"abba mai apne ghar aai hon unka ghar choor kar wapis kiyoun jaoun main?"

(I am here in my home leving his place father why would I go back?)

I tried to convince father but he didn't listen once

"nahi ab ye tumhara ghar nahi, ab wo tumhara ghar hai lo isay or jao wahan wapis"

(no, this isn't your home now, his place is, so take her ang go back to him)

He pointed over to my daughter Anaya and I saw him with pleading eyes, I saw all my four brothers but they all were standing at the corner all like a statue.

"bhai kuch to bolo amir bhai"

(brother say something, brother Amir)

I tried to convince him to speak but he remains the same when hameed bhai *brother* spoke.

"amaya daikh beta abba thek keh rahay hai itni choti choti baaton par ghar nahi atay, ye jo tu bata rahi hai phir to sub larky kawary mar jayengay sub larkay aisay he..."

(amaya look sis, father is right, you can't come back here on such minor issues, and what you are telling me if people react to these every men will end up being single, you know all men's are...)

He was in the middle of speaking when I stopped him from saying anything further more and then I spoke up.

"2 ghanty dejeye agli flight se chali jaoungi"

(Just 2 hrs, I'll go back from the next flight)

and with that I closed my room's door and started packing my clothes again in my suitcase, tears were flowing again and again from my eyes and i was wiping my eyes from the corner of my veil.

ami mujhay nahi karni shadi

(mom I don't want to get married)

I said while crying

acha te fir viyah kar le

(ok then get arranged with him)

mama said all chuckling on her own joke

amma..!

(Mom..!)

ki hogaya beta ji?

(What happened my daughter?)

She asked as if she didn't know what I am talking about

ami mujhay apne sath he rakhye na main ap ke sath rahungi

(mom keep me with you please I want to be with you)

To menu vi te sari zindagi tere nal guzarni hai beta ji bus apne mehram nu shamil karle ta kay jab me naa hou na to woh tenu sahara de

(so I also wanted to spend my whole life with you sweetie just settle yourself with your soul mate so that when I am not alive he can handle you)

ammiiiii....

(momm....)

Our last talk was all moving in my mind what she said, what she want, how good she think Hussain was.

kahan diya mera sath hussain ne ami apky marne ki khabar bhi aise sunai k koi normal khabar ho woh bhi marne k ek mahene baad maine toh theek se matam bhi nahi manaya apke gham mai ami aur us shaks ko bhi maaf kar dia

(he wasn't beside me mom, even when you died he told me after a month like it wasn't for you, I couldn't cry as I wanted but I forgave that person)

yaad hai kis batamizi ki tarah maine apse baat ki thye apni shadi k din... us shadi k baad mai apse mili bhi nahi or ap apne chor dia mujhay ami hussain k sath, us shaks k sath jo apki umidon par pura nahi utra, us admi k sath jis kay liye maine apna sub kuch chor dia,us admi k sath jis ne mera sath.....

(Remember how brutally I talked with you on the day on my marriage...after that day I didn't even met you once mom and you left me with hussain mom, with a person that couldn't fulfill your hopes, with that person from whom I left my everything, with that person who couldn't even be with... )

I was all in my thoughts talking with ami my amma complaining about Hussain when I heard a knock on my door which got me out of my thoughts. Opening it I found dad outside telling me that 2 hours are already finished.

Anaya was in her beauty sleep when I took her in my arms and started walking out finding all my so called family standing in line to meet me for a bye when dad come closer to me patting my head saying something which makes my anger boiled more.

"acha hai jaa rahi hai tu puttar ji, main tera sath is liye nai ditta kiyoun kay jo tu kaheya si aye to sari larkon ki khobi hai puttar ji sub larkay aisay hoty hain, mai be tha.."

(Good my dear that you are leaving because the issues you pointed over are the problem of every woman's life, this is the specialty of all the men's, all men's are same, and I was like this too)

After a short break he started again

"puttar sub larkay aise hotay hain main bhi tha ab bhi hun teri maa to isi mai guzaar kar chali gai, sharam kar tu zara.... jaa apne sohar k paas tu qurbani k liye buni hai qurbani day puttar ji ja us k paas"

(dear every men are like this I was too your mom died dealing with this, shame on you, go back to your husband, you are made to sacrifice dear, sacrifice yourself and go back)

Listening to this my anger extra boiled and I showered my dad witt the harsh words for the first time in my life.

