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Life goes on... Whether you choose to move on and take a chance in the unknown. Or stay behind, locked in the past, thinking of what could've been.
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It was Monday morning, I've just prayed Fajr and was sitting on the janamaz. I was very nervous today because today is the day that will be my very first day of work.
I completed my bachelor's and master's in business and administration and as an internship, I've applied for the post of PA of A.A industries. It was constant sweat and toil through unbelievably difficult times hence the feeling of proudness lingered on my heart. I was always the laid back and 'we'll see when it happens' kinda girl but after we lost the golden girl of our family did I straighten my life up and became very serious.
I made a quick duaa for a good day and got up. I folded my Janamaz and kept it on the shelf. I picked up my Quran and set on my bed while I opened surah Yaseen. It is said that when you read surah Yaseen every day after salatul Fajr then Allah [swt] will solve the problems of this worldly life and eases the tests. My parents since we were of small age put this as a habit that we read surah Yaseen every day after Fajr.
I read the surah and close the Quran and keep it on the shelf. I remove my hijab and put it in my neck while I go downstairs into the kitchen to grab something to eat.
"Salaam Bhabi" I greet my sister in law as I see her preparing a cup of tea for our family. I cross over the island and go to help her.
"Walikum As-Salaam Mika" she smiles towards me and gives me space to work on the tea while she steps aside to grab the teacups. We always have tea after Fajr, it kind of became like a routine I guess.
"You should rest a lot bhabhi, I told you I'll handle the kitchen. You don't want me to tell bhai now do you?" I teased Bhabi as I fake glared at her and cross my hands over my chest to add a more dramatic effect.
"You people treat me as if I'm some fragile china doll." She rolls her eyes as I put my hand around her shoulders as I whisper in her ears, "But you are bhai's life and you are also carrying this little munchkin inside of you." I winked at her as she blushed and moved away to grab the sieve while I let out a small laugh. I love Xara Bhabhi with my life. She was nothing like a stereotypical sister in law rather she was like a sister, like her. And also she was 6 months pregnant which made all of us so overprotective of her.
We quickly pour the steaming hot tea in 6 teacups. Just then Omar bhai enters the kitchen and wraps his arms around bhabhi, "Hello meri Jaan!" He winks at her as she blushes profusely and gets out of his hold and glares at us in mock anger as we try to smother out our laughs.
"You both are so evil!" She walks out of the kitchen as both Bhai and I let our laughs out freely.
"Let me help." Bhai carries the tray towards the living room while I follow him out. Omar Bhai is 5 years older than me which makes him 28 and I love him the second most, you will get to know who I love the most and no it is not my parents, Yes I do love them but there is someone who I love even more. Bhai is so sweet and caring, and this side especially comes out when he interacts with his wife, Xara Bhabi.
Ammi and Abbu were sitting in the living room with Osman, another brother of mine. He is 25 years old and he was the notorious and daunting type of person. He currently handled a part of Abbu's company which was passed down by Dada. Every other person might be terrified of Osman but not me. He is overly protective of me due to that one incident but he is also the person with whom I can share everything and he is also the person that I love the most. He is everything for me.
I pass the teacups to everyone as I sit beside Ammi and Bhai and Bhabi sit on the loveseat sofa while Osman sat on a bean bag.
We all just relax in feeling of being with family and chatter about the events of today.
"By the way Mika, today's is your first day isn't it?" Bhai asks as I nod while nervous feeling returns to my stomach.
"You'll do fine my dear, I don't know what you are so nervous about. You are the smartest and strongest woman I know of ." Ammi lets out in a soft voice while she grabs one of my hands from my lap while I offer her an appreciative smile.
"I still don't understand why you can't do an internship at our company?" Osman says in an agitated voice.
"She has a good reason Osman, don't let your anger out on her," Bhai says in a stern voice.
"Boys that's enough!" Abbu says in a warning tone towards both of them. See both are very overprotective.
"Beta if you still want then you can do your internship here-
I was about to interrupt him but he stopped with a raise of his hand and continued, "But if you want to do an internship at A.A then you can do there. You are free to make your own decision." He says talking to me in that fatherly voice that makes you relax instantly.
"My decision is final Abbu," I say to Abbu but my eyes are trained at my brothers. Both of them seem unsatisfied with my decision but don't say anything.
"I still don't understand what is so wrong at her working in another company, you can't always look after her, She is an adult with free decisions," Bhabi says in support of me as Ammi nods along with her.
"My child is smart enough to decide by herself," Ammi says in a final tone. And everyone settles into a comfortable yet a bit edgy feeling as Abbu, Osman and Bhai start talking about business. Bhai was the soon to be CEO of the company as Abbu wanted to step down and settle a peaceful life as grandparents. Osman was a whole other issue.
I love my family and I hope Allah keeps them healthy and happy for a long long time.
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All of us depart to our rooms for a short nap before leaving for work. It was half-past 6 and I got the email saying I have to be present at 9 so I can have a peaceful one and a half hour sleep. As if, sleep is itself hard to come, with all the memories constantly at the repeat. I just can't seem to get rid of this guilt, no matter how much I pray for forgiveness, for being the cause of that incident and for dawning such sadness on my family.
Anyhow, I always say Tawakkal Allah and move on, that's how I've been coping.
One day, In Sha Allah one day, I will move on and rid myself of this baggage. I hope Allah sends that day soon in my life because He alone knows how much I've been suffering for the past 5 years.
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GLOSSARY-
1.Fajr- First prayer of five daily prayers
2.Janamaz- Prayer rug
3.Duaa- Supplication
4.Bhabi- Sister in law
5.Bhai- Brother(usually used for elder brother)
6.Ammi- Mother
7.Abbu- Father
8.Meri Jaan- My life(term of endearment)
9.Beta- Child
10.Tawakkal Allah- I place my trust in Allah
11. In Sha Allah- If Allah wills
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It was kind of like a filler chapter. The actual drama begins in the next chapter.
Salaam❤❤
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