Lost and Found

Chapter 14

It's been two days since we have got here but the dearest Chaudhary sahib wasn't in mood of granting us with his gracious presence and now every passing hour I want to barge in his house and drag him out, the people of the town are quite worried themselves thought the summer vacation is going on but children and parents are worried that once the new session starts they'll face double the trouble they are facing now, majority of them have been threatened personally by the pets of this landlord and it turned out that he is that brother who was living abroad because the person we met last time died three months ago and now his brother has taken place and I don't even know his name.

"What's his name?" I turned to Talha whose eyes were fixed at TV screen.

"Whose?" He asked still looking at the screen where some repeated cricket was on.

"This new wadera?" I frowned.

"Chaudhary something!" he scowled.

"We need to know his name we have to talk to him!" I whispered/yelled in disbelief.

"Fine! Fine! I'll confirm it doesn't matter because that scum and his pets haven't replied to none of us! How do you think he'll talk?" He raised his hands in surrender and picked his phone to call someone.

"He'll, he has to!" I said gulping in some water, it's past midnight and from last two days I just had ten hours of sleep in total, majority of my day is spent at the school office talking to the locals or sometime some of his representatives, calming the terrified mothers of young daughters and begging for their support and after Maghrib I spent the rest of time doing the office work and communicating both the colleagues in Islamabad and New York. The only rest I get is when I go to Masjid or when I take the gap for reading Quran.

Resting my head back on the couch I closed my eyes rubbing my temple and eyes and tried to relax, I don't know how much time I stayed there but my eyes jolted open when I heard Talha scream my name and I rushed outside the lounge of the rented place we were staying in, half hour away from the main town. As I reached closer to him my eyes went wide and a loud gasp escape my mouth, a shiver run down my spine, in front of me were two men I clearly know very well, the two guards which are looking after the school building from last year, Ramzan the one who was younger was in the most worst condition, his eyes were completely blue as if he had been punched numerous time, his white kurta was soaked red, his lips were busted, blood was running down from side of his head, his clothes were torn and he was unconscious that was for sure, while Pasha Khan the slight older one who was in better condition but it felt like have been badly threatened and even beaten up a bit who had red marks across his face was explaining something to Talha, he was in shocked and I was just glued to my space processing this destruction, it was no doubt who was behind it but right now my mind wasn't ready to believe it.

The next two hour went by in complete blur; I can't remember when we three brought Ramzan inside the house, when we drove to the hospital, how the doctors took the case, and how Talha managed to brought Ramzan's wife and brother here. We all were waiting outside the ICU for the doctors to come till now we are clueless what's going on but I am terrified enough to think about something, the condition in which we brought him, it would be a miracle if he would survive. Running my hands through my hair I excused myself, it was almost 3:30 in the morning and the only thing in my mind is that may Allah give this young man a new life for the sake of his own toddlers. I made my way outside the small hospital and in the darkness I started walking aimlessly, even in the mid of July my hands were freezing and I was for the first time very much clueless, I don't what this mess is anymore? An effort for providing something good to these innocent people or risking their life for getting something better for them? For him who is trying to make him superior than anyone it's surely a way of showing his power. I sat on the footpath under the streetlight and took out my phone to call the person I am sure can help, is it too bad to lean at someone now?