20th September, 2006
[11:30 pm]
It started raining heavily that night. I was standing near the window watching the glittering lights outside. As the rain took over the few people who could be seen on the road also disappeared.
Then there was a lightning outside which blinded my vision for a while. When I reopened my eyes again. It was all dark.
"Is everything okay?" Esha cried. I switched on my phone to get whatever light I could. As I moved a few steps, I felt Esha's presence. Her warm breath breezed past me.
"Why didn't you reply?" Her innocent voice hit my ears. Then there was silence. I could only hear her breathing and the rain outside which increased gradually. She lit up a candle. Her face behind the flames, so simple, so beautiful that I wished to capture that image on my eyes forever.
As the room lightened up, I hid in the darkness. "Rehman" she looked up for me. Then she left the candle behind. "Rehman" She cried again. Her hurried footsteps went past me. I felt her essence, a few drops of water from her wet hair landed on my face.
Leaving her behind, I left. I re-loaded my gun and checked if I had my hand knife with me.The streets were deserted, bleak, a dog was the only living creature I could see. My Cellphone began to ring.
"Rehman Sharif reporting, Sir."
"The target is still in the city, somewhere near the east end. Peter square lane."
"Sir, if I could have the co-ordinates."
"The co-ordinates are difficult to track. You continue."
"Jai Hind, Sir."
My eyes were back on the streets again. Completely dark everywhere, I crossed a pool of water.~
[1:00 am]
26 Peter Square Lane~
He locked the door. His hands revealed a new sim card. After inserting it in his phone, he dialed a number.
" Pakistan wont take any responsibility for your life. You do or die." A voice from the other side of the phone said.
"Until Allah is with me, they can not even remove a single strand of hair from my head."
"Then pack your bags, they have already detonated the bomb."
"GIVE ME THE NAME." He yelled.
"Rehman Sharif."
"He will not see tomorrow's sunlight.I want the co-ordinates."
"You will get them in fifteen minutes."
"Khuda Hafiz"
Wrapped in a long overcoat and an AK-47 in his hands he tiptoed along with the rain drops. His phone beeped again. He had received the co-ordinates.
Re-loading his weapon. He ran for his target. ~
[3:45 am]
It had been almost two hours. And since the last one hour I had been in Peter square lane. There was no tail of him. I called general for the third time.
"He must have left. Return home, report us if you see any abnormal activity. You will be informed when we track his locations again. Jai hind."
My body ached after that continuous run of four kilometers and my heart ached for Esha. We could at least detonate the bomb, I thanked God.
I took slow yet continuous steps, I wanted to see Esha. There was a terrible lightning, again I was blinded for a moment. I felt his presence around me. A minute passed and a lightning hit again. I saw him right before me. His clothes were drenched. Not in water, blood it was. He attacked first.I could hear the splashing sound of the water.I dogged. The next moment my knife was inside his body.
"ALLAH" he cried.
My mission was complete. I informed the headquarters and headed to Esha. ~
[1:30 am]
The co-ordinates were stuck in his mind. He had a look at his blade. The lightning showed it's shine as cold water landed on it, it was ready to take out fresh warm blood, it was destined to kill someone that night. 'Insah Allah, I will be victorious today.' He went on. Amid the darkness he saw a candlelit house. The GPS in his phone confirmed the location and in he went. "Rehman, come out now. I have had enough of your jokes." He heard a girl. She looked beautiful even to him, she was irresistible. But he had no place for emotions. He grabbed her from behind.
"Where is Rehman." Immediately he asked.
"Ugh, Who is this." She struggled.
He searched for Rehman all around the house. Rehman was nowhere. He slapped her hard again, but the result was same, she remained silent. He then threw her to the bed and took out his hungry blade. She had struggled hard, she was dead. The blade had done its job. Even in death she looked magnificent, she quietly lay on her bed. The murderer's robes were now drenched in her blood, he left.
Outside as a lightning hit, he thought he had seen his target. He became still.~
[5:00 am]
After another long battle with the rain, I reached home. It was dawn, the darkness of the sky vanished slowly. She was sleeping silently, the first rays of sun hit her face, I hadn't seen anything more beautiful than that. I picked up her in my arms for the first time. Her cold body rubbed against mine. I closed my eyes, she was still sleeping.I kissed her but she remained motionless, a drop of water ran down my cheeks as the rain gradually stopped. The candle, that she lit the previous night died out too, leaving in-uniform wax all around. I looked at my hands, they were red, so were my clothes.~
It all happened that rainy night...
