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Love, Infancy, Feeling, Imprisonment, Freedom. Part-1

Love, Infancy, Feeling, Imprisonment, Freedom.

Syedaliraza14sn · Fantasy
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110 Chs

Post-102

Then Junaid says to himself, Go, Junaid! now, you also bury this cage forever.

he gets up from this garden and stands on one side directly in the middle of the canal bridge. and he sees to the water of canal for sometime.

he throws the empty cage into the water of the canal. some splashes rise up from the water, and fall back into the water. it creates waves into water and these waves hit the both sides of canal and ends.

He stands there on this bridge for long time. watching the flowing water of the canal, thinking, what should I say to Anila when I go back?

What lies to Anila? That Anila forgets Mama Mithu, or is not shocked by Mama Muthu's departure,

The day is about to pass, the evening is coming, the sun is about to complete its journey for the day.

the darkness is slowly spreading everywhere.

those people are passing the canal bridge after burying the funeral in the cemetery.

Junaid has no thought towards these people, and at that moment is looking at the flowing water of the canal.

Among these people, Arif, who was Junaid's friend and neighbor, saw Junaid alone on this bridge.

so he came to Junaid and asked, "What is the matter Junaid!" Why are you standing alone on this bridge?

Junaid says, Arif, that's it! I am standing like this, watching the flowing water of the canal passing through this bridge at its own pace.

Arif says, Junaid, Do you know that our neighbor Mama Tharoo has also passed the bridge of this life forever?

we are now coming back after burying him in the graveyard.

Junaid says, No Arif, I don't know anything, but some time ago I saw a funeral procession from this garden crossing the bridge, which some people were taking towards the graveyard.

Arif says, yes, Junaid, that was Mama Tharoo's funeral, he is gone from this world forever.

his soul has flown free forever.

his body is buried in grave forever.

Lets go Junaid! Now go, and condole the death of Mama Tharu with his sons and relatives.

all those people have crossed this bridge, the sun has also disappeared.

Junaid and Arif are following behind all these people.

In front of the house of Mama Tharu. some rugs are laid in the street, everyone sits on these rugs, everyone raises their hands to pray, then they pay their respects to Mama Tharo's sons and relatives.

for a few moments there was complete silence.

Then one of these people says, Mama Tharoo was a very good person.

Another says, Mama Tharoo was a very noble person.

A third says, Mama Tharoo was a compassionate person.

The fourth says, Mama Tharoo was a mercyfull person.

Continued on Post-103