yet another interrogation

Manasa sat on the couch , with a fixed and frozen expression. she felt haunted deep down , all that she could think at the time was ,what was it with these people and Jenin , why did they mention the girl that she picked for Jenin, how is that girl related to them, if these people are ready to send someone to their grave for their act, why haven't they done anything to me at that extreme. All sort of thoughts kept running through her mind.

Sarala observed her from one end of the room and intrupted her thoughts by saying " your question will be answered sooner or later, don't stress you're self".

on hearing that , she came back to her sense and nodded her head. Though she tried coming out of it , everything was flashing in front of her and out of curiosity she moved towards sarala , turned her around and held her by her hands.

" why are you doing all these to me?" she questoned

but sarala ditched her expectations and replied " I'm paid for it".

Manasa's hope was broken by this answer . she didn't question sarala anymore , just shook her head and left the placed.

---------

Jenin's friends on the other side heard the hell lot of loud noise of the blast and kept shouting his name, but that was of no use coz everything that happened at that moment were at lightning speed and the only thing that his friends could think of doing was return to the town and meet their friend .

The local police sent Jenin to the hospital and started proceeding with the investigation on this blast.

never in life we can predict things that are meant for the future. Future sometimes can pleasingly pull us into an embrace or sometimes beat the shit out of us, but it all depends on what we do in the present. Every little thing counts, a good deed will give us a good return and a bad deed will return to us with worse paybacks. we reap what we sow

Jenin is in his period of reaping now , a living hell, every second he took a breath to live pushed him towards giving up on him, every buen hr felt made him wanted to tear himself and every minute he passed, he wanted himself to rest in piece. Yet he couldn't do anything except just expecting everything.

-----

when it was almost the close of the day , Aaliya came to the house where Manasa is living now . Sarala opened the door for Aaliya as soon as the doorbell buzzed. Aaliya greeted Sarala and walked straight to Manasa's room and knocked the door.

"come in " she called ,in answer to the knock on the door.Aaliya walked in and Manasa identified her as the lady who use to come all covered and address herself as Aaliya , basically that's how sarala address her.

on seeing her two things happened, one is a feel of relief and the second one a soaring of her curiosity. Aaliya sat down near the study table and Manasa took her seat straight in front of her.

" Tomorrow I'll be taking you some where" she said with an authority when manasa was about to interrupt her some interrogation. Aaliya . Aaliya cut her short by saying. " you are meeting some peopl"

Manasa modded her head in acceptance and raised her hand like a student waiting for his turn to ask a question. seeing that Aaliya questioned her

" what is it"???

Manasa pulled all her courage together and gave it a shot. " i saw the headlines this morning, was it you?

" you are not in the position to demand any explanation for anything happening around you. Yet if you wanna know about something wait until you're next interrogation", she replied

The word interrogation sent chills down her spine . it reminded of the day when she was in the dark room under the flickering light answering a demon like man.