The Recrimination...
"Love. What is it, how do we know if it is true love? Try questioning or accusing the love interest of a person, if their answers leave you stunned then that, people, is true love."
Monsoonal winds were on full swing, getting even more glorious on the coastal sides. Mumbai was no exception to it; the continuous rains were carrying different meaning for the huge range of people. For some it was peaceful, serene, relief from the current summer but for some, it was tormenting, just like the atmosphere of Abdullah household.
She stood there listening to those accusations calmly, which in first place, weren't even the truth. Even after the cheapest of accusation she didn't utter a word. She really makes me wonder what is she made up of. I mean, come on, no one has that much patience to bear those allegation again and again even after proving them wrong every single time. Sometime I really don't get why mom can not keep her ego aside for sometime and see what a blessing Aaliyah has been for this house. She has stood true the name of our home - Barkat. It was her who brought in the Barkat of the house, who changed me for good, who changed my brother, on whom dad could rely anytime for anything. She made sure to take the whole house together and build a home out of it. Never did she backtracked from what she was doing, she could have easily answered back to mom anytime she wanted in such a polite manner that even mom couldn't do anything about it, she could but she didn't. This girl holds so much respect for every member of the house that she won't ever say a word to them even when they mistreat her, like what they are doing now, what she is suffering now.
"Get out of this house. Never do you dare to cast your evil eye upon this house, my son, my husband and my family. You are not needed here; you just proved that you are Mir Khan's niece. He snatched my daughter away from me and here you want to snatch my husband and my son. I won't ever let you do that. Just get lost and never show your face to me again." I really can't believe that this is mom speaking. From where did get so much of revulsion within her, so much of hatred, but for what use, what need? What shocked me beyond wits was Aaliyah giving in to mom's demand! Does this girl even knows how to retaliate to elders or not? Why is she even doing it when she can very much have her stand and stay at home? Allah, do grant her some selfishness! Being selfless is just destroying her, its not doing her any good.
With the blink of an eye, I saw Aaliyah gone, with her head held high; proving everyone around her that she made no mistake and it was her choice not compulsion. Rehaan's voice snapped me out of my thoughts. "Mrs. Abdullah, I guess you are not even realizing what you are saying for if you did then you wouldn't have been doing that. Let us get the facts clear, there is no way that Mrs. Aaliyah is what you claim her to be. She is not indulged in any kind of extra marital affair with Zubair or anyone so why not we slack the topic and get to the real topic of why you did so? If I am not wrong then the reason behind it has to be your personal grudges, isn't it?" spoke Rehaan. Thankfully enough, someone had sense to diagnose the situation the way it is; you can't expect anything less from a lawyer, will you?
"Oh you stay shut, or is it that Aaliyah bought you as her lawyer or something else?" I really can't believe that it is my mom stooping that low, how could she! "Mrs. Abdullah, I guess it is of no use to talk to you. I shall take my leave." With that Rehaan left but not before patting Zain's back showing his sympathy. Really? Sympathy? I don't think Zain deserves so for if he did then he should have been the one to speak for Aaliyah and not Rehaan.
Within few minutes of Rehaan's departure, Zain went back to his room. Wow, is it how much he cared for Aaliyah, how much he trusted her! Dad will be so disappointed in him if he gets to know that he couldn't even protect Aaliyah when he wasn't here. Last time it was Aaliyah who stopped him from leaving with her but what was it now? I am not asking him to leave with her but at least he could have been her backbone when the whole drama was going on. This has to be among those rare times when I am disappointed in Zain, this being the most gravest of all. When did Zain turned like this, I remember him being drenched in Aaliyah's love until the tip of his hairs then what happened now? Did he not trust her and if it is so then no one but I shall be the one person to break his jaw and knock some sense in that thick brain of his which is working from past few months all thanks to Aaliyah.
I was pulled out of my soliloquy with Shazia's voice, "Mom you did a very great job in throwing that witch out of the house. Now we all may live in peace and be safe from her black magic." Looks like my wife thinks she is smart enough in trying to hide her real intentions, poor she, not, for I being into business do have minds enough to recognize that. These people disgust me and to say they are my family, let me go and die in puddle of water before. "Yeah Shazia! Now my family is safe, with me. I will now find someone more suitable for Zain who will look after his wrecked-self which Aaliyah..." I snapped up when I heard mom pause in between, I didn't knew someone other than dad possessed such a power to shut her in between. This better be something positive else I am seriously going to get myself hit somewhere and book a room in hospital, away from this witches castle.
Whoa! What the hell is Zain doing with his bags packed, don't tell me he is leaving house! I am so going to throw party for my employees in office if this is the case. "Zain what are you doing son, where are you going with these bags packed up?" asked mom with concern dripping from her voice. Really mom? Where was this concern when you threw Aaliyah out of house? "Well mom you see, this is my answer to your accusations. And please don't ask me explain you everything for I am sure you know it all, if not, I don't think Fahad bhai would mind doing the job for me, will you bhai?" Zain directed his question towards me and left the place.
All the 3 pairs of eyes, bored into mine were waiting for me to say something, anything to lift up their souls, hoping me to tell that he is just being foolish and he will come back soon. Do they really expect me to be nice to them? Sorry mom, but someone had to break that glass castle of yours and who better than your sons. "You should have expected that mom, underestimating their trust and love was the biggest mistake you made. It was like you were expecting dad to believe if someone or rather granny comes and accuse you of same thing and he throws you out. Neither dad would have done that nor Zain. You should have known that Zain follows dad's footsteps. And also mom, I am really disappointed in you. I know you play and plot all these games, its like a game to you, to play with lives of those who dare to slightly shift you from your place, but I had expected a better plot from you. To expect you to redeem is beyond me now. Let's just hope that a day doesn't come when even I have to leave this villa along with my kids."
That said I left to dad's room to tell him of all the events and make him yet again proud of Zain and probably me too, leaving behind two stunned and a moist pair of eyes.
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