Rooh-e-Zindagi (soul of life)

16|Can he?

The soft heart wrenching sobs didn't let Amraha take a step ahead but she couldn't bring herself to go and held her. She was feeling the cruelest girl in the World right now but she was not able to go inside her room.

Something was stopping her,her past her past traumas and her apprehensions every thing was S stopping her. She was too scared to go inside as if she will loose herself if she walks on this path.

"Miru?" Ashaar's gentle voice stopped her. Amraha looked up and wiped her tears quickly.

"Ye rorahi ha bhaiya." Amraha said and ran back to her room. Ashaar saw her wiping her tears and he was able to hear Arzoo's cries. Two of his sisters were crying at the same time. How can an elder brother choose between them?

Can he?

Ashaar walked towards Arzoo's room not because Amraha needs him any less but because he needs to give her some time. She is 21 but his other sister is 6 mere 6.

"Arzoo?" Ashaar gently calls and Arzoo looks up scared. She looked down the minute her eyes met Ashaar. Ashaar's perfume scent spread in the room and suddenly Arzoo felt home.

Her father use to wear the same scent. She looked up at Ashaar who has a very gentle smile on his face.

"Kia hua Arzoo?" Ashaar crouched down in front of her.

"Mujhe baal nahi bananae ate." Arzoo circled her arms around his neck. She was missing her parents alot and he just smells like her favourite place.

Her hug caught Ashaar off guard he was not ready for it but seeing a 6 year old hugging him like this he couldn't do anything except slightly patting her back.

"School nahi jana?" Ashaar asks pulling apart. Her loss was still very fresh he doesn't want to force her.

"Jana ha." Arzoo replied. She actually wanted to see the people she knows.

"Mein banadu pony?" He asks softly.

"Apko ati ha?" Arzoo asks looking up at him with hope.

"Ati nahi ha leken try krte ha! Come on." Ashaar patted his knee and stood up. He took her hairbrush he was glad for Naahira she has put all the things of her in such nice manner.

The sudden realisation of how Naahira is an angel for Arzoo drawn upon him. He can maybe ask her to come here daily and help Arzoo with studies aswell as her getting settled down.

Ashaar tried twice but he was just not able to get the hair perfect. He himself knows how bad he is doing it. He wants help the ladies in his family will not help. He cannot ask them.

"Maahad ko ati ha?" Ashaar asks Arzoo softly. She just shook her head sadly.

"Ajaou breakfast krte ha uske bad we'll do something!" Ashaar said as he put her hair in low loose messy ponytail.

"Breakfast krna important ha?" Arzoo asks.

"Breakfast krna achi baat ha Arzoo! Come on." Ashaar said and guided her downstairs.

Amar gritted his teeth as he saw them coming together he cannot say anything though because he has results today.

"Arzoo kia hua?" Maahad saw her red eyes and rushed towards her. The look he threw Ashaar's way caught Ashaar off guard. He averted his gaze quickly and realised what he was doing but Ashaar saw it.

"Baal banane nahi arahe mujhe! Can you help her?" Ashaar asks clearing his throat.

Maahad looked up confused he has no idea how to do it. His mother has never done Arzoo's in front of him.