just wanted to get ride of this feeling....

Sheharyar Ali! Accept it ! You killed your own baby....

And make your wife go through such a vulnerable state...

You are the reason!

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Blaming ones own self?

Its the worst feeling when you know everything happens because of you and still you can't do anything to stop it.

Trust me its so suffocating when you wanna cry but not a single tear fell from your eye.

When you are free to breath but couldn't breath....

So, its the hell of uncomfortable situation for Sheharyar!

He lost his child and his wife is still unconscious ....

I do pity him.

Do you?

And I thought some comedy would be good as next is gonna be a one hell of a serious chapter.

With love,

Khushi