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"So what is your problem Mr Stranger?"

The moment seemed to have frozen, as if time had come to a standstill. It seemed as if an entire eternity had passed by and we just sat there searching for invisible patterns in the sand. Thinking about well... GOD KNOWS WHAT. Then almost like a miracle I found him turn and look towards me. And what I saw in his eyes left me stunned because his eyes screamed atrocious pain. This in turn left me wondering what was troubling him so much. If there was something then why wouldn't he share it with me? Wasn't he the one who came up with this "Share Your Problem with a Stranger" theory? While I was getting annoyed by the questions arising in my mind, my heart asked me to stay calm and give the poor guy some time to open up. It was like the bad angel and the good fairy fighting in the cartoons. As though he had witnessed my inner turmoil he opened his mouth to say something but then closed it instantly. He looked like a kid who just had a nightmare and wanted to hug his mother for the comfort it would give him. But this guy was no child. He was six feet tall, well-built and was the epitome of handsome. How did I miss that earlier? Maybe I was too busy getting worried by the fact that I'm speaking to a stranger, hmm maybe that or I'm just too blind to not notice. But getting back to the point I knew that moment that I must push him into confiding his problem with me. So I thought it was better for me to speak first, but before I could open my mouth and say something I heard him say

"Problem? What problem, I have no problem at all"
I wanted to laugh but stopped myself yet a chortle escaped my mouth and this made him give me the cutest expression I have ever seen a man give. He looked confused but then instantly tried to get angry and this made me laugh.
"Really now you think I'd buy that I have no problem at all line, now listen Mr Suit and tie I'm pretty sure that you have a lot of work to do but you're here on a beach in such a shabby condition. Do you think that is normal? I don't think so. And if that doesn't give a proper explanation then your eyes give away the fact that you are in pain and tell that you do have a problem or should I say problems."
"Okay fine! Are you done with all the hypothesis and stop examining me so much! God why are you so observant. Yes I have problems and do you think I'll be dressed like this if I were to go to office? No and I don't look like this when I'm normal"
"Which I'm sure you're not. Come on I know you're not normal and so am I, Its okay Kabhi- Kabhi ho jata hai. And dude you do look good or should I say handsome. I'd stick with the later this look suits you. So if that did the job of feeding your ego can we move onto the part where you share your problem with me. It's making me impatient."
"Whatever makes you hope that I would share it, please give that up. Because I'm not sharing it with you or for that matter anyone" " Tch Tch .. You're such a hypocrite yaar. I mean you expect me to share my problem with you and when it is your turn you're just like "I won't share it" too bad because you have to share it with me. And why wouldn't you because I'm stranger, then let me tell you once a stupid man told me that "people we know can always back stab you but a stranger what benefit will it do him/ her when they don't even know your name all they know is your face and your problem. And you never know maybe they will come up with the perfect solution to your problem" so that's why listen to me and now get started with your story."
I saw a sly smile creeping up on his face by the time I finished and I didn't know why but I liked the fact that I was the reason for it
. "Okay that man isn't obviously dumb cause that's such an awesome idea, but do you think I should follow it? Okay- Okay calm down, chill I will tell you what my story is but before that don't interrupt me."
"Can you start it already"
"Okay so where do I start it from' fine. You see my life or my story isn't a big secret almost the entire world knows it thanks to the media and how can I forget the ever so famous tabloids and paparazzi. But what no one knows about is the pain and the suffering I've been through. They know I had a troubled childhood and a relationship which had a tragic ending but no one knows how hard surviving them was or for that fact how hard survival was for me. I must have been 12 years old when I found out that my dad was cheating my mother for money. I saw him sleep with another woman. When my mother questioned him about this my father kicked us out of the house. And all of the sudden I was the man of the house, I became the person who should now take care of my mother and my baby sister. I became a man from a boy and had duties which to fulfil. It was a hard time in my life because it was hard for Ammi to find a stable job and feed us. And we had no place to go, Ammis family had disowned her and all we had were friends and acquaintances .But we couldn't live at their place forever now could we. So I quit education and started doing odd jobs. For instance I would distribute newspapers in the morning and then go to a construction site to do work. But Ammi wasn't happy as she wanted me to pursue education but I couldn't afford to go to school as I had to support my family. I wanted to make sure that my baby sister was comfortable and didn't suffer the same fate as me. It was then while working as a construction worker that I discovered my passion for architecture and when I shared this with Ammi she told about being an Architect and the fool that I was I immediately took a paper and a pencil and started making designs but then was brought back to the harsh reality that for people to accept my designs I needed to have a proper degree. Life seemed to get better .It wasn't the life we had but my Ammi started to smile and laugh again, and Najma our bundle of happiness started going to school. Until one day I saw him again, I saw my father coming to the construction site and checking with the builders the progress of the work, it was then I realised that it was for his company that I was working. The very thought made me feel sick. From then on I decided that Someday I will make him look up to me for help. I had one goal and one only: to exceed him in everything. I remember the starving days and sleepless nights I had to endeavour. I was ambitious now to earn as much money as possible there was a goal in my mind which I had to reach and the first step I took towards it was to join night school and get educated. Unlike the other kids I didn't spend my money on clothes and other un necessary things, I used to save my money by surviving on a cup of chai and bread and when I had enough money I would put on my one and only suit which I had back then and go to a good hotel So that I could see people belonging to different classes and learn by imitating their behaviour and gain some table manners. On one such occasion I decided to be a waiter because I realized that I needed to save money for college. While waiting tables, I would listen to the people earnestly to gain knowledge about world affairs. I stared doing many petty jobs and slowly started to climb the social ladder and eventually reached the top. But still there was this emptiness in my life, I had accomplished my goal but still I wasn't happy. I was a successful architect and businessman; I was rich and famous, possessed a luxurious house. It felt as if no one lived a better life yet there was something missing in my life. Until my childhood best friend Tanveer decided to return into my life. I was happy because with her around I was reminded of the boy I used to be, my life before all this chaos. She understood me like no one else. And soon she became an important part of my life, she was my fiance I can't say that I loved her because I never really knew her. I thought I knew everything about her but I was proved wrong on the day we got married. That was when her real face and intentions were revealed. But I still let her be my wife hoping that one day she would fall in love with me and not my money. Till the day I say her slapping and threatening my sister that was it I couldn't take it anymore and divorced her. I won't say that her departure changed my life because she didn't have any importance in my life but my house had become a better place. So yeah that was pretty much all and as far as the question what brings me here is considered well I would say I had a bad day at work, had a kind of face off with the great father of mine at a business deal. I know what you'd be thinking that I live like a zombie but it's what life had offered Me." Once he had finished telling me his story I couldn't help but feel sad, and ask why is life so unfair? What has he ever done to deserve what he's been through? I wondered how it would be to see everyone around you happy and see that all the kids, your friends are playing and enjoying; while you have to work and support your family. And at once my heart went out to this man sitting next to me. But my mind immediately chided me for sympathizing with a man who has been through all this the feeling of sympathy was instantly replaced by respect. Also I knew exactly what to do to lighten the extremely sad atmosphere and that's what I did by asking him "So what is the problem again?" "What do you mean by what the problem is? I just told you so much and you're like... I can't believe it do you think all this is a joke"

