THE WAY IT HAPPENED....OS

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This story is a gift from my side to Arshi.

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Closing the door in front of his face, she glided down to the floor along the height of the door. Drawing her knees close to the bosom, she let her head rest there, while the silent tears made their way through her eyes. This wasn't the life razia had planned. This wasn't the way she wanted her life to go on, or rather, to end.

Razia could feel that Mirza was still waiting outside. As long as he was there, she couldn't even cry her heart out loud, lest he would hear her. Gathering up all her strength and courage and moping her eyes with her bare palm, she stood up. She had to somehow make him leave this place. He should not be spotted with her, or else, all of his life will be doomed, just like her had been.

Opening the latch, she pulled the door handle. There he was, standing in front of her door, looking clueless as to what happened in their otherwise happy day.

"Why are you still here?", she questioned looking directly at him.

"You were crying..", ignoring her question, Mirza stated the fact that she was crying.

"Why are you doing this? Why don't you leave me alone?", she shouted at him, frustrated at his love for herself.

"What happened Ro? Why are you behaving like this? The whole day you were so happy. But now suddenly, what happened?", he asked, while cupping her face in his two manly hands.

"You really want to know?", Razia questioned him with her eyes downcast.

Nodding his head to show her that he really wanted to know the story behind her every drops of tear, he tried to collect her fragile frame in his strong arms.

Pushing his hands off her body, she looked directly at him, "Then come and meet me tomorrow at 11".

Barely had he registered her words, when he felt the door close on his face again.

*****

Not bothering to change into her nightclothes, Razia switched off the light and lay on her back on the single bed. As memories overpowered her, she couldn't help but cry at her own fate. She turned her face and on putting it in her pillow, she let the strong urge to cry overpower her. The pillow soaked, as the pain coursed through her heart as if trying to break the already shattered one.

The muffled sound that came out, couldn't wake up the person sleeping in the next room, otherwise she would have got a lecture again on not to cry and let her heart become weak, but to focus on her plans of taking revenge.

*****

As the cry subsided, she lay on her back again, thinking how her life was before the dreaded incident and how her life changed after that one.

FLASHBACK...

Life was already colorful for Razia with her small family of her parents and a small brother, when she had got in touch with Yusuf, the love of her life. Their lovestory continued for some days hiding behind the prying eyes of the neighbors and her family members. Then after some days when they had got to know about their affair, they met Yusuf, and on finding him eligible for their little daughter, razia's father, a famous political leader of Andhra Pradesh, had wasted no time in fixing her marriage with Yusuf.

The days had passed so quickly, and her marriage day appeared.

Getting jam packed on the road, while going to the Hall to get married is a fact that all women hate. Razia looked at her watch and tried to call her family. The phones were switched off. She looked at her phone disbelievingly. How can all the phones be switched off together. She told the driver to take an alley and to avoid the highway. She had a nagging feeling in her mind that something was surely wrong, otherwise why will all phones be switched off together. The trip from the parlor to the house seemed to be a lifelong affair to her. On nearing the vicinity of her house, her eyes caught, yellow flames coming up from the house.

Razia's heart stopped beating for a moment. What was she witnessing in front of her eyes?? Her house along with its residents were blown up. Her dreams were all blown up. Tears didn't come out of her eyes and neither did her eyelids shut. Her mind had become numb to everything happening,. The only thing that she could imagine was her family members body being roasted in the flames.

As soon as the thought came, she tried with all her might to open the door, but her fingers ceased to perform properly. But as soon as she opened the door, she felt being pushed inside with a great force, and in no time the car started again, only this time her fellow passenger was one of her father's friend, another eminent leader.

She screamed, she pushed him, she tried all that was left for her to do to open the door and go to her house, but was stopped by the man beside her. He took her to his home, and from there they fled the country. She was dead in the world's eye. She was also reported to be burnt alive on her wedding day along with her parents and other invitees.

Fleeing the country with uncle, as she called her father's friend, they went to New Jersey, where she was admitted in the trauma care center and after a year when she was at last fine, the uncle told her about everything that happened. He told her how her family was blown up to take revenge of a decade old issue between her parents and another leader from a rival party.

She was told everything but was not allowed to shed tears. Uncle said that tears weaken a person, and she being a revenge seeking one was not at all allowed to shed them.

Razia now had a new Identity and a new goal in her life. She retained her original name as an act to attach her family with her forever.

After some four or five months, she was handed a bomb and was also mentally prepared to be a human bomb. She was taught how to drape a bomb around herself and after her course was complete and her mind was steeled in taking revenge, she was brought back to India again.

She went and took up the work of a teacher in the same place that she used to live. The uncle rented a house for her and made his right hand man stay with her. He made all the efforts possible to make her mind get rid of any human emotions possible and at last succeeded in that.

