Blood and Tears
"Do goliyoon ka istamal kar lo, Sehmat. Ek mere liye, ek apne liye. Aur koi rasta nahi hai."
"Use two bullets, Sehmat. One for me and the other for yourself. There is no other way."
Perhaps in a different world there are no more Sehmat and Iqbal. Perhaps in another universe it ends differently. In a different world the crimson of blood blossoms quietly from wounds of love and hatred and paves way for the other's tears. In a different universe the blood and tears bear witness to the final testimony of love and loyalty, life and liberty. In a different world triggers are pulled twice. In a different universe neither lives to see the world after the other dies. In a different world their eyes are still set on each other, though they do not see. In a different world their end is a tragedy, but is remembered as naught but a casualty. In a different world life is sacrificed for the sake of love. In a different world the sun sets on the two of them for eternity, on two lovers torn apart by loyalty and brought together by the beginning of the end.
~Fin~
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