̳Tell me, what is your life's dearest desire?' That day Imama had
pursued Javeria.
Javeria looked at Imama's face for a while and then said, ̳My dearest wish is that you become a Muslim.'
A current shot through Imama—shocked and uncertain, she looked at
Javeria who spoke on softly, slowly.
̳You are such a dear friend, so close to me that it hurts to see you on a
misguided path...not just you, but your entire family. If God should
send me to heaven for any good deeds, then I would like you to be with
me—but it is essential that you be a Muslim.'
A myriad expressions passed across Imama's face. It was a while before
she could say anything.
̳Javeria, I did not expect that you would speak to me like Tehreem; I
thought you were my friend, but you too...'
Javeria interrupted her gently. ̳Whatever Tehreem told you then was
right.' Imama stared at her steadily: she was deeply hurt by Javeria's
words. ̳I wasn't friendly enough with you then to tell you, though I
wanted to, that I agreed with Tehreem. If she said that you aren't a
Muslim, she wasn't wrong—you aren't.'
Imama's eyes filled with tears. She got up abruptly, without a word.
Javeria stood up too. Imama tried to leave but Javeria grabbed her
arm.
̳Let go of my arm... let me go. Don't even try to talk to me again.'
Imama's voice was choked and she tried to free herself from Javeria's
grip.
̳Imama, try to understand what I am saying...'
But Imama did not let her finish. ̳You have really hurt me, Javeria. I
did not expect this of you.'
̳I do not want to hurt you: I am telling you the truth. Instead of getting
emotional or crying, just think objectively and coolly about what I said.
Why would I want to hurt you for no rhyme or reason?' Javeria did not
let go of her arm.
̳You may know why you're doing this, but what I know is that there's
no difference between you and Tehreem. In fact, you have caused me
more pain than her—she was not such a close and old friend as you.'
Tears streamed down Imama's face and she tried to wrest her arm out
of Javeria's grip.
̳You insisted that I tell you what was closest to my heart. This is why I
was not telling you—I even warned you that you would be upset, but
you assured me that you would not,' Javeria tried to remind her.
̳Had I known that this would be your reply, I would never have asked
you what your life's desire was,' Imama said angrily.̳ Well then I shall never talk to you on this subject,' replied Javeriadefensively.
̳What does it matter? I know now what you think about me. Our
friendship can never be the same again. I have never criticized your
beliefs, but instead of considering my faith as being one of the sects of
Islam, you have put me outside the pale of the religion,' Imama said.
̳If that's what I'm doing, then I'm not wrong—all the sects of Islam do
share the belief that Prophet Muhammad (PBUH) is Allah's last
messenger and that prophethood ended with him.' Javeria too was
angry and upset now.
̳Mind your language!' Imama burst out.
̳I'm telling you the truth, Imama...and it's not only me...everyone
knows that your family changed its faith to acquire wealth. There's no
need to get so worked up—try to think objectively—try to reason...'
̳I have no need to think coolly over your words,' Imama interrupted. ̳I
know what's true and what isn't...'
̳You don't know anything, and that is the sad part,' retorted Javeria.
Imama said nothing. She pulled her arm away with a jerk and walked
away with quick steps. Javeria made no attempt to follow her. With
concern she watched her walk away—Imama was not given to such a
display of temper and this worried Javeria.
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