It was a year since I met him.
I'd seen him again. I couldn't think I can see him so early.
He was sitting at the same tea stall. Seeing him I went near him, "Hey brother Kabir, how are you? When have you come?"
"Hey, come, come! Sit here. I'm fine. What about you?", He was asking along with ordering tea for me.
"I'm fine, just busy with exam."
"Good bro. Study with attention."-Kabir.
"How long you'll be here, brother?", I asked. "Not so long", he replied.
"I've to go brother.", I told, "Are you free tomorrow afternoon?"
"I'm always free. No problem, you can come."
On the next day we met again at same tea stall.
We were eating snacks and talking about our school life. We also gossiping about passer-by. Suddenly a mini truck filled with flower had passed us. Brother said, "See Arzu, flowers. May be they has any occasion. Let's help them."
Saying this, he give the bill and left the stall. I'd followed him and we had reached an under construction building last corner of the area. The flower truck was there and a woman too. The truck had some furniture too.
Brother Kabir gave a hand ask me to help him. I couldn't but help him to pull a furniture third or fourth floor. The building was too dark. So he asked me to switch on the light. Failed to find the switch when I returned, there was no one at that floor.
I heard some noise of laughing from the downstairs when I was calling brother Kabir. I followed the noise and reached first floor. A man was laughing, and brother Kabir was on the opposite site. I couldn't see the face of that man. Suddenly brother Kabir shouted, "Run", and started hand to hand fighting. When I turned to run, another man with fire eye tried to catch me. I jumped from the stairs and tried to escape from the house. Somehow I managed to get out but the horror man was following me to the ground floor. The wind started to blow so heavily towards the house that I couldn't stand. I was dragging near to the house and the sound of laughing becoming louder.
On instance, the wind stopped as well as the laughing. The man was out of the house and his face was pale. He tried to run towards the house when a goat attacked him. I didn't see it here before. The man started to scream when the goat was eating it. No sooner had the goat finished that man than the house lit up for a while and the goat vanished.
Then I saw brother Kabir, coming out from the house with a smile. He thanked me on the way returning from there. When we reached near the stall, I turned to him for offering tea but he wasn't there.
I thought he might be on the hotel room. But when I asked they said no one was there like him.
I was astonished. It was just like the previous year.
