Sidratul Muntaha

Chapter 122

When He destines to save someone
Neither the sea nor the sky
Neither the storms nor the fire
Nothing can stop His will from taking flight
A dying man can come to life
A happily living one can die
The one drowning in poverty
Can get richer for eternity
The one whose health is on decline
Can suddenly become healthy
When He SWT decides,
Impossible changes to possibility...

Asad watched the deserts of Ghazdaan pass him by and his eyes teared up. He had journeyed through these deserts countless of times. He had traveled in his youth and then with his friends and then even with Hareem once but the heaviest journey of his life through these deserts had been the one he had done with his little princess.

Asad held Siham as she smiled and made sounds at him. He chuckled kissing her forehead before joining his forehead with hers. He sniffed her scent in. The baby smell that clung to her gave him a new lease of life. He exhaled in momentary peace as she smiled once more. Could there be anything more precious to him than his daughter? So beautiful... He had a beautiful son at home whom he loved terribly. And yet, Siham was somehow a dream come true. He had always desired for a girl, a daughter. And this baby was the fulfillment of all his wishes and prayers. She was all Hareem, but her eyes were his own. He loved her at the very first glance. Zarrar was all Asad, with no trace of Hareem except minor ones. Here was a baby that had his beloved in all of her but carried him too. She was his peace, his mercy. And she had to leave... After wanting her for years, she had to be sent away from him. The decision was eating at his soul but for her safety he jad decided to send her away...

"Baba's little princess. Could anything be more beautiful than your smile? I love you. I will always love you." He whispered to the precious cargo in his arms. His tears fell on her cheeks and she stilled for a millisecond before she began to move her arms in haste. He chuckled once more. "Will you forgive me for this Princess? Will you be able to see the pain in my heart at what I am about to do? If I had a say in our fate Roohe Asad, I would hide you in my heart and I would make sure you are blanketed by my soul to such an extent that to search you people would have had to traverse through me. But here I am... About to send you away! Will you forgive me for this? Will you be able to see my helplessness? Roohe Asad you are instead of making you my crown, instead of becoming your steed and playing with you, instead of showing you the world from up above my shoulders, I am sending you away, will you forgive me when you realise that I am choosing to stay here in this brutal land instead of holding you to my chest and returning to Salasal where you belong? Ah! I am a broken man. Ghazdaan has snatched away from my all that I hold precious. Here I am handing away the last piece of my sanity. Siham Intesaar! I have lost. Your father has lost. What do I do? What do I do? How will you tell me?" He asked self deprecatingly. "You are still a baby..."

Siham was getting antsy as he spoke. She watched him and then groaned. Asad's heart broke a little more. He didn't understand what he could do to make her happy. How will she sleep?

"Tuje sarin ashe moji dua,
Tu moje ghare chi rahmat,
Moji iltija,
Warshe main dua,
Kailo tujhe sabab,
Ketle dua mag,
tu milli maka...
Tu milli maka...
Moje chadwa, moje jigra,
Raati so andhaar,
Dakkan badaltalo,
Fonse biji nawwo,
Suraj chamaktalo,
Qismat tujhi nikki,
Allah kartalo,
Har ek husaas sarin,
Main dua magtalo,
Main dua magtalo,
Main dua magtalo...
Moji zindagi warli tarin,
Yusuf parin tuka
wapas ko hadtalo,
Mozo Allah amka,
Wapas milautalo...
Wapas milautalo...
Tuje sarin ashe moji dua...
Tu moje ghare chi rahmat,
Moji iltija..."