Author: writerbyheart01
Published: 08/10/24
In a world where society claims to forgive, the reality often paints a different picture. We are told to rise like a phoenix from the ashes of our past, to embrace each bad chapter as a lesson. Yet, how often are people truly allowed to leave their past behind? Mistakes cling like roots to a treeāan inseparable part of who we are, shaping how we are judged and remembered. This thought-provoking book delves into the harsh truth: can anyone truly escape their past, or will society always hold it against them? Through powerful storytelling, it explores the journey of self-redemption and the constant battle for acceptance. Will the characters rise above the judgment, or will their past define them forever?
THIRD PERSON'S POV :
shifa was sleeping in her room and watching a dream. When Maryam open the door which was unlocked unusually...
"Wake up, shifa" shaking her shoulder Maryam wake her up and she opened her eyes with difficulty.
"Hmm mummy" she uttered with sleepy voice and rubbed her eyes and Maryam sat beside her on her bed, Maryam also sat down on bed still in sleeping state.
"What happened mummy?" she asked and Maryam kissed her cheek then forehead.
"My baby become 18 years old, happy birthday" Maryam said and Shifa looked at the clock, which was showing sharp 12.
"You remember it?" Shifa asked happily and Maryam nodded with tear filled eyes.
Onle she knew was that tear of pleasure or sorrow
"How can I forget this day when I hold my little daughter in my arms." Maryam said after caressing shifa's head and she hugged her mother, Maryam also hugged her back but Shifa didn't break the hug for few minutes and Maryam looked at her.
"What happened? Aaj mumma pr itna pyar kyu aa rha hai?" Maryam asked happily while pulling shifa's cheek.
(Why are you showing your lot of love today?)
"I'm sorry mumma, I always give you problem" Breaking the hug she said and Maryam was shocked
"No babu... When did you give me problem? You are my achha bachcha (good girl) since childhood" Maryam said and Shifa smiled
"I still remember you were like a doll when I saw you first time. Your eyes were light brown and your lips were so red as if someone applied lipstick on that" Maryam said and Shifa smiled
"Shifa aapiiiii" Bilal came to Shifa's room and ''Come fast" He said while gesturing to follow.
Maryam held shifa's hand and lead towards the kitchen
"Happy birthday to you"
"Happy birthday to you''
" Happy birthday dear shifaaa happy birthday to you"
Hamdan and Bilal were standing in kitchen with a small cake which Maryam baked for the first time in her life.
"Thank you" Shifa said happily and cut the small cake.
"How it is?" Maryam asked and Shifa narrowed her eyes then
"Its good, but why its not looking like a cake?" Shifa asked and to Maryam and she smiled sheepishly
"I'm sorry, but your mumma don't know baking" Maryam said and her three kids smile
"Happy birthday" Hamdan said and passed a box to Shifa.
"Bhai bring This gift with his first salary" Maryam said about Hamdan and Shifa open the box.
"Bhaiiiiiii..... Mobile.." She jumped with joy and Hamdan nodded
"You are the best bhai in this world" Shifa said happily and Hamdan pinched her nose
"You are worst sister in this world" Bilal said and Shifa made her brows furrowed
"Why?"
"You didn't gave me anything in on my birthday" Bilal complaint and Maryam smacked her forehead.
"Bilal become big, now stop behaving like a mature boy" Maryam said and Hamdan nodded
"Thanks bhai" Hamdan smiled and nodded
"Take this" Bilal passed a small packet while rolling his eyes as if he was giving the biggest favour of world. Shifa open the packet and that was a red colored dreesed.
"Wow... Red colour is my favourite" Shifa said while jumping happily.
"Thanks billu" she said happily and Maryam smiled.
"And what my baby wants from me? I didn't buy anything for you" Maryam said and Shifa hugged her mother
"What ever you did for me its enough, I don't need anything" Shifa braked the hug and Maryam smiled but she was quite amazed to hear that words front Shifa.
"Now go three of you and sleep" Maryam said and Shifa went to her room happily looking at her new mobile.
"Mummy why papa never celebrate aapi's birthday like unlike ours?" Bilal asked and Maryam was silent.
"Come my hero, its too late to sleep. And if you pull my blanket off then I'll kick you down from bed" Hamdan said to Bilal and Maryam smiled.
"If you kick me down from bed then I'll throw water in you and your dear blanket" Bilal said and both entered the room. They both still shared same room.
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SHIFA'S POV:
"Affi Hamdan bhai gifted me mobile" I said very happily and she jumped happily as if not me but she got the mobile.
"Wow yaar new mobile... It will be fun.. Now you'll talk on your personal phone, no need to take aunty's mobile." Affo said and I nodded happily.
