"I want you" her eyes glittered with tears.
"Not as much as I do" Ayaans voice was soft yet confident. For a moment, Annaya looked into his eyes and forgot everything. But then he said the words that shattered her heart into a million pieces.
"Can y...
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ANNAYA SHAH
There are certain things that always occupies a man's mind. Like what is he? Where did he come from? Where do we go when we leave this world?
Can we see the things from above? Can we watch them living their lives happily? Can we meet our loved ones again for the last time? Can we reunite with them? Just for once?
But if we cant, then what's the point of meeting them? What's the point of being so close to them if one day they are gonna leave you anyways? Why do we even meet them?
Questions filled inside my head. The voices that have occupied my mind.
Am I ever gonna get my answers? Will I ever love someone and they won't leave me? Just like they did. They didn't even think about me. What am I gonna do without them? Will I be able to live without them?
What if I do get my answers, then will I be satisfied? What happens after that? What if I get my answ-
"Annaya" I felt a hand placed on my shoulder breaking my chain of thoughts. I lifted my eyelashes feeling them heavy now with all the crying I've done.
"Bachy. We're so sorry" my eldest taya abu, the strongest of all broke down into tears. The man who I used to admire for his bravery was now crying while putting my head on his chest. Tears were flowing from my own eyes as the pain emerged again.
"Your mother truly loved you. You were your dad's favorite one and Ahm-Ahmed......he was the best brother ever. I'm so so sorry bachy.....please mujhy maaf kr do mai iss waqt tmhare saath nhi tha" Her Suleiman taya was grieving on the death of her family. My family.
My father.
My mother.
My brother.
They were dead.
They all left me.
They were no more.
I sobbed in his chest and slowly moved away. He kept his hand on my head and gave me blessings. I was silently looking at the floor. Understanding my dilemma, he took my hand and walked out of the room. He dragged me out in the lawn and made me sit on the chair.
