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....sometimes  coincidences  prove  pleasant  it is impossible to stop them from happening,  if one could  get premonition of them happening he would spend all his time to stop them from happening or in some cases arrange them to occur,  this one  also was one such  case,  hasn't was   on his bike and  he saw qadil afridi  bleeding chin  he thought if only once he could somehow go back in time and  change that point of hitting,  though  he couldn't  define that misfortune as misfortune 

She had asked him to drop her on his bike to her hostel,  she  was on the bike with him,  in that freezing  weather,  her touch on his jacketed shoulders  felt like burning coal,  that set his spirits on fire yet this wasn't any ordinary fire that consumed  all  and left ashes behind,  this was life giving    desirable  longing 

From lower mall to the hostel  on the  drive either giddy  from fear or weakness she  had put her head on his  back,   he was  that moment  feeling blessed by the goddess  of good fortune