SHE SAW ME

FORGIVENESS

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As the final chapter of Ashif's life closed, Sanam prepared to leave the gathering, her heart weighed down by years of unresolved pain. She said her goodbyes to Amma with a promise to meet again soon. Just as they were about to exit, a staff member approached them.

"Ma'am, Mr. Amin wants to see you all."

Sanam and Faraz exchanged a look laden with unspoken tension. Kahini and the children watched with puzzled expressions. The staff led them to the study room, where a tall man in his sixties, exuding an air of authority and regret, waited alongside Soheb. Zakir Amin's eyes were filled with a tender, almost sorrowful gaze as he turned to Sanam and Faraz.

"Sanam beta," he whispered, his voice heavy with an unspoken apology.

"Salam Walekum, Abbaji," Sanam greeted, her voice steady yet revealing a hint of the strained history between them.

"Salam Walekum, Dadu," Faraz greeted halfheartedly, his eyes avoiding Zakir's.

"Walekum Salam, Betaji," Zakir responded warmly, but his gaze lingered on Kahini with a questioning look who was standing by the door with Saiba and Azam.

"This is Kahini Vyas, Uncle, our close friend from India. Kahini, this is Mr. Zakir Amin, Faiz's father," Soheb introduced.

Kahini offered a formal smile, her eyes reflecting a mixture of respect and curiosity. "Hello, sir." Zakir returned her smile before turning his attention back to Sanam.

"I thought you'd leave without meeting me," Zakir said with a fatherly affection that contrasted sharply with the weight of his regrets.

"It wasn't like that. I thought you might be busy with all the arrangements," Sanam replied, her head lowered slightly.

"I wouldn't be surprised if you did," Zakir said, regret etched deeply into his voice. Sanam remained silent, the weight of their shared history hanging heavily in the air.

"Actually, I called you to tell you that we are taking Amma with us to the States," Zakir announced, his words shocking Sanam and the children.

"She's getting old, and we don't think it's good for her to stay alone in this huge house," Zakir added, his face etched with sadness and resignation.

"But why the States? She can live with me. I'll take care of her," Sanam said, her voice tinged with a mixture of frustration and desperation.

"I knew you would say that, but she won't agree. She is already so ashamed of what Ashif did to you; she will never be a burden to you, and nor do I want her to," Zakir explained, his eyes reflecting deep remorse.

Sanam looked at Zakir's face, where years of pain and regret were evident. "We have caused so much pain in your life, beta—not just Ashif, but me and your Ammi too. I'll never be able to forgive myself for marrying you to Ashif. Allah knows that all I wanted was for you to have a family and a happy life when I suggested you marry Ashif. I didn't know things would turn out like this," Zakir said, his shoulders sagging under the weight of his regrets.

Sanam's gaze softened as she looked down. "I know, Abbaji, and I never blamed you for what happened to me. Yes, I didn't want to remarry, but I don't regret it. He did give me a beautiful children," she said, her eyes moving to Saiba and Azam. "And yes, what he did to me was unforgivable, but that's all in the past now. And that ends today. I don't want to talk about it anymore."

"I understand," Zakir said, turning to pick up a few files from the table. He handed one to Sanam. She took it with a confused expression and opened it to find details about a trust fund set up for her children.