Apple of your eye- Part 13

Mohi-ud-deen stomped around the room like a hungry tiger. A deal was to be made with the fanatic leader. The leader wanted to smuggle some weapons that he would use to terrorize his neighbouring allies. Mohi-ud-deen was perfect source for all the illegal activities. The villainous person approached Mohi-ud-deen suitable for all their mean action. They came from all walks of life to induce any activity that was harmful to human.

Mohi-ud-deen called Shaukeen several times. The bugger gave the same answer- they would be coming within few minutes. But the few minutes had turned into hours. Sometimes it was difficult for him to trust even the right man. Did Shaukeen form any ties with his enemies? Did he change his plans of bringing the leader here? Before he could form any such assumptions, Shaukeen arrived with the package a.k.a the leader.

The leader greeted Mohi-ud-deen with warm hug. He was quite old with wrinkled skin and long white beard. He was small figure.To anyone he would seem to be a peaceful person unlike his aggressive interior. “ Sir, it’s pleasure for me to have you at my humble abode. I have heard about your kind contributions to society…”, Mohi-ud-deen said politely , trying very best to please the leader.

“ Don’t talk shit!  This sweet talk doesn’t suit anyone in this room. So tell me what can you do for me?”, the leader said firm not politely. Mohi-ud-deen understood his client. He was no nonsense person. “ Well sir, I do have a plan.”, he said, discussing his plans. But they discussed with Shaukeen waiting outside. Mohi-ud-deen made sure there was no one listening to their secrets. However he failed to notice that there was someone else who was listening to their talks and sending their secrets to the world outside.

It was first day of her lesson. Abhinav wasn’t prepared to teach her. He was only an average kid during school and college. His scores weren’t high like his cousins around him. His affair with books were short lived. When he picked up book to revise the past lessons, he fell asleep while reading two pages. He was nervous yet excited to meet her. Love made you do things that you thought you weren’t capable.

He looked at his watch. He was two minutes late. He saw her waiting for him. She wore white floral design salwar. Her milky complexion with slight red cheeks made him forget everything. He waved at her and she smiled. He walked with his heart in his hand and mind lost in thoughts about her. Love made even the strongest person weak . He was soldier and he should be brave. But love made him weak in his knees. Her one stare at him was more than enough to make him clumsy in next moment.

( To be continued)