꧁ क़िस्मत बना लूँ, मेरी चाहत बना लूँ
दिल से मैं माँगूँ, इबादत बना लूँ
छूटे कभी ना वो आदत बना लूँ
आ, शिद्दत बना लूँ तुझे ꧂
[make my destiny, make my wish
I ask from my heart, I pray for you
I will make it a habit to never leave it.
Come, let me make you strong]
(These English lyrics doesn't make any sense but who cares 💀)
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The floor was cold and he was sitting there with his eyes open for four hours now. The clock showed three past twenty minutes.
Two strands of her hair was falling on her face and a shade of moonlight was falling on her, his eyes were stuck at mole that was on her upper lip, it was enhancing the beauty of her pink lips more but point was not this, his brain was thinking something else, what will happen tomorrow in the event, his guts were saying to stop Anika from going there as he was not feeling right but how will he convince her, he knew she is never going to listen him, and after all that he has done to her this was not going to happen.
At this point he was regretting everything, his thoughts went to the day when they met for the first time, when she was in her formal dress with a dream and passion in her eyes, a straightforward and brave lady who fears no one.
The floor was getting colder as the time was passing but this wasn't affecting him in any way, he was too busy staring at the person who unknowingly became so important in his life.
He moved his hand forward to check the fever, which was quite low now, after tugging the hair strands behind the ears her face was clearly visible now.
Her face was pale, not like it was three months back, because of the touch she turned to his side, till now she was sleeping straight.
Now her full face was visible to him, everything was going perfect until she started blabbering, he thought she is awake but no, her eyes were closed she was again having a bad dream
“NOOOO!”
She screamed and sat on the bed, “wa…water” she demanded in low voice
He took up the glass and kept it near her mouth as soon she finished the glass she looked towards the one who gave her the water, and then remembered about the night
“You are here till now?” She said with a low tone as her body was too dizzy to open eyes also
“What do you think?” He said in his usual tone but with a little softness this time
“It looks like I am… I…” she was going to complete the sentence but her eyes shut down and she fell but was caught by him
He laid her again on the bed and sat on the ground, she opened her eyes again, tiredness was clearly visible on their face
“Sleep” he said and kept his hand on her face
“Go.. (coughs)... Go home”
He ignored her and kept his hand on her face
She suddenly moved aside leaving a space beside her,
“At Least sit…. (coughs again) sit up, the floor is cold”
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