Another Hate Love Story

53.

I was still sitting on the floor, After seeing the pics of that corpse my heart was sinking. If she was Sara then I'm responsible for her death. But Sara couldn't give up... Especially on her life! But her hair... It was the same wavy hair brown hair.

Was she Sara?

Did she commit suicide?

All those questions were killing me from inside. I was a tough man who doesn't know crying but I was crying for my Sara... And a knock on the door grabs my attention.

With the hope that my Sara was back I stood up in hurry but that was a postman who hands over me a white envelope.

It was my termination letter. Nothing surprising. After that scene with Avinash, I already knew that I'll not remain at that job, even I would resign by myself as I didn't want to even see his face again but there was another legal notice attached with my termination letter. Notice to leave this home within a few days. How could I forget that I get this apartment from the company? When my job is no more then I have to leave this home too.

Resting my head with the wall I was trying to conclude the number of losses I have had in few months.

I lost my love, my wife... My Sara.

I lost my job

I lost all my hopes and dreams

And now I was on the way to lose my home.

It wasn't home before one year, but that Jangli Billi converts this dull house into a home. Why I didn't trust her? Why?

I wanted to end my life with my own hands...

But maybe I was a coward to take that decision.

Leaving all the work I started packing my luggage. And then I open the cupboard which was untouched for the last three months. It was Sara's cupboard. I started packing her clothes. I don't know why I was doing so, but I only wanted to take her everything with me.

'Where will I go?'

That question suddenly popped in my head and a loud voice echoed in my ears.

Adnaan, please... Where will I go?

Sara was pleading... But I ignored her.

Guilt was gulping me whole, my life was not less than a punishment. Marriage is a bond of trust, but there was no trust between us. I love her, but I didn't trust her. I don't know where we both went wrong that bring so many differences between us. The fact was, we distrust each other but trusted the wrong people. Avinash and Qaleel bother came out as Aasteen ka stamp (snake in the grass) and for us they were trustworthy.

While cursing myself I was clearing her cupboard when a book fell on the floor. It was strange because Sara always keeps her books on the shelf, not in the cupboard. I was Picking the book when few white sheets peeped out from between the yellowish-brown pages of that book.

I started reading what was written by her.

Tum bohot bure ho, pta nahi kyu mujhe itna preshan karte ho... Aur ek main hu, tumse jitni nafrat karti thi ab wo sari Mohabbat me badal chuki hai.. Kabhi socha bhi nahi tha tum jese insaan ko apna dil de bethungi. Kabhi socha bhi nai tha Tumhari badtameeziya, tumhari bakwaas, tumhara preshan karna mujhe itna achha lagne lagega. Tumse ladne me to pehle bhi maza aata tha, specifically tumse jeetne ke liye hi ladti thi, lekin ab tumse haar kar bhi dukh nhi hota.

(You're very bad. Why you trouble me? And here my all hatred towards you has been converted into love. I had never imagined that one day I'll lose my heart for a person like you. It's awkward but now I like your irritating deeds, I live when you annoy me and I enjoy your rubush prangs and cheap jokes. Back then I like to argue with you, I still do. But then I argue with you to insult you but now I don't feel bad after losing by you in arguments)