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Ye fitoor mera,
Laaya mujhko hai tere kareeb ye fitoor mera Rehmat teri.
Ye fitoor mera maine
badla re mera naseeb
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One day ago :
"I'm coming in 5 minutes, "
I cuted call,kept in my left pocket.
I grab my keys and left from my house.
I entered in elevator ,pressed buttons the lift started moving.
I lited one cigarette,
taked a puff of it while scrolling my phone.
Lift stopped the door opened automatically when we reached at ground floor.
I removed my eyes from my phone, kept back in pocket and started walking towards parking area.
"What the fuck i just saw " i threw cigarette and crushed with my feet.
I blinked twice to re-check. I clenched my jaw and closed my fest in anger.
I can feel my eyes getting red with view of that.
"Is that my new car"? I came closer and roamed my hand over that slowly.
I found my new Rolls-Royce car in shitt condition. Whole car was covered in scratch. Looking like some begger's car .old and dirty.
"Security, Security "
I yelled
"Yes sir" a watchman came running and adjusting his cap.
"Tell me what is this?"
I pointed towards the car.
"I ..i don't know sir"
"What you were doing then " i moved my hands to my hair in frustration, somehow i controlled my anger and let out a casual tone.
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