Time passes fast. One minute, you are watching your own life being consumed in flames, the next, you are on a fast plane to Thailand and fighting against an unknown, unseen enemy-organised crime. It had been 10 years since he last saw Mila. And in those 10 years, he had taken one mission after another, faced death many a time and had even established his own section, his own wing here in Bangkok. They called him Phuna which was Thai for leader. And leader he was. He had not only managed to convince HQ that this was a viable option but a sound economic one as well. Gathering the men and the money had not been a simple task but his passion and dedication had destroyed all that got in his way. He had a mission in his life-an ambition and he would stop at no limit to get what he wanted. He was becoming the man he once was, the man he was when he started out. Young and fresh and full of ideas to change the world, a young Tom had pledged his life to serve the country he loved. His zeal and hard work had helped in transforming a newbie to an asset in a very short span of time. Focused and concentrated on his missions, he had become a valuable agent to the Secret Service in no time. And then he had met her and had been on the descent ever since, But now he was back to what he was. In fact, he was better than what he was. He had no weakness, nothing could cause him pain, nothing could cause him suffering. He had become who he had always wanted to be-independent, strong and free.
Time passes fast. One minute, you are watching your lover's life being consumed in flames, the next, you on a fast plane to a humanitarian mission to Africa, fighting against an unknown enemy-disease. It had been 10 years since she last saw Tom. And in those 10 years, she had taken on one patient after another, helped the sick and the needy, helped man, women, children alike. They called her Malaika, which was Swahili for angel. And angel she was. She had not only completed her mission to save an entire village from possible death from a mysterious plague, but she had stayed on and established a hospital for the locals. She had come a long way from the surgeon she once was, working in a huge hospital, treating patients in a purely professional capacity where her mechanical hands could have performed every surgery without even thinking. But here, in her village, in a remote area of South Africa, she was no longer the cold professional- the villagers had adopted her as one of their own and went to her for all their problems, not all of them medical. She heard their stories, cured the diseases that she could and enjoyed living in the company of such loving and simple people. But that did not mean that she was cut off completely from her old life. She travelled back and forth to Cape Town for medicines and supplies and sometimes even attended conferences there organised for surgeons. She was the same person she was before she met him, strong, independent and free.
But no peace lasts forever. Their worlds were to collide once again. A political uprising in Bangkok and a deadly virus in Cape Town was to link their destinies again.
Time passes fast. One minute, you are watching your lover's life being consumed in flames, the next, you on a fast plane to a humanitarian mission to Africa, fighting against an unknown enemy-disease. It had been 10 years since she last saw Tom. And in those 10 years, she had taken on one patient after another, helped the sick and the needy, helped man, women, children alike. They called her Malaika, which was Swahili for angel. And angel she was. She had not only completed her mission to save an entire village from possible death from a mysterious plague, but she had stayed on and established a hospital for the locals. She had come a long way from the surgeon she once was, working in a huge hospital, treating patients in a purely professional capacity where her mechanical hands could have performed every surgery without even thinking. But here, in her village, in a remote area of South Africa, she was no longer the cold professional- the villagers had adopted her as one of their own and went to her for all their problems, not all of them medical. She heard their stories, cured the diseases that she could and enjoyed living in the company of such loving and simple people. But that did not mean that she was cut off completely from her old life. She travelled back and forth to Cape Town for medicines and supplies and sometimes even attended conferences there organised for surgeons. She was the same person she was before she met him, strong, independent and free.
But no peace lasts forever. Their worlds were to collide once again. A political uprising in Bangkok and a deadly virus in Cape Town was to link their destinies again.
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