WE ARE ENOUGH FOR EACH OTHER

HER BELIEF

{KINDLY IGNORE THE SPELLING AND THE GRAMMAR MISTAKES}

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NOTE :- Friend, chapter shuru karne se pehle main aapko clear karna chahti hoon ki iss chapter mein maine jo bhi likha hain woh na hi galat hain aur na illogical. Jo kuch bhi iss chapter mein likha hua hain, woh maine khud experience kya hua hain, unke baare mein padha hua hain with full and true proofs. So please, yeh na samjhe ki maine feka feki mein likha hain. Nope! Aisa nahi hain. Yes, itna hain ki sach ko thoda sa dramatic roop diya hain. Kyun ki yeh dramatic fictional story hain. And haan... dramatic matlab koi dhoom tana tana dhoom wala drama nahi. Bas fiction hain with but nonsense nahi. At lease mujhe toh yeh hi lagta hain. Chalo, abhi yeh bakwas band karte hue aage badhte hain.

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Anubhav reaches Smita's home on his bike. He sees Smita roaming outside of her home while reading a book. She looks at him and passes a small smile. He too smiles and comes near her after parking his bike near a wall. 

"Hum aapka hi intezaar kar rahe the. Chaliye andar chalkar baat karte hain" she says softly. He smiles and nods. 

Both come inside her home. "Ani, aap baithiye, hum bas do minute mein aaye." "Thik hain" he nods and sits on the couch while she goes into the kitchen. After a few minutes, she comes with two mugs of coffee. She offers one mug to him. 

"Iski kya avashyakta thi, Simmu?" he asks while taking the mug of coffee. "Arey, aise kaise zaroorat nahi thi. Itne dino baad toh humari haath ki coffee peene ka luck mila hain aapko! Toh hum kaise aapke naseeb ki yeh khushi chhen lete" They giggle and she adds, "Yaad hain naa kaise college time mein aap hume baar baar request karte the coffee banane ke liye" "Haan... Woh din kaise bisra sakte hain hum!"

They share a smile. They remain silent for some seconds while drinking their coffee. They are having difficulty to talk. Taking the last sip, he asks her gathering some courage, "Simmu, woh humari Haseena..." He does not have words to question her about his lady love. Somewhere he too knows that his Haseena is in an extreme worst condition. But also he has hope that she will recover soon.

Smita sadly smiles and puts the mug on the table. She rubs her hand and asks him, "Ani, aapko pata hain, Hitler yeh maanta tha ki agar kisi ek jhooth ko hazaar baar kaha jaaye toh woh jhooth sach mein badal jaata hain."

Anubhav scrunched his eyebrows at her weird question. He replies in a confused tone, "Padha tha kanhi iske baare mein. Parantu aap aise kyun puchh rahi hain? Woh bhi tab jab hum bahut ganbhir baat karne aaye hain aapse...!" 

She takes a deep breath and speaks, "Ani, yeh baat bhale hi Hitler ki wajah se popular hui hain. Par psychology kehti hain ki har ek insaan aisa zaroor sochta hain apni life mein. Har insaan ka mann kehte hain ki shayad humare aise aise karne se sab kuch badal jaayega aur jo hum chahte hain woh jaayega. Ya phir past mein jo hua woh badal jaayega. Haseena bhi abhi issi halat se guzar rahi hain."

Anubhav doesn't understand it, "Simmu, aap kya kehna chahti hain? Aap spasht roop se boliye naa... Hume chinta ho rahi hain." The fear can easily be seen on his face. She knows what kind of storm is going on in him.

"Ani, hum jab Haseena se baat kar rahe the naa tab humne kayi baatein notice ki. Jab woh humse baat kar rahe thi tab woh second ke liye bhi nahi muskurai. Not even she passed a fake smile. Unki baaton se aur baat karne ke andaaz se aisa laga ki woh zindagi se thak chuki hain" she says this making him scared. Before he can react, she adds, "Yeh sach hain, Ani. She is not showing any kind of interest in anything and..." she looks down and can't continue her next sentence.