The POWER She Chased

3.Dark cloud hovered me

That horrible day is still flashing in my memoir.It was my 7th age when I witnessed the immense lose of my life.
I was gleefully fondling my sweet dinky little brother Thahir..Oh..Didnt I say about him?..So he was out to the universe before two months from that day.He was a carbon-copy of my ummi.My pinky dinky...

Ummi was engaged in Ishaa namaz..
Baapu was off to town to purchase
outfits  for Idul-fitra which is going to be celebrated on next week.Deedi asked me to look after Thahir and went to get freshed.Dinky clutched my hands which made a tickle effect.I smiled and waited for his response.but do this buddhu know that my dinky is too small to even laugh..

Not from too far, I heard rustlings of grasses. I fancied it as a cat or any creeping beings. Baapu has said that snakes are violent nowadays. But then I smelt something fishy.

Suddenly a wicked creature stood infront of the door. It was my jeeja Badrudeen. And my eyes got dumbstuck by the sight of gleaming metal knife in his fluffy hands...

Without taking his attention I took baby Thahir and crawled beneath the bed..moved a bit forward to see what is going to happen..

Abruptly he swung the knife in air and stabbed on ummi.
Ya allah...I cupped my mouth. Her musallah and white prayer dress drenched with red coloured fluid..
That most precious blood of an affectionate mother!! She fell down on her musallah.. I wanted to hug her tight and cry my heart out..but..but..
couldnt.. I covered Thahir's tiny lips with my tiny palms.. If he cry may be that slaughter take a next turn on us.

He laughed aloud of contentment on completing a job perfectly.. Bloody brutal, rascal, drunken-dumb and what not..

My little eyes got blurred with  pebble drops in it.. I took a  gaze on my loving mom.. Subhanallah! Lifeless eyes are on a fixed stare.. A cute smile still playing on that motionless lips..
Who will feed me from now?! To whom should I open my little heart to?! Ummi...dont leave me  here on this vast kingdom without a queen..
Your little chuntu too want to come with you..

Allah wont never ever maaf karega thujhko for your heartless brutality, you drunkyard ..cruel bustard..
My fist clenched automatically to hack him into microscopic peices..
Kya kiya hei vo pyaari maa ne?!..

(what did that lovely mother do?!)

Unfortunately he got perplexed and went off from there and few minutes later I heard knocks on door.. Leisurely I crawled out of that dark fox-hole and by placing dinky safely on bed, I walked towards next room from where the sound produced..
It was Anara di.. That cruel whipper snapper locked didi in.. When I unlocked, red- faced didi in my view.
She was shivering by non-stop weep.
I led her into the room where the unbearable incident happened..
She was petrified by the horrifying seen of lifeless precious mom..

My tiny legs paced towards my lost ummi..
Can I hear you call me Inaaya once again?! Please ummi talk to me na..

I held her hands on which I was walking till that day, till that horrible accident..

Within minutes police troops rushed into my home..I heard  a familiar harsh sound shouting....

"meri fahma.. Ye sab mera galath ke asar hua hei.. I lost you my dear.. Kuch kaho na..(tell something) Kyu itna der sothe hei (why are you sleeping these many hours)Wake up na.. Meri galthi"

My dearie Baapu broken by seeing his adorable wife no more.. His loud voice slowly broke into low sobs..
His broad palms clutched his painful head..

Why did he say it was his mistake?!

Noticing all others crying, I grieved by weeping aloud.. Not because I knew hardly what had happened..How could a 7 year old kid act matured?..I wasnt known that day why my innocent ummi was slayed by that ass.. That word of ummi- 'power'
again ringed in my ear drum..yes I should trace that power..