We were talking standing on the door of my class, there were around ten minutes to start the first class.
" Good morning birthday girl" Yaseen entered in the class room and said looking at me.
"Yaseen you know it's shifa's birthday?" Afifa asked and he smiled.
"Ofcourse, we are studying in the same class since twelve years I can at least remember a small date" yaseen said with a smile and affi raised her eyebrow
"So kind of you yaseen, such a lovely, kindhearted man you are, do you remembered my birthday, we are also in same class" Afifa said while narrowing her eyes on him and he chuckled
"Are you serious Afifa!! Man!! am I looking like a man?? I am just a boy yaar. Got it aunty" Yaseen said with surprised expressions and said the very last part in mocking way, and Affi didn't like the note of sarcasm in his voice.
"Mr. Yaseen khan you I'm not your aunty" Afifa glared him and he glared him back.
"okay, I'll never call you Aunty. Fine Aunty" Yaseen again did the same thing and Afifa huffed but I bust into guffaw when Yaseen stressed on Aunty
"Happy birthday, keep smiling like this" Yaseen said and steeped in the class and I just nodded still laughing on Afifa
"Oye Shifa yeh kya chakkar hai yaar?" Afifa asked and I was confused
(Hey Shifa what's the matter dude?)
"What matter? There isn't any matter Aunty" I said in mocking way and she slapped my head.
"I'm not Aunty!! Understand Dadi amma" She said and I shook my head, I was very happy at that time.
"Shifa I'm serious yaar" Afifa said suddenly and I nodded after stopping to laughing.
"What serious?"
"Shifa, I have a strong doubt on Yaseen's intention" affi said and I was shocked, I hate when she talk in unclear way.
"What doubt? Say clearly" I asked while rolling my eyes
"Yaseen likes you, I have a strong doubt" She said and my heart skipped a beat.
"Affo are you mad? He is just a friend.. Even he is not my friend but a classmate who helps me sometimes and I also help him sometimes" I cleared and she shook her head
"I noticed many times his behaviour is different from others towards you." Afifa said and I felt my breath hitched
"But Affo I never said anything to him which can develop something like that in his heart, I never talk to him freely" I said and I was feeling tensed
"No words are needed to develop these type of feelings in someone's heart" Afifa replied and I felt sweat on my palms.
"Affi don't make me scared" I pleaded and she smacked her forehead.
"Whats wrong in this? If he like you then let him do" hitting my left shoulder with her shoulder she said and I glared her.
"Affo" I show her my palm and soon she taste a crispy slap from my hand
"Shifa Problem kya hai teri? Are you allergic to boys?"
(what's your problem)
"I'm not allergic to boys but I am not interested to make them lovers" I state the truth and she jerked her head.
"Shifa you are making a world record. Record to refuse handsome boys" Afifa said and I was silent.
"Go to your class, 1st period is going to start in a few minutes." I said to Affo and she moved towards her class.
That was my promise to myself that I'll never glance at any boy, I was also a teenager, I also wanted to be involved all those activities in which all others girls enjoy to involve. They all go to each others home, they go everywhere with friends, they talk about their crushes and their favourite handsome actors...
But I was bound by my own promise, when ever my heart jumped towards the dazzles of world I stopped it.
In short I killed myself and my heart on each and every step of my teenage...
But sometimes we have to do some very difficult deeds in our lives just prove ourselves...
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Tringgggggggg.....
We heard the sound that means the school was over.....
I took steps towards the exit of school, I was going to took step in the bus when
"shifaaaaaa'' I turned to saw my Affo, she was coming towards me while running
"Shifa are.. Are you going t-to picnic?" Afifa asked in huffing way and I shook my head in reply without wasting a single second.
"Again?!!" she huffed and glared me.
"Why budhi aatma?" Afifa asked and I stay quiet..
(old aged soul)
"I don't want to go, school Arranged the picnic every year, its not a new thing, they always take us to the same amusement park" I said as if I didn't want to go on picnic but from inside I was dying for the same.
"Shifaaaaa.... This is the last year of our school life, you will miss this time" Afifa said and I smiled but a sad one.
"I don't want to go, now don't eat my brain" I said and stepped in the bus.
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"Hamdan bhai.." I went to his room with down face and sat beside him.
"What happened shifa why are you sad?" nothing Bhai mouthed and made myself stand to go out of room
"Sir" He grabbed my wrist and said in slow voice.
"Are you crying" He asked and I shook my head after bowing my head down
"Look here" He said, I obeyed but my eyes dropped off the tears which I was holding in my eyes.
