In ward no. 420 of the panchgani Mental health clinic lies Armaan. Bounded by chains a skeleton of a man, dat he was in his heydays.He looks up as the clok ticks.
1 in the afternoon.
2 in the afternoon.
3 in the afternoon.
At exactly 3' o clock two stout guards enter who open his chains.And keep a plate of bread in front of him. Mr. Armaan leaps at the guards. But they manage to control him.
As if from a past life Armaan remembers of a girl whom he loved,a girl whom he told to walk out of his life when she came looking for him here in Panchgani and after which he lost his mind.
As the guards keep vigil they hear sum1 singing:
"Pal Pal dil k pass tum rehti ho''''''
PS:---Evryone is welcum to comment.Not like one of dos AR threads which follow a discrimination policy.
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