《Zindagi Ka Safar ( The Journey Of Life)》Chapter 25: Truth and the reasons
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"I won't say that ....wh...I ... was a good wife. I didn't.... didn't let you tou...touch me.... tha....that was my dignity...I..."
I was too shocked of sudden explosion that have been blasted over my head so hard that I think I stopped breathing.
But he....he was expressionless. Just like always!
I closed my eyes. I too was in tears but still what hurt more than these papers were HIS TEARS!
I took a deep breath and said smiling,
"If this is what makes you happy and would bring a smile on your face and relaxation of your mind then ...I....it....its fine.... I ....I am f....Fine with...with it....
And....don't...don't worry about alia! I... I won't let our relationship effect theirs.....
I.... I would handle it.....
I...."
I was continuously blabbering without thinking of what I am saying.
Was I .... was I this bad....
Soha! Itna dukh kiu ho raha hai...
Sab larko ne bhi toh reject kia tha na....
Par...Sab larko ne mujhe mere chehre par daag dekh k reject kia!
Aur yaha...yaha koi wajah nazar nhi aa rahi....
May be its my destiny!
"Pata hai! " I choked back my sob and smiled a bit.
"Bohat se larko ne reject kia tha na...us k baad bhi itna dukh nahi hua....
Kiu k un ki wajah thi....
jaanty han kis wajah se...sab proposals reject hue thay...."
I took a deep breath.... I was about to tell him the truth!
Not for him to know, but for my heart to have a reson of being rejected! Of being divorced!...
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I was at the point where my brain stopped working and all I was thinking of what I have done and what I am doing.....
Demag mai ajeeb si jang chal rahi hai!
Haarib ka kaha hua ek ek lafaz demag mai kisi soi ki tarha chubh raha hai...
I wanted to prove that....that I am not HIS Son! NEITHER BY ACTIONS NOR BY THOUGHTS!
I wanted to.... wanted to have a peaceful life and as she would be in it, all my actions and all my deeds that would make me like my father , won't leave me!
And she.......
Soha!kiu ho tum itni achi! Please! Please mat bano itni achi! Mai....I...... I couldn't live with the burden of my revenge and now! You!
She was continuously blaming herself for this divorce!
But what made my eyes look up at her was her statement that held so much pain that even the sky would have cried over her voice,
"Pata hai! " she choked back a sob and smiled a bit.
"Bohat se larko ne reject kia tha na...us k baad bhi itna dukh nahi hua....
Kiu k un ki wajah thi....
jaanty han kis wajah se...sab proposals reject hue thay...."
She took a deep breath and raised her hand. She pulled all her hair that were fallen on her left side of the face. The side I always wanted to see of her face.
My eyes were fixed on her every single action as if I as afraid of missing anything.
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She was sniffed once again and then what relieved wasn't what I had ever imagine....
Fair white skin.... as white as milk.... that was being washed by tears right now....
And a black patch running from her left eye downwards till her ear near her jawline.
She wasn't making an eye contact, she was looking at the floor. But I was just thinking one thing!
This mark didn't hide or lowers her beauty.... her eyes, her nosepin, her hair, her lips....every single feature of her was indescribable by words. That mark wasn't anything on the base of which I'll reject her....
My thoughts came to ha halt when she spoke with a low tone,
"This isn't a scar or something....its my birth mark.
And you know what! I don't blame Allah for it. Because I know HE is always with me......"
She was playing with her fingers and was sitting near my leg, facing the wall. My eyes were just fixed on her.
Others have rejected her for her mark and I had always accused her of being a gold digger and don't know what else......
"....pata ha! Baba kehty thay k dunya mai koi na koi toh ho ga na jis ko tumhara dil nazar ye ga....jo tumhay tumhare chehre se nahi balke tumhare wujood se piyar kare ga....
Tab mai bohat khush hui thi k han....koi ho ga aisa....
Par pata ha.... ye.... ye dunya siraf zahri khubsoorti dekhti hi.
Sab larko ko jab mane apna ye mark dikhaya toh obviously..... rejection toh ana hi tha.
Un ki bhi galati nahi hai! Kon chahy ga aisi daagdar biwi! "
Her expressions...her words....her eyes...her frowning....every single thing was just making me fall for her....
Her reality didn't shocked me but her hurted heart did!
I never imagined that girl like her would be so broken from inside....just like me....
"Ap bhi soch rahy hon gay k mai ye sab bakwas ap ko kiu bata rahi hun! Its not like I want some sympathy from you! My heart just wanted a reason of being REJECTED once again....That's all..."
She sniffed once more and then wiped her tears with the back of her hand....
She had told me her truth! And now I would tell her my reasons!
Then the choice would be hers to make....weather she wanna stay with such a arrogant ruthless man!
I stood up with difficulty and she again helped me!
Soha! Mujhe apni hi nazro mai aur mat ghirao please!
She also stood up and I faced the balcony and said....
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My heart was way too lighter than before. By pouring my heart out.... by crying.... it felt better.
But the reality remained ...DIVORCE!
