Go ahead and play a little jhanki.
And Zaheer willingly fell on the girl's body.
The girl's eyes look like she's about to cry.
She understands that Zaheer is doing this on purpose but can't say anything.
He is trying to move away as much as possible.
But where to go?
The man on the other side is also looking at her greedily.
After a while the girl got down from the bus.
I looked and saw Zahir smiling with his teeth out.
I joined in the laughter.
Although I can't support Zaheer's behavior from my heart.
But I did not protest.
Because Zaheer is my very close friend.
I got a lot of help from Zaheer for various needs.
If you speak against him, you will lose yourself.
But that day I did not realize - the damage will be more due to not protesting this incident!
A loss that can not be met in any way!
I don't know why I remember that incident 12 years ago.
Actually no special reason is needed.
I often go back to that incident in my mind.
Iss!
If I had protested Zaheer's behavior that day, helped the girl... then maybe...
Samvit returned to the sound of the calling bell.
I came back now.
I got up and opened the door.
The janitor of the house has come, the man is smiling through his teeth.
“Slamalaikum sir.
You called me?"
I said, “Yes!
Why do you say this condition of the new flat?"
the janitor
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