Redemption

44| Reunited still Ruined

Assalam-o-Alaikum!

An emotional update thou ;)

44| Reunited Still Ruined 

"Ammi she is dying" Haider spoke and his voice felt like coming from some forgotten, old cave; damp with a shiver in it.

It started to echo around me. She was dying! Ammi was dying.

"this time she isn't leaving only Kashmir, she is leaving us all, and everything. You have to come and if not stop her at least meet her for one last time"

"Haider I can not promise you but yes, lemme check the flight schedule plus I have to wind up a few important things at hospital" I tried to keep my voice steady and a little firm, trying not to let the wrecked myself show up.

"you are only making excuses Ammi, I knew and that's why I have already checked the flights. There is a flight for Landon, tomorrow evening and there are vacant seats" Haider cut me through and I sighed helplessly.

I could feel his breath getting sharper and his footsteps faster. "Haider beta where is the luggage coming?" I could clearly hear his voice; Shehry.... A sad smile crept on to my lips in the middle of those tears.

"Taya its belt no 7" Haider replied him. Taya.....the word practically echoed in my heart; for all those years I saw my son craving for these relations; Taya, Taai, phupoo and today he was there in the middle of them....with his own blood with his father.

"Ammi ap sun rahi hen na?" Haider spoke to me this time, and I wiped the tears from my face and sniffled. "Stop crying for heaven sake! And come here, she needs you..." he went silent and then added. "Abbu needs you Ammi"

"Haider am not sure beta...." I couldn't say more and another tear escaped my eye.

"but I am pretty much sure that you should definitely come and see her for the last time" he pressed over the last few heartbreaking words, trying to convince me oblivious to the state of my heart; restless and unsure.

"or at least talk to him Ammi, just a few words; maybe your words can give peace to his heart. Just make a call" he added. Kesey samjhaun tumhen jo khud itna bechain ho wo kia sukoon de ga kisi doosrey ko beta!

We hung up. And the next minute my inbox recived a contact. Abbu's contact, took it from Ayesha. Please call him, he needs you.

I heaved up a sigh. Haider's words kept echoing in my head, I reflected on what he said and what I was going through inside. It wasn't as if I didn't want to see her, off course I wanted to and after listening to her terrible declining health my heart was paining but.... But it wasn't about her, it was about him.

After all these years a part of me had actually forgotten him but a part of me was still there who loved him, craved for him more and more with every passing moment and I knew that part would get hurt and bleed seeing him again. I knew no matter how much I will try to stay indifferent around him, that part of me will win.

Mominah ka bus chale to urr ker chali jaye Ammi k pas mager Maya.... Maya ka kiya karoon jis ki nazren aj bhi us terrace per mojood un do ankhon per jami hen. Us Maya ka kia karoon jo Hussain se lerna chahti hea, usey ilzam dena chahti hea, us k gunah ki safai chahti hea.... Us ka girehbaaan pakar ker apne samney katehrey mein khara kerna chahti hea. Kia karoon us Maya ka?

"I think you should take that Maya long with you" Ram's words literally made me jump in my place and I stared up, finding him smiling down at me before he sits in the couch and held my hands in his. I couldn't believe I was that loud.... My hands were in his grip I couldn't even wipe the tears or better hide my face.