Guys, I had to tell you that this story is about no particular being in this planet. :'P Happy Reading. :)
Today, I'm traveling to New York. I'm gonna reach my dream. I'm the most happiest person alive at the moment. Actually, the second most happiest person alive. The first is my mom. Uhh...Sorry. Let me introduce myself to you all first. My name is Haya. Daughter of the most beautiful woman in the world. Yasha Shaheer.
'HAYA, Jaldi aa jao. Kahan ho tum? Tumhari flight choot jaye gi?' Mom said. ('Quickly come over here. Where are you? You'll miss your flight!')
'Jee mama aayi! Hogya bas.' I told her. ('Yeah, Mom I'm coming. I'm almost done.')
Actually, I took 1 and a half hour packing. More or less, I was merely just excited about the fact that I'll be in New York in a day or so. But this fact couldn't be neglected that I haven't lived without my mother, my whole life and leaving her like this, it is beyond missing. But, I have to be strong. Not for myself, but for my mother. She has done everything for me to reach this point and nothing is important for me than her happiness. Today, I have promised myself that I'll be strong, work hard and bring her to me in New York and we'll live happily ever after with just two of us.
Much with the thoughts, now I guess I should go coz agar mama uper aa gayin tou... Haya, be strong. MAMA ko dekh ker rona nahi. Khush ho unke saamne werna wo kamzor parh jayen gi.
'Let's go mom!' I said trying to cheer her up.
'HAAN, Let's go.' She said plainly. I could sense the plainliness and dullness in her voice.
We reached the airport. I couldn't bother to look at mama's face. I love her more than anything. Although skype can never take the place of seeing each other daily and sitting with each other on the dining table but I said, 'Mama, Chill karen, Skype pe baat hoti rahe gi. Aap to senti ho rahin hain.'
She didn't reply.
I started feeling so nostalgic. I couldn't go like that. I can't leave her.
It was time for the flight. Mom came and hugged me so hard. Although she wanted to be quiet so that she can control her tears but she said, 'Apna khyal rakhna. Tum bilkul bhi khyal nhi rakhti apna. Khaana time pe khaana. Phone kardena mujhe jaate saath. Theek hai?'
I couldn't help but stop my tears. They kept running down my cheeks but I wiped my face and replied her, 'Okay mama. You don't worry. Khaana time pe kha loon gi. Aur jaate hi phone karloon gi.'
Saying goodbye was the last thing I could do. I didn't have this much courage but I just said, 'Okay mama, ab flight wale uncle mera intezar kar rahe hon ge. Aap ne bhi apna poora khyal rakhna hai. Kabhi kabhi off le liya karna or dawaiyaan time pe khaani hai apne okay?'
She just nodded as we both knew what we were feeling and didn't had enough courage to share it. Another announcement came and I kissed her forehead and went. I wanted her to call me but I just looked once at her. Just after a second, she called my name and I rushed towards her. We hugged but said nothing to each other. We didn't need to talk as this was the language of our love.
Did you like this chapter? Leave your comments please. And please tell me if I need any improvement. Thankyou. Love you all. And I'm really sorry that this was small but it's a novells so yeah. Next chapters will be bigger than this. ;)