"Woah dude peace I say, stop getting angry and you're just plain dumb I must say, what are you so sad about is what I can't understand, because clearly you're a stupid person."
"Thank you so much for the advice and the solution. I think I must leave now"
"okay if you think I'm joking then you are wrong, see what ever happened in your life I know it's not something which wasn't supposed to take place in a normal scenario but the truth is it did. And there is nothing you, me or anyone can do about it or for that matter change it. But what you can do is not let your past effect your present or your future and move on in your life. And as far as calling you stupid is considered I'm sorry to say this but I mean it. Come on now you can't blame me okay, I mean you have an Ammi and a sister someone who you can call a family and rely upon and you're still complaining, and here I am crying for having someone whom I can call mine or family. You don't know what you have and for all the pain that you have suffered you already showed people and especially your dad that you don't need him in your life and you're better off without him. So just smile and live life to the fullest. And what makes it better is spending time with your family you might have made them comfortable by providing them with all the luxuries but what will make them happy is being with you. And someone who has a friend like me should definitely be happy and laugh."
"Huh... Friend? When did that happen?"
"Right now"
"And who decided that we are friends?"
"Me! Why do you have a problem with it?"
"No just knowing about my life, but you do know that if we become friends then this whole stranger thingy will get spoilt right"
"Yeah whatever makes you think I'd share the story of my life with a stupid stranger like you"
"Excuse me I'm hurt"
"And I don't give a damn' and by the way I'm Zoya Farooqui"
"Khan, Mr.Ahmed Khan"
"Bond James Bond"
this made us both burst into laughter which didn't end for quite a long time. And then we spent a couple of hours talking about god knows what .After that we bid farewell to each other and parted our ways. And one thing is for sure after this small encounter that I had with him life will never be the same, something has changed, I was changed.

~THE END~

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