Sunsets are painfully beautiful. Melancholic yet wonderful. Just the same way today's sunset was ordinarily outstanding. But the the soul observing it wasn't in a perfect state. It was lost deeply in the ocean of thoughts floating,diving and sinking in the waters not really caring about surrounding. There was a sudden appearance of peace on its face replaced with melancholy and then anger. The emotions couldn't be deciphered but the inner turmoil was vividly visible showing its color on the skin. There was stillness and then there were long walks but the only constant were thoughts. Thoughts that were not leaving her side since that day or maybe she wasn't able to let them go. She was the same old doctor but internally something was broken which took that smile,that shine in eyes,that energy,that life from her and left a deep void in her soul.
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From the outside there were movements indicating the presence of life. The mother was in the kitchen preparing food and not really caring about how it'll taste. She was moving swiftly through the kitchen as usual but she was uncertain about something. She was searching something most probably in nothing but she wasn't giving up. Sometimes she was focused on what she is cooking and then suddenly she was looking out of the kitchen door as if someone had called her. She seemed like a robot as if all this work is fixed inside her brain but deep inside nothing was fixed, everything was broken. The soul was empty,the heart was parched but life was going on just as usual. There was a void,a hole in her life but she was still alive, just alive maybe not living.
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There was a third side of the story. A beautiful young girl working as an internee in an NGO which help girls and women to grow internally and externally. An NGO where homeless girls find a shelter,where this was a chance for all those broken women labelled differently by the society to rise again and face the society with pride,to work and live independently,to live their life in actual. There was this girl trying her level best to be fit for the job, giving all she had just to help the needy,to help the women and girls realize their worth,to dedicate her full life for the help of people. She was all immersed in the work as if nothing else really exist around her,all she has in life is this work. She was dedicated, intelligent, hardworking,motivated but not focused. Her only problem was focus,she had distractions like alot of them and she really couldn't help it because it was just like a reflex action happening all on their own, involuntarily.Three souls same story different characters same sadness different actions. Life moves yeah it does but the voids remain intact. Similarly life was going for Armeena, Mahjabeen and her mother but the hurt was there. Injuries don't cure in a day specially when they are deep. They require time and time is all they had now.
_________________________If I can fly
I'll fly
Up above the clouds
Of despair and distress
High above in the sky
Of shine and happiness" Maa what are you doing here?"
" I was just going through your diary where you pour your heart."
"And why will you do that?"
"Because you don't talk to me anymore and I need company. I need to listen to you. I need someone to listen to me."
"Maa"
This was the point when Mahjabeen realized where their life was going. When she came face to face with the truth that she is neglecting her mother while being so busy in her own repair. She wasn't all alone in this her mother was also a part of it and they can't be completed if they are not together. They can't live if they don't let go what they had. They can't lessen the burden if they don't share. Their hearts are filled and there is no harm in crying together over the same loss. This was the point when her voice trembled.
"Maa I__
And she was engulfed in hug where they started pouring their loss to fill their themselves. Where nothing was spoken but everything was laid. Where there was no questions no answers just tears and sobs.
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