Cuore Di Pietra || HEART OF STONE||

Sufferings

Sometimes you are fed up
With the excuses they give you
With the reasons they provide you
Why do they even do the mistake?
When all they have to do later is regret
Upon the mistakes they do
Sufferings never end
They burn you in the fire
Killing your every desire
And still they never end
Giving you no time to mend
Your broken soul
Your shattered heart
They ignite the fire in you
That gives rise to something new
The desire of revenge
The desire to avenge

He closed the last file and placed it on the desk.
He sighed and looked at him,
"Where is Waris"?

Bilal replied respectfully,
"Sir, he has been attending the meeting with J and sons Co. He'll be free in an hour".

Zaviar nodded to that.

Bilal asked again,
"Sir, you have a very important meeting today with Jacksons and company. The foreign company that you signed the agreement with last week".

Zaviar looked at him and shook his head,
"No Bilal. Cancel it'.

" What?! I'm sorry sir but it's very important. You shouldn't cancel it".
Bilal was shocked at his response. He knew how other companies were dying to do the business with Jacksons and here Jacksons was struggling to do business with his company. He should avail the chance.

Zaviar leaned against the back of chair as he eyed him for few moments before throwing a question at him,
"Bilal, tell me one thing. If you see a person who is fit and fine and giving you an opportunity and on the other hand, you see a person who is suffering from a serious illness. What will you do? Will you prefer your benefit over the person's life or you'll try to help him"?

Bilal was slightly taken aback but than he understood the reason,
"I'm sorry sir. I completely forgot. It's your day to visit the charity center and blood donation center for thalassemia patients. I'm extremely sorry sir. It got out of my mind".

Zaviar nodded but didn't say anything.

Bilal spoke again,
"Sir should I prepare the guards"?

Zaviar threw him the glare this time,
"Did I ever take my guards with me to the charity and donation centers"?

Bilal bit his lower lip in embarrassment,
"I'm extremely sorry sir".

Zaviar stood from the revolving chair and walked towards him. He placed a hand on his shoulder as he asked,
"Are you alright Bilal? Is everything fine? Is there any problem going on in your life? You aren't paying attention to the work nowadays. You even forget things. If There is any problem, do share it with me".

Bilal stayed silent for few moments than raised his head as he spoke hesitantly,
"Sir, actually.. My.. My mother is not well these days. She is suffering from major illness and she needs me in this situation. But... I'm not there with her. I don't feel right".

Zaviar patted his shoulder,
"Why didn't you tell this thing to me earlier Bilal?I thought I was frank enough with you to share your problems with me. Your mother is like my mother because you are like a brother to me. Never hide anything like this again".

Bilal nodded to that.

Zaviar continued,
"You can leave for your village in the afternoon. And don't worry about the work behind. It'll be managed. And yes Bilal, remember one thing, don't let your work ruin your relationship with your family. Family should always be the first priority".