That was the only thought resonating in mind to go on living, the outside vision through the windscreen was misty, the inner lights were off and soft music was playing,
He asked wahid how far did they have to go
, wahis informed his sir still one and half hour away they were, he asked him to wake him up , his mind was exhausted with worrying, he learned his head against the seat back, he was so tired he wasn't answering his phones, wahid explained because sir wasn't picking up his calls farid sahib called him and gave a message for him, he said rather diplomatically , sir was annoyed, how many times had he asked wahid not to receive farid sahib s calls and stop calling him sir he was just abik for wahid or a bike bhai
He was nine years younger and very decent , lived in his neighborhood and grew up before him and for sympathy s sake kept him on his mother's advice, it is imperative to hold someone's hand when he is in need , give him your full support and never walk away from him, be there for the needy and treat them nice all your life , we mortals are interdependent, we can't handle everything and need someone to help us, in good times we compete and not allow anyone to overtake our position
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