"Shaffo.. What's wrong tell me"
"Bhai, our school is going for picnic" I said while crying and he wiped my tears.
Bilal was sitting on bed playing his favourite game God of war suddenly looked at me and "Aapi do you want to go?" He asked and I nodded in agreement
"Shifa don't cry, I'll talk to papa he will send you, and you take this in advance" Bhai said and drew out money from his wallet then passed to me but I refuse to took.
"Don't talk to papa, I don't want to go." I said half-heartedly and Bilal came to me after pausing his game.
"Aapi, I'll request to papa he will send you, and I'm also going na.. I'll take your care" Bilal said and I shook my head.
"It's okay I don't want to go" saying that I made myself stand and ran to my room. I dying to enjoy the picnic but I remembered the drama of last to last year, I knew that papa would never be agree for sending me to picnic so there will not be any benefits for that.
"Mumma please talk to papa that he send me for picnic, mummy everyone is going from my class except me" I requested and mummy think about some time then kissed my forehead
"I'll talk to him"
"And if papa won't be agree then?" I asked and mummy smiled.
"He will be agree, I will talk to him after dinner." Mummy said and I hugged her happily.
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I was waiting for the pleasent news that papa got agreed to send me to picnic when I listend
"Maryam I said no means no.." I stepped towards their room because papa's voice was very loud.
"Please, just for a single time. I'll never ask for this again. If she ask for picnic again then I'll refuse by myself, but just for this time. I'm talking her guarantee" Mummy said in pleading way and I heard a loud chuckle
"You are taking her guarantee!! What a joke" Papa loudly laughed and I was confused.
"Suniye, bachchi hai, kabhi koi demand nahi karti, Pehli baar kuch mang rahi hai, jane dijiye na" Mummy again requested
(please try to understand, she is a kid, she never demands for anything, if she wants to go to picnic let her go, plead.)
"Maryam you and that Shifa have made made my life like hell" Papa shouted on mummy and I was just listing silently.
"She is a small child, don't do this with her" Mummy pleaded and I listened a banging sound as If one's head was hitted to the wall with full force.
"Kya kar rahe hain aap? Rukiye... Please.. Nhi please" I listened Mummy's crying voice and I suddenly entered in the room.
(what are you doing? No please... no.... Please stop it)
"Main mar jata hu, tum dono Phir jo karna chaho karte rehna, koi nhi rokega" shouting that papa again hitted his head on the wall...
(I die, you two keep on doing whatever you want to do, no one will stop you)
''Please don't..." Mummy yelled and held papa's hand.
"No.. Please no don't hurt yourself" Mummy again yelled and papa jerked her hand..
"Papaaaa...." this time I stopped him.
"I'm Sorry... Please.. I'm sorry.. I.. I'll never do demand for going anywhere.... I.. Promise" I held his both Hands while crying with hiccups.
"Get lost from here, Manhus(Jinx)" He jerked my hands and I cried more.
"P-Papa I-I'll never ask again for go-going anywhere. I... I'm sorry"
"Tum dono jab tak ghar main hangama nahi karwa deti jab tak sukun se nahi bethti" Papa shouted and left the room, after glaring mummy and me. Mummy came closer and embarrassed me but I hadn't need anyone to wipe my tears so I preferred to went to my room.
(Both of you aren't feel relaxed untill make a ruckus at home )
That much drama just for a single picnic...
Afifa use to said that I should show some stubbornness in my home to make my demands fulfilled but I never shared with her that my small demands could create such type of scenes in my home....
How lucky some people are...
"Shifaaaa" I listened mummy's call and suddenly wiped my tears..
"Yeah mummy?" I asked and mummy entered in my room.
"Shifa beta get rea.." Mumma stopped in between and suddenly "Shifa are you crying?" Mumma asked and I mask a smile.
"Noo.. Mummy why would I cry?
"that's good and get ready soon, I'm going for shopping with my Birthday girl" Mummy said happily and I was silent because I didn't want to go but I changed myself into some nice clothes and I was ready to go
"let's go mummy" I said happily an artificial happiness
And We were out of the home in few time. , mummy was standing on the side of the road, talking to an autodriver to go to market and I was standing near her silently.
"Oohhhhh... Noooo..." I listened a voice but I was saved by God's grace.
A bike slipped in my front, its front wheel touched my foot but the rider suddenly lifted his bike and disappeared from there in a single moment, without glancing at me..
"Faraz" unwillingly my tongue twisted to utter his name.
He was Faraz I suddenly turned to saw him but her was already gone
"Shifa beta are you alright? such a carefree person he was" mumma was concerned about about me but I was shocked.
'No how he can be Faraz? He lives in mumbai' I said to myself and shook my head..
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