PART II ------- 43

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Flashback

Many Years Ago

some border side village of Pakistan and Afghanistan, this area's livelihood is the most neglected. 95% of population are below poverty rate.....on one hand, indifference of Elder generation towards anything good or bad or worse happening around the world, because they were used to it, they grew up inside it, so it simply doesn’t matter.

then, there are those jahil - gawar, neglected, uncared, uneducated female species married at very young age and producing many children with no knowledge of anything --- and then there are tyrannical, selfish, vulgar, cruel men,.....

everyday was a battle for basic needs,

little amount of food and water, that's it

how are you going to change the world if you do not even know whether you would get to live another day ?

A boy of 8/9 years old, just entered the shabby tent like hut made of mud with a pitcher of water on his bony hip and put in down on the ground with a tiny thunk.....he was huffing and puffing, out of breath because the weight of it and he had to carry it for long time. His little sister was beside him wandering around with a doll made of rug, she never let it go, it was their mother who made that for her, she was just 4 years old and it was all she had in the name of toy

Mostly their mother who always does all the tiresome work like carrying water or making fuel from cattle dung or collecting dry woods to lit fire but for few days their mother was a little sick,

maybe because of the extreme weather changes, even his little sister had runny nose, constant sneezing and soar throat. Following her brother around never irritated her but It's been 2 days, she is being awfully cranky.

And all in this, you must be wondering where is their father ?

Oh, don't worry, he is alive......lying somewhere with some naked whore or in a gambling den wasting whatever money they left after he paid his debt by selling his wife's jeweleries.....

a pair gold of ear rings, a simple gold chain and a pair of gold bangles.....which she kept hidden for their 4 years old daughter's future.

But her monster of a husband snatched it away after beating her, now she's laying in a mat almost half dead

That boy tried to make simple flatbread from the wheat flour in kitchen for 3 of them......thankfully there was still a pot full of milk from yesterday.

Somehow he succeeded making them and they ate after that and fell asleep. It was already getting dark, their father would be coming back soon, falling asleep faster means none of them have to face him......

It wasn’t until maybe the midnight the boy woke up from the noise coming from other room....they had only two rooms. When he turned, his sister was sleeping but his mother wasn’t there. He just got up from the floor and tiptoed toward the drapes that was the only thing separating the rooms and took a peek.....saw both his parents were there, and his mother's silent swollen crying face was never unfamiliar to him and so was his father's anticipating one!

only! this time he had no idea what was coming for him......

Someone in uniform was sitting with his father......but he realized that he never saw his type, clearly wasn’t from neither Pakistan nor Afghanistan army people.

Beside..... that man was quite weird looking, definitely not from this part of the world for his skin was pale, and eyes, ghostly blue....

There was a smirk on his father's lips.....he frowned as he noticed money in his hand,....loads of it!

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