He stepped on the threshold of his flat placing his shoe on something while opening the lock of the door. He moved his feet forward due to which fraction of paper with flour produced a sound throwing the paper to the other side of the corridor. Sound attracted his acoustic senses and he leaned back to observe the reason of sound which fluted from his moving shoe in seconds. His eyes got fixed on a piece of paper and he moved forward to pick it up as it shaped as letter flapping it up and down to guess the inner core content of the letter as the envelope was with out any title due to which curiosity delivered its norms in the mind of AADRISH. With beating heart he stepped back into his room and used the top of T.V for his keys, wallet and other minor unimportant belongings which reigned his pockets for years in his life. He avoided following his routine which has been in his veins for decades and attempted with shivering hands to open the envelope. He did and some pearls of sweat crowned his forehead for seconds of his life.
“Better step back.” the only three words inked in the circle on white paper. his face turned pale as he knew the consequences of such threat which was the output of one of his proposal which he sent to a person of means in the locality. Silence prevailed inside and out side of his surroundings. Heartbeats pumped atypically. For his mind was now focused on the sort mirrors of consequences as fear elaborates many hidden things in one’s mind and in the same scenario he was now spell bounded. Slowly wrapped the paper and placed it back in the envelope of threats and laid upside down in his bed focusing on the whole incident of how he got involved in the situation of bad lucks. Each and every moment sprinted in his nerves and he casted the moments which he once cherished. While he was in the valley of fears, threats, terror, worries and such emotion which led to miseries, his senses went off into the chapters of sleep.
Darkness and silence with sounds of insects flourished the occasion of night in the valley and area which surrounded his flat. With the thoughts of threats he tried to play hide seek with his fear and involved himself in reading his lines which once were penned in the days of his early immature life. In the mean time when his eye balls were rolling on the lines of paper his attention got diverted with the sound a car and the persons who jumped from the car were uttering his names loud. “Here’s Aadrish flat.” “He dwells here.” “Knock the door.” “ask him about his intentions.” All these sounds directly struck his eardrums from the holes of the wall and the empty square in the wall decorated with window. His heart throbbed, he felt as if something improper is going to happen with him and many things flashed back in his brain in flip of seconds. All what he was capable of doing was to just wait for the knock and face the persons who were yelling loudly about him in front of his flat. The door produced his invitation to face his fate and he opened the door. He shook the hand with pumping heart and asked the reason of their visit. While talking to them all he did was thinking about the means how to rescue himself from the attacks as he was sure these persons are the reality of that threat. Surmounted with such thoughts abruptly his face delivered a ray of smile and satisfaction with sighs of alleviation. With the segments of excuses they departed as they were looking for some aadrish who worked with them and he was about to leave with them to his home town and his friends came here to his flat considering him the same person. Aadhrish surprised on the tale of this coincidence which marked in his life another day of terror.
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