"sharam kis baat ki karun main? sharam to apko krni chaheye mr haroon ali. Jis aurat ne apni puri zindagi ap ke naam kardi ap k pyar k liye taras taras kar guzar di. us ka hone ki apne ek baar bhi koshish nahi ki awargiyon main masroof rahy ap or woh apki ghar-hasti main. Aurtain sabar k liye buni hoti hai, pyar k liye sabar karti hain aur agaar pyar na mile to khula (divorce) ka option to islam bhi deta hai"

(What should I shame upon? Shame on you mr. haroon ali. A woman who sacrificed herself in the name of you, she died carving for your love until her last breath. You never tried to be hers, you were busy with your so called young self roaming around and she kept settling up your home her whole life. Woman's are made to tolerate, women tolerate for love and if not then even our Islam gives us option to get divorced)

With that said I started moving forward and my brothers came forward to help me holding my luggage and Anaya when I stopped them by saying

"jis tarah akeli ai thye wapis bhi jaa sakti hun tum log jao ussi tarah mardon ki line mai khary hojao jaisy pehlay thay"

(I can got back alone the way I came here alone, go back to that self made men line, the way you were before)

And i started moving forward again leaving all four men in trauma plus my dad, well he is not my dad anymore......

After a whole tired 10 days I came back home in a cab which hit the break outside of my house smiling to myself with two big bags I moved in thinking about Amaya

aaj to cab mai aya hun daikhty hai guess karti ha k nahi?

(I came in a cab today lets see if she can guess that I arrived?)

Thinking this I waited for her outside the door exactly 20 minutes and she didn't came out so inserting the keys I opened the door and started moving in calling the names of two angels in my life.

"Amayaaa... Anaya... im home" no one response so I called them again

"Amayaaa... Anaya... im home"

Again no response so I started moving in checking each and every room of this home and calling them as loud as I can when my brain clicked that maybe she have been gone for some grocery shopping,

Thinking that I got relaxed and go to take a long shower, coming out and changing myself in my night pajama and v-neck shirt to make myself comfortable I headed out but there was no sign of Amaya and Anaya.

"kamal hai ab tak nahi aye"

(amazing they are'nt back still)

I said to myself looking at the wall clock showing 6 pm means its 2 hours, thinking she must be coming as grocery shopping never take too long I moved in to kitchen to make tea for both of us mixing tea powder and sugar in water I searched for milk everywhere but it found nowhere to be seen when my gaze shifted to the fridge.

"lo ji fridge mai hoga milk to"

(oh my it must be in the fridge)

Talking to myself I moved to the fridge, taking out the milk and shutting fridge door I started moving to the stove when my feet halted at it place.

Was there a sticker on the fridge?

Going there I read the last word on letter

AMAYA

Which makes me confused so pulling out the letter I read it all

Dear Hussain,

Mujhay pata hai ye jankay takleef hogi tumhay lekn me tumhe chor kar ja rahe hu qk me kissi aur se pyar karti hu. aur shayed tum bhi Amyra se pyar krte ho... me Anaya ko lekr ja rahi hu apni zindagi mazeed jeene bas ab tum nahay koe are mard hoga maaf karna. maine bohot kuch kiya hai tumhain Amyra se dur rakhne k liye mujhay lagta that tum mere ho lekn shayad tum mere liye bane he nahe ho. To ab tum bhi ek nai zindagi ki shurwat kro mujhay dhundna mat agar dhoond bhi liya to mai nahi aoungi tumhre sath, khush rehna...hamesha.

Amaya

(Dear Hussain,

I know it will hurt you knowing this but. l am leaving you because I love someone else. And I think you also are in love with amyra. I am leaving along with Anaya to continue my life with another men sorry, I tried a lot to separate you and amyra I thought you were mine but I realized your were never mines you was not made for me. So now you also start a new life. Don't try to find me even if you will I won't come back to you, please be happy...always.

Amaya)

Reading the letter I froze at my place trying to get through this when my heart said "she can't leave you like this" Listening to my heart I moved in my room going through all the cupboards and I find her cloths, at that moment I feel relived seeing her clothes

matlab wo yaheen hai

(means she is still here)

Smiling to myself I moved back where I was and made tea. I waited for her more than half an hour but there was no sign of her

"I think it's shopping not grocery"

I said to myself and moved in my room for a nap.

(so yes how was its girls?)

^