[saturday ho gayaa ghalti se, sorry :p]
The wedding event continues very normally.
I think of it to be a nightmare and everyone around me acts like it is one too. I even try to mention it but no one responds to any of my questions.
Which is so weird.
How could a dream be so vivid? I woke up with water being sprinkled on me, why'd I faint if not because of that?
But then my eyes go to the cameraman and he's someone different, and so is the color of the neck strap attached with the camera.
Why is everyone... silent about it?
I go to a side all mentally exhausted and baffled up and nano approaches me.
Her look says it all.
They all know baba. They don't want to ruin things. But even the extended relatives and the rest of the village? How are they all silent? All of them? Not even one person behaved different.
Both aani and nano ask me how I am in a low voice and insist on taking me home.
I mean, to their house.
You know, this is the messed up part with brown girls. Once they get engaged they imagine their whole life with that man and ouf does it not hurt when the engagement gets called off.
I nod to the advice and mamu and nano take me to their home.
My head is still a bit injured and my vision blurs out a lot. I've waited for such functions my whole life and now there's this shaadi marathon but I can't enjoy it.
Why does Allah miyaan do this to me?
Is there anything I've waited for more desperately?
Maybe my own marriage.
I'm not even fond of having my own wedding, I just need someone around whom I can comfortably be ugly.
I hate how imaginary scenarios of Subhan and me are flashing in front of my eyes.
I hate Subhan so much.
Life could be so pretty.
I wear my earphones and lose consciousness in the Koh-e-Noor paracosm.
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"Nahin nano please, baba ko nahin bataaein. Woh fazool mein pareshaan ho jaaein ge. Kuchh huaa toh nahin naa. Ishrat baji bhi nahin bataa rahi, woh bhi toh thi wahaan."
(No nano, please don't tell baba. He'll unnecessarily get worried. Nothing happened. Ishrat baji is not telling anyone either, though she was there too.)
I look at mamu Muneeb,
"Mamu aap toh jaante hain naa baba ko? Woh waise hi itne masroof hain innh functions mein."
(Mamu, you know baba, right? He's so busy in these functions anyway.)
How do I convince them?
"Itne itne arse baad mushqil se Pakistan aate hain, abbh yeh bataa diya toh toh woh humain kabbhi nahin laaein ge."
(He comes to Pakistan after such long periods of time, if you tell him this he'll never bring us.)
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