ILLITERATE

ILLITERATE EPISODE 65

The wheel of fate, which had long seemed to favor the cruel, now begins to turn, and the tide of destiny shifts with a slow, ominous rhythm. For the first time, Muzammil feels a glimmer of hope, a spark of justice in the air. It is as though the universe itself has watched the suffering of this innocent soul and, at long last, decided to intervene. The family that once seemed untouchable now finds themselves caught in the web of their own deceit and malice. One by one, the pillars of their arrogance begin to crumble, and the price for their cruelty is finally being paid.

Maham, once so confident in her cruel superiority, now faces the consequences of her actions. Her world begins to collapse around her as the loss of her closest friends drives her into a state of depression. She can no longer rely on the hollow support of those who once flattered her ego. Alone and isolated, Maham spirals into a dark abyss, her mind consumed by regret and self-loathing. The joy she once found in mocking others has faded, replaced by a deep emptiness that mirrors the void she had left in Muzammil’s heart. It is a fitting punishment, a reminder that the cruelty we sow may one day be returned to us tenfold.

Laiba, who had reveled in the suffering of others, now stands on the precipice of losing everything she once held dear. Her status, once a source of pride, slips through her fingers like sand. The collapse is swift and merciless—her college, the very institution that had promised her a future of success and power, is taken from her. The world that she had once so confidently controlled now turns against her. The very foundation of her life begins to crack, and with it, her sense of self-worth. Laiba’s eyes, once filled with disdain for those beneath her, now reflect only fear—fear of the unknown, fear of the retribution she never imagined would come for her.

But the most dramatic shift occurs with the aunt, whose cruelty had been the backbone of Muzammil’s suffering. Struck down by fate, she is diagnosed with cancer, a cruel and relentless disease that strips her of the power she once held over others. Lying in a sterile hospital room, her once-commanding presence now reduced to a fragile figure, she cannot help but question the fairness of it all. The very woman who had tormented Muzammil, who had turned his life into a living hell, is now forced to confront the ultimate question: Why? As her body weakens, so too does the façade of invincibility she had built for herself. She is left to grapple with the consequences of her actions, a woman on the verge of losing everything, just as she had caused Muzammil to lose it all.

On her deathbed, the once-unyielding matriarch of the family utters a desperate cry, her voice trembling with vulnerability. “Why is this happening to me?” she asks, her words hanging in the sterile air like a final plea for understanding. It is the question of a woman who has never known empathy, who has never once considered the pain of others. But now, as she faces her own mortality, the enormity of her cruelty becomes impossible to ignore. The universe, in its infinite wisdom, has allowed her to feel the weight of her actions, and in that moment, she realizes, far too late, that the suffering she inflicted upon others has finally come for her. But even in her final moments, there is no redemption—only the cold, unforgiving hands of divine justice.