Author's POV:-
I splashed two or three splashes of water on my face and looked at myself. She stared at it for several moments, not understanding what I was feeling at that moment.
He was a murderer.
What should I feel after hearing this? Should I feel bad that he's a murderer, or should I be satisfied that he's a rapist murderer? Should I feel bad for him hiding this from me? Or did he hide this because he would lose me if he told me,
“I know what you must be thinking at this moment about me; you would not have such expectations from me at all; you must have placed a lot of hopes on your fictional man that he would be the best and perfect, that he would not have any blemishes in his life, but ….But I am not what you wanted.”
Taemoor's voice came; he was standing outside the door. I heard him silently.
“You are pure and innocent, and I am a sinful, evil murderer. You read the Quran. And I? I steal hearts from the living and listen as they beg for mercy with their final, silent scream.” He confessed, slowly.
“You dream, I snatch. You want the villain to have a bad ending in your stories, but I am a villain myself and I would have made everyone have a bad ending. You and I are very different, yes, very different. I disappointed you. I am not the same as you wanted me to be. Maybe I was before, seven years ago. But during these seven years, I have not let myself be worthy of anyone. Not for you either. I am not worthy of you, Yashal. I am not worthy of you, forgive me, Yashal. You are very good, Yashal, but I am not. Since you came into my life, I kept hiding things from you because I didn't want to lose you; I wanted to always keep your face smiling. Otherwise,se, I know you…you love me very much.”
Author's pov;-
She listened to him silently. Taemoor sat across the door, waiting for her answer, but she was still silent. Her silence was killing him.
“Yashal, say something, if you hate me, are disgusted or scared of me, then you can say it to me. I will agree with everything you say. Just say something. Don't be silent. Your silence has caused us a lot of losses in the past.” Yashal felt her eyes getting weSheecouldld not forget the past, n; notter how much time passed, whenever they remembered this time, the same pain came.
“Can you leave all this? For me?”
When Yashal spoke, she spoke contrary to his expectations. Taemoor looked at the door with blank eyes and then remembered many people and harsh memories. Taemoor sat on the floor, rested his head on the door, and closed his eyes. As he closed his eyes, tears rolled down his throat and were absorbed into his shirt.
Taemoor's pov;-
When I opened my eyes, my eyes were on the ceiling, one hand on my knee, the other on the floor. She waited for me to speak when I slowly began to speak.
“I remember the cry of that woman when she was raped, society did not accept her, so she had no choice but to kill herself, even though it was not her fault. I also remember that little girl when she went out to get ice cream, some beasts attacked her. That day, her body is found in a pile of garbage. The report reveals that she was raped before she died. And her killers roam free, they have no fear. I remember every woman who goes to the police and files a report, but even there she is looked at with dirty eyes, and she gives up fighting, despairing of the world.” I explained slowly looking at the ceiling. I felt she also sat to listen to me behind the door silently.
“I am hoping for them, one last hope; I can't give up all this for you, Yashal. I can give my life for you, I can take it, but I can't break my resolve. After hearing this, you must have felt that I don't love you, but I am doing all this out of love for you. You are my respect. Similarly, every woman is respected and trusted by someone. You cannot imagine what I felt at that time. When I found you in Fayaz's room at Faraz's wedding, without a dupatta, I still think of that moment when hen strencameame to me. I promise again that I will kill anyone who looks at a woman with an evil eye.”
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