HARIJAI SINGH PART 4

Zaheer shared his thoughts. All the while he was looking at the
ceiling of the apartment, without an eye-to-eye contact with
me.
“Zaheer, I understand your agony. You are a sincere person,
having a sensitive mind. I believe you should lift your spirit and
speak out against this insensitive killer Islamists. I am sure Allah
would never forgive them. He will punish them”.
I put my hands on Zaheer’s broad shoulders and tried to cheer
him up.
I am not sure. Fanaticism has no boundaries. Nor does it go by
any time limit, once it gets rolling. Why should Saudi fugitive
Osama bin Laden be playing with the lives of fellow Muslims
and fellow human beings? We must raise our voice publicly
against him and his followers”.
Zaheer raised his fist in the air with all the vigour at his
command.
“Yes. I agree with you. I admire you for this spirit”.
My words brought some smile on his face.
“I also know that the moment I open my mouth publicly, some
of his fanatic followers around would target and kill me”.
Zaheer’s lips were quivering.
“Let your enemies die. Don’t think negative about yourself. I
can’t afford to lose you”.
At these words of mine, he came forward and hugged me hard
and exclaimed at the top of his voice: “I love you, Priya”!
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