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At the Extremity

For the last five to six hours, he was uselessly running his car on the roads. He smoked his heart out. Because of the extremeness of holding himself together, his eyes turned red shot.

His hold on the steering wheel was quite firm. Farid was continuously calling him. But he didn't find it necessary to pick it up.

"Biya Zaman, I don't see you when I come back home. Otherwise I…. otherwise ….. very bad will happen." He laid a punch on the steering wheel to vent out his anger.

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"In what kind of mess I am entrapped from where neither I can come out nor can I breathe and live in this mess? Allah, for which you are punishing me? You wrote such a kind of man in my life who is perhaps not worthy of calling a human. For which I have been punishing, Allah? Why did that unfortunate moment come into my life when I met with Sikandar Shah? Why…? Allah, please send my mama and papa for me. Please help me find a way to release myself from this prison. I wish…. Sikandar Shah….if one murder is
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