Mrs Pathan (On hold)

9.1| Next of Kin

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The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you. Don't go back to sleep."
- Rumi

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Saqr

"My brother just recruited me month ago. This was my first mission. He send me down to collect girls from far west side of your area to get them approved later for buying. They were taking about some remaining debts between Ammar and my brother and from what I heard they are planning to join your begam with those girls "

An eerie silence fell in the room at his confession. Then a chilling haunting voice of young man spread in the room making all the men's bones rattle in fear.

"You can't avoid this , it's all planned even if you pay your dues. I will make sure of it" The Usmani spoke with mixture of hatred and mock and what of life remained with him.

It didn't take a moment before his whimpering voice was shut down. The shooting. The sound of bullets masking his voice. And then that peaceful silence .

No one uttered a singel word.

I walked out with Yusuf tailing behind. I know he would ask answers. Ammar and Elam both were involved and his interest definitely peaked hearing Elam's name from that filth.

Yusuf step inside the car behind the wheel. For the first time I was on the passenger seat , just like right now in this moment . Funny how much power you ooze, you have weak moments. And Ammar was mine. Always.

Now Elam too.

Passing by the empty road , everywhere I saw the Barren trees and dry and half burned fields. I felt Yusuf staring at me, I moved my eyes from the dry leafed trees to his eyes. After a moment he nodded in response and u-turned the car and the scenario changed as our car passed by small tunnel.

It was as if the tunnel was the divider between emotions like Sadness and Happiness.

All of a sudden life became alive, the chattering of road wenders, laughter of bengals of mothers and sisters and the air filled with the mist of hukka smoke.

The car engine died as silence greeted us. Yusuf waited at the gate somehow knowing it would take me sometime to gather myself.

How he knew me, in and out. But change happens , we all have changed I a way after my twin's death.

"....... Ákhssey (Brother-in law). Still doing that guilty monthly visits. You do know that day and incident wasn't your fault . Right?" Yusuf spoke to assure me .

Leaning down in prostrate position i placed a long kiss at the crown of his tombstone , a wooden outline of my twin's name.

The Prince of Abdullah Clan.

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Elam

"Omer , Listen to your Sanu, Ma is still sleeping her beauty sleep. Let's not disturb her. I want to play with your chubby cheeks"

Her loud voice woke me up from my deep sleep. Trying to open my still hazy eyes I saw the darkness in the room with sunlight trying to cut it through the slits from the window curtains making a beautiful pattern like Harp's individual strings being plucked with fingers on the floor.