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41| Realization
Haider
I stood there with my arms crossed so was my mood; I could never imagine that a girl like Ayesha who was famous for her strength and firmness and composed confident composure could do something so petty and trivial! Suicide?! Seriously!
I dunno how many minutes went by, the silly girl kept crying with her head hung low and face hidden in her palms, rain got decent by now Alhamdulilah if not stopped completely. I waited for her to stop too.
Finally after a few more crying minutes Ayesha moved, I stood straighter; she pulled up her head didn't care to wipe her messy moistened face, she got up and dragged herself to one corner where she found a closed shutter and sat on the foot step. Her knees curled up and head rested on them as she again started to cry.
Wah! Ub nai nai jagen dhoond ker roen gi muhterma. I got annoyed and walked towards her, looking above her head I noticed she wasn't sitting under the shed though it was there, maybe she did on purpose. pata nai log q cheezo ko complicate kerty hen, life is simple.
I walked up to her and sat down on the step, silent. She hiccuped for a few more minutes and kept shedding tears while I waited her to finish with her moaning.
"When I first met you, you said you can take care of your loved ones and you can handle everything on your own. You lied and I don't like it. i hate liars." I said, looking at my front at the cars passing by.
She pulled her head up, turned her face and looked at me with her puffed bloodshot eyes. "Leave!" and ordered. She seemed wounded, a wounded lioness. I heaved up a sigh shaking my head. "I said leave me alone!" she repeated louder this time when I ignored to obey her first orders.
"You are over reacting" I stated.
"I don't need your opinion, leave me alone"
"see, I can feel you pain Ayesha, I can relate...
"No you can not" she snapped, I looked at her face. "It is not your father who has betrayed you, its mine. It isn't your father who left you alone, abandoned you when you were just a kid, it was mine okay? So stop pretending that you care or can feel my pain because you can not!" she was literally screaming on my face, I was too close to her she could have talked decently but.... I guess it was a girls' thing maybe.
"I can" I repeated, with a faint smile. It was strange how well I could relate to every word she uttered. She stared my face with her moistened eyes tears still flowing through them. "I can relate because I was betrayed once, I can relate Ayesha because I was not even born when my father abandoned me and... and my mother" I kept looking at my front.
Swoosh and woop! Cars passing by, rain had stopped by now but the air was cold and dampness was there.
Ayesha was quiet.
"Kesey chilla chilla ker tum ne ilzam diya apne dad ko, kesey pal mein un ko khudgherz thehra diya Ayesha" I looked at her face, she was looking at me and I caught myself looking straight into her eyes. I smiled, I dunno why but she didn't seem like the girl I knew, rather there sat a little girl, crying because her dady shared his love with someone else.
"He forgot my mummy, he lied and just because he wanted to start a new life he sent us away. Isn't he selfish?" she was confirming, I looked at my front again.
"I had seen my mom living alone, bring me up alone and struggling alone, for me and for the survival. I had seen how she strive day and night and brought me up like any other normal kid, she never let the darkness of her life creep into mine" I spoke.
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