notionAlive

“ NOT FRIENDS, NOT ENEMIES, JUST SOME STRANGERS WITH SOME MEMORIES” Dismayed. Utter shock. Worry. Tears trickles down their faces. Their last ride to catch up their dreams, was about to be crumpled.  Only if… Anjum and Rehan failed to catch their last bus to school. It was already drizzling in Dhanbad, a small coal mine town. Anjum & Rehan was in class Xth. Board exams were going on, it was their last exam, last ride to fly with their dreams. Worried stiff they ran back to home & informed their mother. Father was already out on a tour. Mother tried to raise the help. But.. All hell break loose. All were crying,begging,praying neighbors for help.   But no neighbours own a conveyance of their own. Alas no help came!!!   Not within that time period.   Mourning has a pace & rhythm of its own. It can not be rushed.  Tough time don’t last, but tough people do.  After a short-while, prayers of the mourners ...