Everything was going smoothly until the day she met Mirza. The school was all set to house the next election campaign. Razia's aim was to blow up the man responsible for the brutal murder of her family in the election. She knew her life was coming to an end with every passing day and therefore, she tried everything she had in herself to stop Mirza from coming closer to her. But she failed miserably when one fine day Mirza proposed her.

She went to his to spend her otherwise boring evening with him. They had watched TV for some time and then both of them went to the attick. Sitting on a cushion there, razia had asked him about his dreams. mirza said that all his dreams had her in them. He said he wanted to get married to her and then wanted to have kids with her. While he went on blabbering, Razia understood what a grave mistake she had done.. She couldn't stop him from falling in love with her and even worse, she couldn't stop herself from falling for him.

That night after she had returned to her safe haven, Razia decided to be selfish. She wanted to enjoy everything in life, including love. Thus next day she proffessed her love for him and that night they made love. They claimed each other.

But guilt started consuming Razia after that night. She cursed herself for taking him down to her hell.

"What will happen once you will die? Who will manage him?", her mind started to taunt her and her heart failed in front of her mind.

Today she had spent that whole day with Mirza, riding on his bike, chit-chatting with him along with a few stolen kisses here and there. But when Mirza had stopped the bike in front of her gate, she had come back to the harsh reality.

THE NEXT DAY WAS ELECTIONS.

FLASHBACK ENDS...

She raised herself up and wrote a letter for him and went to her luggage. Opening the chain of the trolley, she caressed the bomb lying there. It will just be the same tomorrow but will have the timing set for it to explode.

Now as her time to exit the world came close, she was ready to give everything to elongate this time for some more.

She still had something more to tell her Mirza

*****

He waited in their usual meeting place with a bated breath as to what was he going to hear from her. He saw her coming and his eyes went to her identity card dangling down from her neck. Then he remembered, today she was there to give tea and coffee and other refreshments to the people in the polling booth.

His eyes met her swollen ones as soon as she came and stood in front of him. He understood that she didn't have a little sleep in the night.

As MIrza was going to ask her, she quickly engulfed him in a hug. The hug was so unexpected and so tight that it seemed, if she would leave him, he would vanish in the thin air. Mirza let her hug him and he in turn hugged her back.

After sometime, she parted herself from him and muttered a small sorry and left.

He called her but she didn't look back.

He thought of calling his friend in the booth and as his hands reached his pocket for his phone, he found a paper there.

Taking it out and opening it he read the contents and was shocked. It was a parting letter from her. She had asked for forgiveness and had warned him from going to the polling booth.

Sensing something to be utterly wrong, he went on his way to the booth.

*****

She had already reached the booth and took the other piece of paper that she had written the previous night, Razia went on her way to distribute beverage to the booth officials and in a sly manner there, she inserted the piece of paper in a file lying on the officer's desk.

He thanked her for the tea and when he found, a paper peeping out from the file, he opened the file and read the contents of the letter.

"WE HAVE A BOMB HERE IN THE BOOTH. PLEASE VACATE IT SOON" was written in the paper. He called his fellow officers and all together they went on to vacate the booth. The important ministers were moved in a safe place.

In the mean while, Razia's uncle, on coming to know about the matter from his source posted in the booth, gave permission to open a firing. In the firing that followed the man responsible for Razia's family's cruel murder was killed.

*****

Mirza was shocked to the core when he reached the booth. The police were taking away the body of a famous politician. Some were able to catch the goons involved in the firing.

His eyes darted towards the building for any signs of Razia. There was a huge commotion in the balcony of the school. He checked all the rooms and at last found Razia huddled in a corner, crying her heart out in the washroom. He ran towards her when she pushed him back.

"Don't come. I have a bomb planted in me. Leave. I told you not to come here", she snapped at him while he froze in shock.

"Don't", she whispered as he tried to touch her.

"Razia we can still save you. See the bomb squad is just outside. They are searching for the bomb. Open the strap and leave it here, it still has ten minutes left. I'm gonna call them now", giving instructions to Razia, Mirza darted out in order to search for the bomb squad people.

By the time he came with them being convinced of his story that he found a girl crying looking at the bomb in front of her in the washroom, he found Razia standing outside the washroom with fear written all over her face.

"It has just one minute to burst", she said as soon as they came in to view.

"Take them away", the officer announced while working on the timer.

The moment passed in a blurry as Razia and Mirza were escorted out of the building. Once outside the building, Razia saw her uncle's dead body being taken away by the police.

Apparently he had come to the booth on getting the news of the leader being killed and got shot himself as one of the man from the rival group aimed him.

Mirza took Razia away and they went to their usual meeting ground.

The sky turned cloudy and started raining as the lovebirds soaked in the heavily pouring rain.

Razia told Mirza everything about her past and he embraced her as she broke down crying.

This time they promised each other life long support and they meant to fulfill their promise of togetherness as their lips got entangled in a searing, scorching kiss...

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