Crime Of Words

Fardeen And Sukriti.

Fardeen was in a bar. He went there everyday. And Sukriti used to dance in that bar, for money and for the lust of eyes of the people, who regularly visited that bar. Whenever she danced, Fardeen would keep a keen eye on her. First he started liking her, but later he was in love. Sukriti was aware of his love in no time.

The money he showered, always kept her in dilemma "is that his lust, or he showers money because he wants to help me?"

Strange thoughts indeed.

The night came.

Fardeen always used to drink in his limits. His 3 glasses were fixed. That day, he wanted to stay more. And for Sukriti, she always stayed up late in the bar. The two were waiting for each other, so they could talk.

"You come here everyday...you look at me. Is that your lust...or the love people talk about?"

Fardeen was straightforward. He wanted to say something, but he stopped himself.

"Yes, that's true. I love you...." He wanted to say more.

"Fardeen, I know it would look like that I am behaving as an escort, but keeping that aside, would you like to join me? For a night? We can take this forward."

Who would leave such an opportunity, to have a partnee, who is so beautiful like Sukriti.

Sukriti's conditions at home were not good. Two oldies (parents) awaited her every night, thinking that their daughter worked at a firm. They never knew, that people used to take out their lust by watching her everyday. That's hard.

Fardeen and Sukriti went to the room, above the bar. No one was there.

It was not lust. It was the love that culminated the kiss.

I am going fast... aren't I?

I have to be. Because some things are really fast. Things happen with a click. You have seen that in infinity war...

They were into each other. They made the love...and we cannot say that it was instant. Since many days, they were into each other. Both for Sukriti and Fardeen, this love was long awaited.

On the bed, in his arms and looking into his eyes she asked "what do you think of me as a life partner, Fardeen?"

Fardeen was confused. He didn't know the answer to it. But he tried.

"It would be so good, if we marry. But you are a bar dancer."

She was in shock.

"Sukriti, being with you can destroy my reputation. I don't know, if we can be together."

She couldn't say a single word. She was shut.

Fardeen got up and left the room.

The next day was again, a regular one. He visited the bar. His 3 glasses were on the table.

But Sukriti was not there.

"Where is Sukriti today?" He asked the waiter with a confused look.

"Sir, she was the best dancer."

"Was?" Fardeen's heart was palpitating.

"We got the news today morning. She jumped from the 5th floor of Ramiza Hotel. We still don't know, if that's a conspiracy or she committed suicide. But she can't commt suicide. She was happy with her job in this bar." The waiter left after he said this.

Fardeen was all broken. He was shattered.That one tear rolled down his cheek. That day he was drunk like a drunkard.

Only if, he would have stopped himself being practical once in his life, she would've have been alive.

He was sure it was not any conspiracy, but his words which killed her already before jumping from that floor. She was in love for the first time in her life.

That makes our society questionable. Doesn't matter what job she did. But she deserved love.

But now, she is no more.