Farmeed OS: Your's Imperfectly.

Yours Imperfectly.

This Morning was neither bright nor beautiful for Umeed. Well, chaos and blunders were her loyal friends. How in the world, did the books that were supposed to help her manage her marriage, turn her world upside down? All she wanted to do was to be mature enough so she could proudly stand beside her perfectionist the husband- Mr. Farjaad Khan Bahadhur. But faith had some other plans, not only did she witness the rage of her husband but also she was now responsible for the low BP of her darling Niggo Mama. She huffed as she remembered his harsh tone, 

" Behtar hai ki ab hum is mudde bar baat na kare, varna mein chikne chillane lag jaoga."

How did they end up here, this was not normal for newly married couples. She never thought Farjaad would accuse her of such things even before listening to her side of the story. His words had deeply affected her and thus she could not bring herself to talk when he came back to their room last night. Things were a mess and finding the right words to express herself was always a task for her, perhaps that's why, Pasha Saab never trusted her. This thought brought a tight pang in her heart. 

" Allahji, ye kessi azmaish hai? Pehle Pasha Saab mujhe galat samjhte the aur ab Farjaad. Kal itna gussa kiya unhone aur aaj itni subah hi jaldi office chale gaye. Esse to apni routine ke itne paband hai lekin aaj walk par bhi nahi gaye. Niggo Mama se bhi dhur rehne ko kaha hai, pata nahi vo mere baare me kya sochti hogi. Mere sath ye kyu hota hai, ab mein kya karu?" She cried for heart out. Only a cup of Chai could mend her wounds.

She came downstairs and met Mimi who seemed tensed. 

" Mimi, ab Niggo Mama kessi hai?"

" Kya batao Umeed, unka BP to normal hai but vo abhi kaafi naraz hai. Mene unhe samjhana bhi chaha but she is not ready to eat or understand anything. I am really worried for her."

" Ye sab meri laaparwahi na nateeja hai, lekin humme unka mood to thik karna hoga taki unka stress bhi kam ho aur vo kuch khaa bhi lein. Humme kuch to sochna hi hoga Mimi."

Umeed started pacing around fidgeting with her index fingers. There must be something she could do to make Niggo feel better. 

" Idea!" She screamed with excitement 

" Kya hua Umeed?"

" Idea mil gaya Mimi, Tum bas Niggo ki saari best friends ko invite karlo. Ab ek acha gossip Brunch hi unka mood thik kar sakta hai."

" What, are you serious Umeed?"

" Haa baba, dekho jabtak vo apni feelings share nai karengi unhe chen nahi ayega, aur yakeen mano, dosto ke sath se achi koi therapy nai hoti. Tumhe bas un friends ko bulana hai jinke bache shadi-shuda hai, taaki vo apni uljhane share karne me comfortable ho sake."

" Lekin agar vo apne friends ke aage tumhari burai karengi to tumhe bura nahi lagega?"

" Nahi, kyuki vo meri wajah se hi hurt hai. Ab unko ko naraz kiya hai to manana bhi padega na. Aur tum bas plan pe focus karo, me Haya ko bulati hu, vo help kar degi."

" Tum na sachme itni praayi ho, tumse koi naraz kese reh sakta hai Umeed."  Mimi hugged her and went ahead with the invites. 

Umeed called Haya and explained the scenario, and Haya for once was not surprised by her blunder but offered to help her. Umeed chalked out some healthy meal options and instructed the cook. Haya helped Umeed with decor as they set up a low brunch party table with some blankets and cushions on each side. Everything was chic, boho and pastel as per Niggo's style and taste. An hour later or so, everything was ready and Mimi managed to convince Niggo to join the party with her four best friends. Umeed and Haya left the scene to give them some privacy. Mimi welcomed the guest and the food was served.