Epilogue

All were sitting in their rooms.

He was in his room, looking at stars and then at floor and lamented "Akhri raat" (Last night)

Next day very happily he slided the bags out and going to see off them with Farah.

Faraz went somewhere. His behaviour was disturbing. He came back. He was sweating. 

Faraz: "Main akela wahan jaoon ga tum log bhalay saath aa jao."
(I will go there alone. You all can come together.)

Fajahad: "Farah nahi aa rahi. Main aap aur Nidi hogi bus."
(Farah is not coming. There wuld be you, me and Nidi. That's it.)

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While driving the redness and quietness was noticeable.

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They were waiting for their time. Nida was at tickets area. 

Faraz: "Ok I am going"

Fajahad: (hold his hand) "Acha ruk tou sahi. Dekh humaray hath kitnay miltay hai lambay lambay choray choray bus teray safaid ziyada hain aur meray kalay."
(Ok, stop for a moment. See, aren't our hands similar? Long and wide. except that yours are slightly fairer and mine tan)

Nida: (came to them) "Tickets hogai. Ok Fajahad."
(Tickets are done. Ok Fajahad.)

Fajahad: "Ok bhabbi." 

Nida: "Ro rahay ho"
(Are you crying?)

Fajahad: (pretending but failed) "Chahta nahi aap log jaayein par bol nahi sakta bohat suffer karlia aap dono ne. Bohat sah lia."
(I dont want you to go but i cannot say this. You have suffered alot.)

Nida: "Faraz choro na. Aahista aahista sub theek ho jaye ga. Fajahad bhi yahan pe hai."
(Fara, leave it. Everything will get fine gradually. Fajahad is also here.)

Fajahad: "Aray nahi bhabbi! kiya aap bhi! Bohat khush rehna aap dono. Yeh tou phone karay ga nahi! Aap pohanch k zaroor phone kar yein ga. Okay!"
(No bhabbi! What are you doing! You both live happily. He, I am sure, will not phone me. But you please phone me after reaching! Okay!)

She hugged him heartily with all tears coning as redness.

Fajahad: "Aur tu, neechay ho, takay galay mil sakoon!"
(And you, bend down. So i could hug you!)

He bent down and acting deadpan and serious.

He hugged him tightly. 

"Aap dono apna khayal rakhna."
(You both take care of yourselves)

And he walked backward to car and something ran down, a picture of friends by the sea. And unheard sound was "Fajahad,"

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