MEERAANA-the twin truth of MEER and AANA

1. MEER

MEER

From last 3 hours I and Zulia are anxiously waiting for our moms to come so that we can go to the coffee house which had its inauguration ceremony yesterday itself, but our moms doesn't care at all .They must be bussy arguing in the market with the shopkeeper for their potatoes ,onions ,tomatoes and ...... that is why I hate going shopping with my mom...AND now after 3 hours finally the doorbell rung. BUT, it wasn't mom it was Mrs. Pumpkin (Mrs. Pummy we call her Mrs Pumpkin just for fun) who surely wanted to use our landline so that she could talk to her NRI husband who is in NEWYORK...and surely she would have got finished with her balance and wanted to make an urgent call...as usual according to her regular explanations .But she was a good source of entertainment for both of us as it is quite interesting watching newly married couples talking to each other. And 20 minutes got over but Mrs Pumpkin didn't stop; she kept on talking. We also started feeling bored. Again the bell rung and this time also it was n t mom it was Zulia s cell phone s stupid ringtone and it was mom s call

Mom: Zulia where is Meer and what you girls are doing? I was calling u but the landline was engaged from a long time .so, I called on your phone. With whom you girls are talking to for such a long time?

{ZULIA puts the speaker on}

Zulia: we are sorry aunty but actually Mrs.Pummy is bussy on the landline for a long time.

Mom: ok I will talk to her later

I just wanted to inform you that we will be late As Sia, has invited us for dinner. So, you girls have to stay in and take care of the house .You can go to the coffee house later on...YOU can cook anything for yourself of your own choice.

Meer: But Mum..... {i couldn't speak what i wanted to ... the call ended}

It was a spilt milk on our expectations. We got rid of our exams today itself....

And we were not at all interested in ruining first day of our vacation. Exams are HORROR they used to be fun when I was in middle school because at that time u at least had the guarantee that if u work hard you are going to pass with flying colours; but after leaving middle school life turns into shit... After Mrs Pumpkin was gone [after wasting our precious time] we locked the door and decided to do something amazing. Firstly we decided to make a list of things we would do in our summer vacation, before that I made cold coffee for both of us.

From last 3 years I and Zulia had been planning to spend our vacations in an extraordinary way. But this extraordinary way turns out be worse every time for both of us. I remember how we ruined our holidays by opening summer classes for kids last year. That was absolutely a ridiculous idea. However the idea looked fascinating to both of us. Even in the starting it seemed to be working well, until we organised some friendly competitions among them; indeed they weren't friendly at all. Instead children's took the competitions very seriously. We were always bussy in resolving the cat fights between them. Their aggressive behaviour for each other made both of us frustrated and from that day we decided not to go for such things from next time on wards. But this time, it needs to be special because next month Zulia will be moving to NEWYORK to spend rest of her life overthere. 2 year ago, itself she lost her father. Her father was an army officer and he died at the time of war .It was indeed a tough time for Zulia and

her family. Zulia and my family resembles the most in almost all ways. Zulia like me doesn't have any sibling, like me she lost her father the only difference is that at least she saw her father, spent time with him but, I never saw my father and even dont't know who he was. Just I know is that he was a businessman died in the same year when I was born. Indeed he was a young man when he died, but still my mother never thought for a remarriage, just for my secure future .She is independent, courageous, selfless and strong lady. Who is always worried for others and not for her own.

We cooked pasta for both of us along with some fries and sandwiches. We ate all of those stuff which weren't allowed to us but still it was the first day of our vacation so it would hardly mattered to both of our mothers hopefully.

We spent our 30 minutes watching animated series on youtube then we updated our status on Instagram posting our pictures with the caption " HELL is OVER LIFE TURNS TOWARDS PEACE ...YET HEAVEN IS STILL FAR AWAY "

Bell rung and finally our moms were there

and it was time for Zulia to leave. I asked her to stay but she said she needs to finish up with her new book and she left .Again there was peace ...peace all around us ..mom and I ..all alone in the house...but I have become used to this. The silence all around me...Zulia is one of those friends who breaks the silence in my life and makes me realise My life still has hope; HOPEFULLY we all have that hope until we have breath ..Zulia has a family even if she doesn't had her father. she has her grandmother ,grandfather,2 aunt and uncles and their children s i.e. her cousins but I don't know who and how my relatives were or are..

I was just told by my mother that they all never existed I questioned her, I quarrelled with her about this but never got a satisfying answer ...It seems she's hiding something from me......