The Sun also Shines In Pakistan.

Chapter 6, part 2: Is human a label for everyone?

"It's a long story Moon, are you really up for it?", I questioned taking my place on the log. She gave me a smirk, "I'm the Moon, I live in the darkness Tell me how it ended."

"Many moons ago", I started with a look in my eyes.

"That was the last one . It was my last place to attack and I knew that I wouldn't gain any peace until I attacked it. I had this unsettled rage burning under me about this place, Mia. It was there that I and my friends were beaten just for being Muslim.

A whole gang of Christian kids punched us, scratched out hair and destroyed every piece of our innocence. It had made me scared and terrified of my colour, of my religion and in all ways about my identity.

When I returned home from that incident that day, I knew that I would remember this as a moment of horror forever and after destroying billions of buildings, I knew that I would have no other choice but to destroy this too.

It was the only way to ensure that whatever I had done, I had done it completely.

So, I set up a small explosion in the corner end seat of the restaurant..", I continued speaking until Mia interrupted me,

"Why in the corner seat? That way with how big the cafe is, no one in the other parts of the cafe got even remotely hurt and as for the chefs, they weren't touched. You only hurt that one small part of the cafe."

"That was the whole point. Unlike every other building I had hurt, I had meant to kill the lives of the people, I had wanted to destroy their happiness forever and make them feel repulsive about their skin. I had wanted revenge on the people in every one of those buildings.

As for this cafe, I only wanted to destroy the corner seat. The one that had all those dark memories and the one I could never face again.

I never meant to hurt the people or the chefs, just that darn seat. If I, in fact had my own will i wouldn't have even touched the cafe but I was too weak, I am too weak to listen to myself that keeps telling me it's not right.

I'm not driven by my decisions, I'm driven by my emotions.", i spoke now trying to reach her eyes so that she could understand what I was trying to say.

"Why did you get caught?", Mia spoke with a soft whisper and looked down because my eyes were too heavy for her to see.

"Why?", I chuckled a dry laugh. "Are you asking me why, I a terrorist who had so mercilessly destroyed so many pieces of health on this planet get arrested?",

"I don't know because apparently it's a crime to do that, Moon.", I spoke with sarcasm trailing my voice.

"Yes, but you never understood that, did you? You always thought what you were doing was morally right and even when you led the destruction of one of the most massive healthcares in America, you weren't caught.

There wasn't a trace of you in the entire establishment and you went on to bomb many others but the police couldn't even give you a name.

Now suddenly you put a tiny explosive in the corner seat of a restaurant in a town that I'm sure no one can even spell properly and you somehow get caught.

So, I'll ask again Saul, why did you get caught?", Moon spoke firmly that I looked up from the spot in the corner I had been looking at.

"Because it had to be the last time. With every time I did something or took over another building, I never felt like that hunger inside of me died down. It was always there, forever as if mocking me that I would never be enough to take revenge.

That no matter what I would do, no one would care and I would end up being that small town Muslim boy for the rest of my life with a title I didn't deserve.

I was never truly content. All those other destructions I did, they were out of desire, the moon's cafe was out of need. Once I had destroyed that cafe, I knew that I would never be able to harm another again just like I used to.

That fire inside me had died down and I knew it would when I set up the explosive but I knew I couldn't be sure. I didn't want to cause any more harm than I knew I couldn't control.

I didn't want to hurt anyone else, make any other star fall down in despair and lead to utter darkness or see another family crying.

So, I made sure there were plenty of evidences that it was me who had set-up the bomb so that even if i changed my mind, I wouldn't have an option to.

I got myself into this in case my emotions would carry me again.", I answered emphasizing the last sentence greatly.

"You're not as bad as I thought you were, you really are just..", Mia said in the middle of the silence that had followed my confession, now she was looking for a word to define me.

"Human.", I chose to label myself. "I'm not Pakistani or a male or the Sun. I'm just another human and I've made mistakes like any other.

The only problem is I realized them much later. My mistakes cannot be blamed on a religion or a gender but only me and myself.

My own problems are due to my decisions that I chose to take, that my emotions turned into such chaos but nevertheless actions I committed and that by definition that many have forgotten, makes me human.", i concluded.

Moon got up and hugged me and I felt okay to feel like comforted again. It had been too long that I had been by myself

and to see someone who understood me, even if not completely was probably the greatest feeling in the world.

She didn't offer me any advice, nor did she tell me to shut up and stay silent about my problems and let the world bully me. What she spoke this time didn't surprise me because she was a human too.

"Let's clean up this mess.", she spoke and I had no idea how to.