Kaneez - A wife of his duties

5. A flying dream.

Chapter v

A flying dream.

O my Lord, grant me strength to offer my prayers and also to my children; O our Lord, please accept our prayers. O Lord, forgive me and my parents and all Believers, on the day of Judgement.

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'Children must start saying their namaz when they are seven years old.' Aaima set up her dupatta, covered it over her head correctly.

'What namaz teaches us?' Fatima asked innocently.

'Namaz teaches us obedience to Allah and keeps us clean in mind and body,' Aaima gazed. 'Namaz teaches us punctuality. Offering each namaz at its time teaches us to value time.'

'I am now seven years old na ammi,' Fatima uttered out in excitement.

Aaima smiled, wiping a hand across her head that covered with dupatta. 'jee,' Aaima mumbled.

'Now I am saying namaz daily like baba, hain na ammi jee,' Fatima cried out. Her hands shook with excitement.

Aaima nodded, spread her lips.

'He is my ideal.'

***

'Congrats,' Ahmed said with the great deal of happiness.

Aaima was filled with the sign of foreboding. Even she did not know why she was feeling so foreboding whereas Ahmed congratulated her.

A glass filled with water was hold by Aaima. That glass was for Ahmed. He had came from office, went into the room and called Aaima. She was at kitchen, answered 'yes' and then went into room where Ahmed sat on the chair zealously.

Aaima did not know why she was feeling very fumy.

Finally she dared to ask. 'for what?'

'My transfer is accepted. We are going to our own sweet town,' Ahmed told her.

And she seemed more worry as compare to before.

Without observing what Aaima seemed, Ahmed rushed towards the bathroom may be for take a shower.

Aaima squeezed the class that she hold in her hands.

'Children must start saying their namaz when they are seven years old.'

Aaima ruminated what she told her daughter.

'It becomes compulsory when they are at the age of maturity, physical maturity.'

Aaima ruminated her words that she couldn't tell her.

Fatima, time will watch you the analogy situation over the implications of his(Ahmed) decision.

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'Ammmmi....' Fatima rushed down the stairs. And her Ammi was busy in the kitchen for making lunch.

'You did not tell me!' Fatima had reached near to Aaima and uttered out in angriness.

'About what?' She knew. She knew very well that why Fatima seemed so angry. And that was the reason she did not tell her about.

'About what? Don't you know ammi jee,' Fatima asked while sobbing. Quick tears slid down her chin.

'Arrey beta, you've started weeping.' When she made turn her face and watched her daughter's face filled with tears her first reaction reacted.

'I will not go.' That was Fatima's ultimate decision. That she could just think.

Aaima wiped her(Fatima) tears away with shaking fingers. 'Why you don't want to go back beta,' Aaima asked with her soft voice softly.

'because here is my school and numerous friends exits.' How cute she replied. After all she was a child, just seven years old.

'Fatimaaa....' Aaima called out Fatima didn't look at her mother for a full two minutes. And when she turned her face towards Aaima, her eyes'd gotten reddish.

'Do you know, your father tried for this transfer for two years and finally he succeeded her try. Don't you think you disrupted his try?' Aaima asked her politely.

Fatima stopped bursting tears.

'School will be there too.'

'What about my friends?' A quick question arose.

'your friends... hmmm.... they can be there too in the face of different class mates.' After thinking the answer answered.

'Can they'd be the lights of this flashy city?'

Aaima gazed her.

'Can they'd be the butterflies that comes in my yard?'

Aaima still gazed her.

'Can they'd be the voice of seashore that I hear daily?

Aaima wagged her face right to left.

'Can they'd be the singing of birds that sings every mooring?

Aaima couldn't bear her innocents. She hugged her tightly and started weeping silently.

***

Some daydreams are to have for completeness. And some daydreams are to have for fragmenting.

'Nafeesa,' Fatima whispered in her ear.

Nafeesa squeezed her ear, made another turn and slept peacefully.

Then, Fatima rounded her eyes over her parents, they were sleeping peacefully too.

'umm hmmm Nafeesa, how boring are you! Look na there how beautiful view is!' Fatima pouted. She mumbled herself.

Darkness covered the sky but beautiful sparkling star shone up there. Among those stars two stars raced with each other. One was running very fast and second was ready to leading the first.

The window of train made like a screen and showed a wonderful picture.

They were traveling to their own town.

To be continued....

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