chapter9: journey to bangalore

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Prophet Muhammad (s.a)said

"The strong man is not one who is good at wrestling,but the strong man is one who control himself in fit of rage "
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"   All set" azeem asked  opening her room door  pushing it with a thud.

"Yes  bro !!when you guys packed my luggage so neatly ,what else  work will I have  "she asked shrugging "By the way thanks "she greeted  smiling

"Now come fast ,we are getting late "   azeem said  carring her luggage to the car

"Azeem I have a question" she said bitting her lips

"And what is that "he asked her

"you love me and at the same time  you  hate mariam  , why? "she asked him

"Who  said I love you "he  teased  her raising his eyebrows.

"I  know you love me, ok !!the way you treat me, I feel like you are not azeem you are  hannad bhai ,  so tell me why" she asked curiously

"Maybe because you are my foaster sister who shared milk with me " he said  "you are my best friend who knows all my problems and solutions for that " he sighs "you know about alize  but still you  support me unlike her who sneak into my room to see my personal things  " azzem says as he gritted  his teeth

"Ohh!!thats why you hate her  "she was about to finish her sentence but rashvin distracted their conversation intruding.

"Later you guys can  discuss .we are getting late now " rashvin said  putting her luggage into the car.

"Ohh ya !!"azeem said  and everyone got inside the car.

"I'll drive "sunha said snatching the key from rashvin's hand .

"Okay , sunha !!easy there !!" he said smiling broadly

sunha plugged her phone  to charge so  akshay played the music . Since it was akshays phone ,no guessing !!the song that played had no meaning at all but still it rocked the car .

"  Nashe me chad gai oiii ..kudi nashe me chad gai.. "
 
The song was rocking  and these people were dancing like kid ,Opening the car sun roof  like a drunkards.

She was driving in such a speed that even a normal   racer  could not  race her. of course she was a racer  .  She was driving fine from goa to bangalore but when azeem asked her to stop after he  spotted hannad near a  company ,their car   got dumped  into another car which was trying to take a turn . angry sunha  got down and  went towards the car  driver.ready to punch him.

"Are you crazy ?   If you don't know how to drive  ,then why do you even drive"   she snapped at the driver

"Excuse me!!how dare you  talk to me like that!do  you even  know who iam "the man said angrily coming out of the car

"  Whoever  you are,Who cares!! "she said rolling her eyes "just because you have lamboorgini ,you can't  hit  anyones car  whenever you feel like "she said throwing her anger  all at him
 
"Excuse me !its not my fault !I was turning my car and suddenly you came out of nowhere , i couldn't even turn my car because you were in such a speed "before he could complete his words she started again

"You mean its my fault " she said  angrily folding her fist

"Yes, its your fault . you are a rash  driver . if you don't know to drive don't drive .don't blame others when its your fault "  he snapped

"How dare you tell me that iam a rash driver . you damaged my car and now you are trying to preach me that iam wrong . who will pay for this "she said holding his collar

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