He stood up and I helped him to do so. He faced balcony with same expressionless face.
"My father did a second marriage just because my mom wasn't fashionable and high class for him......."
His father.....second marriage...
I was shocked first. His voice was a little husky due to crying.
My eyes now were on his words....but his were somewhere in the infinity.
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"He threw us all out just because his so called second wife said so!"
He was in complete fury.
His eyes red
His left hand closed in a fist.
He was looking utterly dangerous right now.
"He slapped my mother in front of me..... "
for the first time in past 2 months, I had seen tears in his eyes that were endlessly flowing....
I placed a hand on his shoulder and he continued.
"He didn't care if his children were so small....his daughter was only a year old. He just..... he just ran after fame and money! He was too blind in his pride. Pride of money....pride of beauty....."
"After 5 years, the news of his being in hospital dying of cancer came.
Mom asked me to go with her.... you know what... I went there.... but I didn't had the courage to go inside his room...where he was in lying in the middle of life and death....
I just couldn't!
Seeing his face , I only remember those days I had spent without him...
Only those harsh memories came back of being homeless, being unable to do anything....
only those hot days came to my mind when my mother went to do job just for the sake of her children....
Only that day of being thrown out by HIM came into my mind..."
"And you know what! He.... his wife left him running with her lover, taking his all money!"
He laughed and then choke back a cry.
He started coughing hard. I immediately took the glass of water and held it near his lips. He looked at me and after taking few sips. He was still staring at me.
"I was happy after his death but after few days.... it got a heavy burden.... burden that I couldn't take the revenge of my mother from that man! I .... I couldn't...
I then found that women and in a business deal I sue her in for money laundering!
I felt relxed.... but again it wasn't enough.... then I started to hate every women who is after money and fame."
he then took my hand in his. I looked up at his face and then our hands.
"I .....my biggest mistake was to consider you one of those also!...."
Tears were endlessly flowing from my eyes.
This was the reason.... the reason of his arrogance and anger....
I was out of words and so he was...
He was looking at my hand... as if searching for the words...
Then he spoke,
"I don't judge you by your mark.... you are way too beautiful that this world's fake beauty! All those man weren't capable of your beauty.... and not even I am...."
He left my hand and turned around showing me his back.
"Today when haarib told me that I am just like my father.... I just....I just couldn't believe my own actions..... I really was proving that I was just like him.
But I am not! I .... brought these papers.... just.... I... I am not worth of you soha! I am not one for you... thats why its your choice weather you want to be free or you want to be with this beast....wase bhi... who would wanted to be with such a mad person....."
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"....its your choice weather you want to be free or you want to be with this beast.....wase bhi... who would wanted to be with such a mad person....."
I wasn't able to complete my sentence when I was being turned around and something hit my face so hard.
What the...
She again slapped ME...
"Ap ko kis ne huq dia! Kis ne huh! K jab chahy ap yu mujhe chor sakty han!
Aur kiu nhi rehna ap k sath? Khaa jaye gay ap mujhe? "
She unknowingly hit my chest and I groaned in pain.
"Ayee! Kia tum insan ho ya pehalwan!
Itna zor se marti hun!" I said while rubbing my cheek.
"Dard hua na! Bohat acha hua! Because Mujhe bhi hua tha....ye.... ye papers de...dekh k... kia zzaa...zarorat thi...it...itna drama karne ki.....mai yehh...yeh papers..."
She was confused right now....happiness,tears....everything was a blend of emotions right now for both of us I guess....
she bent down and picked the papers and torned them into pieces.
I smiled at her cuteness.
"Ap.... ap hans kiu rahy han! Ainda aisa mazaq kia na toh... "
tears were flowing and I just couldn't resist anymore! I pulled her my her arm and hugged her. You can say it a bone crushing hug! She also hugged me back. We were fixed into hug of each other just like the pieces of puzzle.
Perfectly fixed!
Well! I wanted to do something else to seal her lips but! Ek aur thapar khane ki himmat nahi hai abhi.
I smiled.
Thanks Allah! For bringing this fighter in my life. Now I won't let her lose ever!
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"My darling! I told you to give me the money by this week!... and you are ignoring me.... apne purane ashiq k sath aisa toh na karo na...."
he smiled on call and she cried on the other side.
"Listen! I have already given you millions! Why don't you let me live in peace!" She said.
I smirked, "peace? Baby! You went away with my peace so how am I able to let you live in peace huh! Wase...kaisy han tumhary HUSBAND jee!"
"Shut the hell up okay! And I don't have more money my account is also empty. I can't give you anymore so stop calling me!" And she cut the call.
"Array! Bachi ne call hi cut kar di....
Wah re wah! Manna pare ga himmat ko! Ab kia keh sakty han! She is the tigeress!
Ek baar mera war khali chala gaya! Har baar nahi jaye ga meri sherni! Just wait and watch how I'll bring my prey in my palms and then.... " he laughed and then started singing
Maye ni maye...mere geeta day naina wich birhon di rirak paweee....
Maye ni maayeeee....
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