Rooh-e-Zindagi (soul of life)

15|Horrors of past

It has been two weeks since Amar was born. He was his parent's fourth child and this time around the pregnancy was way more difficult than ever before.

It has been two weeks yer Azra was worn out she was developing a serious postpartum depression. Three year old Arez was not a help either. His separation anxiety was as increasing by each passing day. 7 year old Amraha was at her grandmother's house because handling two many kids in one crazy house was getting too much for Aabis.

It was now 10:30 pm Arez just got scolded badly by his father because he refused to sleep. Once Aabis lost his cool and scolded the young boy he rushed towards his 12 year old brother. Ashaar the oldest kid at 12 was in different plight. He was scared to no extent.

He has been asking his parents for help in studies since past few weeks especially maths. He was not a very good student at maths. They were too busy to help and now he flunked his monthly test really badly.

He got the result two days ago and he has to submit them tomorrow. He was yet to get it signed by his parents.

Ashaar has always been very scared of his father. He was his mama's boy thoroughly. Over the years his and his father's relationship was getting strained. Aabis was behaving very strict with him because according to him a pre teen boy shouldn't be coddled.

"Baba ne bhot daanta bhaiya." Three year old Arez sobbed chewing his baby bottle's nip.

Ashaar sighed sadly he knew he will get punished tonight. His father was already mad. Tears stung in his eyes.

"Aru to good baby haina? Chalo sone ki dua parhlo let's sleep." Ashaar despite being super scared rubbed circles on his back until he dozed off.

Once Arez was in deep slumber Ashaar jumped down from his spider man bed. The bed his grandfather got for him. He loved the bed so much but his father didn't get him that. His grandfather his hero his nanu did.

Ashaar held his mark sheet tightly to his chest and walked outside. His father punishes really hard and he was shivering with fear. He tries his level best not to get in trouble with him but he winds up in trouble every time.

Ashaar saw the lights of his father's study on and he immediately knew he was in there. Ashaar prayed to his god and walked downstairs to his parent's room.

He gently peeked the door open hoping that his mother turns or twists or some divine intervention happens and she wakes up. His mother will save him from his father but much to his luck she was fast asleep.

Baby Amar was sleeping peacefully in his crib. The boy only looks peaceful while sleeping because he was a colic baby and every time he is awake he creates a huge fuss.

Azra was trying to put him to bed since hours now. She didn't even have dinner with her kids. Aabis fed the two boys as she took care of their new born son.

Ashaar didn't hear anything but he knew they got into a fight this evening too. Aabis was done with her depression all she does is scream and he has no patience left him in.

The door got open again and Ashaar froze. As soon as Aabis saw Ashaar standing very near to Azra he darkly gestured him to meet him outside. He was strictly told not to disturb his mother or his baby brother.

"I told you not to disturb them! Samajh nahi ati baat?" Aabis yelled as he dragged his son towards the couch with a tight grip on his forearm.

Ashaar was shivering. He wants to cry loudly he was missing his mother he was missing his Amraha aswell. He officially angered his father and now he will kill him.