~Tera Sukoon Ya Junnon Tera~
The snow fell with a very small sound over the alpine trees and ground. Through the glass window, I looked towards the beautiful outside scenario of snow covered ground and alpine trees at outside. I missed my Kashmir, my home town for so long. I never thought that I would be back here like that. No doubt the beauty is breathtaking but I couldn't do anything rather than looking at the outside with my gloomy eyes. I am not allowed to go outside. I was imprisoned inside the house for a whole long week, captivated by my own father's killer. I shut my eyes to control the tears flowing down my eyes. no I was not going to cry. Antara kaul had forgotten how to cry after she lost her whole family in that blast whose horrific sound was still ringing through my ears. My momma, poppa, noor appa all of their burnt body was still burning in front of my eyes. that fire would never slow down until I die. My hand balled into feast. I won't leave them. I will make sure that all of them get behind the bars. That's why I started the game of life and death hiding my tears behind my rage. Everyone stopped me. "antara don't do this!! this is insane..." Mayank's voice was still ringing in my ear. But I was mad at that time. The fire of revenge was burning inside me. I didn't listened to anyone and put my life on stake. But what just happened? Each and every time I came so close to my success, something wrong happened and I found myself shattered, defeated! I didn't meet my brother ishan for long time. He was the only one remaining for me. I didn't know where they had kept him.
I wished, I wasn't left alive. I should also be death along with all. I wished I never collided with him on that day! what a big prank my destiny playing with me. He was the messenger of death for my whole family. but whenever he looked at me through his coal black intense eyes something happened inside me. I hated to admit that I felt weak in front of his gaze. I didn't want to be, but that happened. I crushed on the floor in exhausted mind. I have to run away from here. I don't know how, but I have to. I have to search for my brother ishan and my mamma mummy too. God knows where they had kept them. I dug my head in between my knees and drove into the thoughts.
Ps: so guys, here is another crap idea of story from my insane mind. my new rantara ff "tera sukoon ya junnon tera." 😳I am just posting the prologue here and I don't know when I will get time to continue this. cause as u see I am too busy with my other FF. 😆but as the idea bugging my mind I couldn't afford myself to post this story.😆 The idea looks confusing and depressing I know. But I thought to give a try.🤣🤢
now waiting for ur anda tomato and joota chappal wala reply... 🤣
