Friday, October 16, 2009

. . . . Continued

They both were sitting in a balcony of the new block that was recently
built in the university. It was winter. Although sunlight was falling
over them, they still were feeling cold.
"i always ask you the same thing. So you have to tell me today. I am
your friend. I don't like it when you're sitting always sad while lost
in thoughts. Its my promise i'll never disclose it to anyone. Trust me
saira"
"i've no objection on sharing with you or even anyone but the truth is
that i feel being silent and less talkative makes your life better and
when we start sharing our feelings, it proves to be worst. So i'm so
scared now. I'm trying to change myself. And i believe Allah exerts
that much pressure on you that you can bear. So i need to be sure that
i really am that much strong girl that these things are normal for me"
"you're just talking rubbish. And if you really consider me a friend,
tell me everything now!"
"you're insisting me so much. So i'm going to tell you the biggest
issue related to my life and the fact is that you need to be very
patient for to listen that"
"will you please start?? I'm all ears being a very patient girl."

saira remained silent for a while and then after after taking a deep
breath, she explained:
"although i'm a very reserved person but i was so much interested in
the new friend finder service of telenor and one day, i registered my
name there. I had little converstations with many people but to be
true, i felt no attraction in it. It was nothing special for me. The
days kept passing and one day, i talked to a boy. Whose name was
veeru. My memory isn't that sharp so i don't remember the exact date.
What i can remind is that it was the month of ramadan. And my birthday
month i.e. September. More than half of it was passed because i
remember that 16 (my birthday) was passed and i told him that
yesterday or the day before yesterday was my birthday and he wished
me. Secondly, i'm not exactly sure who initiated that talk. But still
i guess he was the first one to start it." her eyes were stuck at one
point. And she kept telling her secret.
"well, the days had been passing happily and we became good friends. I
remember that i promised myself from the very first day to be truely
sincere friend with him. I told him no lies. Depicted me what i was.
Discussed each and every aspect of my life with him. Both the most
beautiful and the darkest ones too." she took a deep breath once
again. And this time she looked depressed. Nida kept listening
silently as if she was deeply concerned to know that story. She said
nothing yet as if she didn't want to interrupt her.
"day by day, i got involved in him. There were many reasons of
attraction. First of all, i wanted to have a best friend with whom i
can share everything. May be because i had no other friend or
boyfriend and he was the only one in my life, so i was most involved
in him. Secondly, he was interesting. I don't know how he grabbed my
attention. He was knowledgeable. The best thing was that he shared
knowledge all the time. It was a big revolution but its true that i
started writing his text messages in a diary. I loved to do so. It was
the most important part of my life then."
As she was telling all the details, her face turned more and more
serious. Later, she herself admitted it.
"i know thinking about your past makes you sad. Its very true that the
happiness spent in past sometimes seems sorrowful when you miss it. I
am sorry. I don't think i should continue. Let us leave it here
please." saying this, she got up and stood on a nearby stair as if she
really doesn't want to recall all those details.
"But promise me you'll be telling me more. I want to know that"
requested nida while holding "saira's hand from her back.
Ok. I will" saying this, saira moved further as if she's trying to
hide her face.

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