“Do you believe in God”? I asked in anticipation.
“No” He replied in a firm voice.
“Why not? He is the supreme power”
“What is the point of believing in SUPREME POWER if he is not there when you need him the most?”
“What do you mean?"
And then he began…
The sun rose into clear blue sky over the city, promising a pleasant day. Nothing in the dawn indicated that this day would be different. But the day was different, very different. The day shattered my world.
The morning was warm and beautiful, sunlight from cloudless sky made a pleasant contrast in my garden as I gazed through wide-flung door of my room.
Clad in a shirt and lower, I made my way to the living room and sprawled like a brat on the sofa because I had spent a sleepless night doing office work. My wife Mariyam arrived with coffee and sat beside me. She looked different, she looked serene. I could notice an unusual charm on her face. Her cheeks were blushing red and eyes shone like a star.
“I want to tell you something” she said holding my hand.
What is it sweetie? Is everything alright? I asked in a tensed voice.
“You are going to be a father soon” she said winking her left eye.
“What! Are you serious? I exclaimed with joy.
“Yes” She nodded
I lifted her in my arms and kissed her all over the cheeks and then we patiently looked at each other. I don’t know but we shared a connection at that particular moment. The situation in itself was delightful.
I took her for dinner to Taj Hotel. The place was her favorite as they served the delicious roasted chicken. As we reached the destination, I opened the car gate for her. She wore a black gold embroidered dress and beautiful hangings in her ears, which completed her look.
We made our way to the lobby and then finally reached the dining table. I booked the same table where we went on for our first date. She was impressed with the idea. I kept gazing at her beauty, she looked alluring.
“Soon we will be a complete family” I said with a broad smile.
“Yes! How would I handle two children then?”
“Wow! Are we expecting twins?” I teased her
“No..stupid.. you and the baby. You are no less than a baby” she said biting her lips.
And then we both laughed.
I offered her a dance. She gracefully slid her hand as an acceptance. We romantically danced to the tunes of soft music. The moment was beautiful. I couldn’t ask for more. I grabbed her from behind. Then, I swiftly moved my hand around her stomach which was now home to my baby. I could sense the presence of my baby. It was a bliss moment.
A hefty sound startled me- and then another. I moved out to see what was happening. I remember vividly- the four masked men, dressed in western clothes holding heavy guns had entered the hotel. They were firing randomly in the Lobby-“ Men, Women and Children.”
I hurried inside to Mariyam. The hotel staff came and escorted all the people to a nearby room. Every single face in the room had a mixed expression of horror and hope.
“They will kill us. I don’t want to die, Farhan” Mariyam sobbed with fear.
“We’ll be all right” I assured holding her tightly.
She nodded. We were sitting numb, frightened and irrational. Mariyam was continuously reciting Dua. I could see her lips murmuring something.
Suddenly, we heard a baby crying. Her voice echoed across the walls of the lobby. From the intensity of the cry, we can easily make out she was somewhere near to the room where we were hidden. Her innocent cry startled mariyam.
“She will die. We have to save her” Mariyam said with the tensed voice.
“No! They will kill us if we go out of this room. We can’t do anything.” I replied.
“Would you have said the same if she was our baby” She asked in anticipation.
“No! But…”
“I am going to save her” She hurried outside the room.
“Mariyam! Wait…” I yelled and followed her.
And sudden sound of a bullet was heard and the baby was no longer crying. They did not even spare the innocent baby.
And another bullet came straight and hit my wife right in her stomach, killing my unborn child. Mariyam fell on me restless and whispered her last words “I love you”.
I held her spiritless body in my hand. The blood continuously coming out of her body turned my white shirt into red.
I howled with pain and tapped her cheeks “Mariyam! Mariyam! You cannot do this to me. You are alive. Please get up” I cried my heart out. But she did not respond. She lay silently over my lap, numb and dead.
Another bullet came and hit me on my right hand. I did not move or tried to escape myself from the dreadful situation but instead closed my eyes in tranquility with the hope that I am going to die with my wife.
But guess what! I am still alive, sitting and narrating you my grief stricken story.
“Do you want any other reason for me not believing in him” He asked with his red anguished eyes.
Tears rolled down from my eyes. I remained silent and walked away ……..
Written By Prerika.
“No” He replied in a firm voice.
“Why not? He is the supreme power”
“What is the point of believing in SUPREME POWER if he is not there when you need him the most?”
“What do you mean?"
And then he began…
The sun rose into clear blue sky over the city, promising a pleasant day. Nothing in the dawn indicated that this day would be different. But the day was different, very different. The day shattered my world.
At 9.00 A.M.
The morning was warm and beautiful, sunlight from cloudless sky made a pleasant contrast in my garden as I gazed through wide-flung door of my room.
Clad in a shirt and lower, I made my way to the living room and sprawled like a brat on the sofa because I had spent a sleepless night doing office work. My wife Mariyam arrived with coffee and sat beside me. She looked different, she looked serene. I could notice an unusual charm on her face. Her cheeks were blushing red and eyes shone like a star.
“I want to tell you something” she said holding my hand.
What is it sweetie? Is everything alright? I asked in a tensed voice.
“You are going to be a father soon” she said winking her left eye.
“What! Are you serious? I exclaimed with joy.
“Yes” She nodded
I lifted her in my arms and kissed her all over the cheeks and then we patiently looked at each other. I don’t know but we shared a connection at that particular moment. The situation in itself was delightful.
At 8.00 P.M
I took her for dinner to Taj Hotel. The place was her favorite as they served the delicious roasted chicken. As we reached the destination, I opened the car gate for her. She wore a black gold embroidered dress and beautiful hangings in her ears, which completed her look.
We made our way to the lobby and then finally reached the dining table. I booked the same table where we went on for our first date. She was impressed with the idea. I kept gazing at her beauty, she looked alluring.
“Soon we will be a complete family” I said with a broad smile.
“Yes! How would I handle two children then?”
“Wow! Are we expecting twins?” I teased her
“No..stupid.. you and the baby. You are no less than a baby” she said biting her lips.
And then we both laughed.
I offered her a dance. She gracefully slid her hand as an acceptance. We romantically danced to the tunes of soft music. The moment was beautiful. I couldn’t ask for more. I grabbed her from behind. Then, I swiftly moved my hand around her stomach which was now home to my baby. I could sense the presence of my baby. It was a bliss moment.
A hefty sound startled me- and then another. I moved out to see what was happening. I remember vividly- the four masked men, dressed in western clothes holding heavy guns had entered the hotel. They were firing randomly in the Lobby-“ Men, Women and Children.”
I hurried inside to Mariyam. The hotel staff came and escorted all the people to a nearby room. Every single face in the room had a mixed expression of horror and hope.
“They will kill us. I don’t want to die, Farhan” Mariyam sobbed with fear.
“We’ll be all right” I assured holding her tightly.
She nodded. We were sitting numb, frightened and irrational. Mariyam was continuously reciting Dua. I could see her lips murmuring something.
Suddenly, we heard a baby crying. Her voice echoed across the walls of the lobby. From the intensity of the cry, we can easily make out she was somewhere near to the room where we were hidden. Her innocent cry startled mariyam.
“She will die. We have to save her” Mariyam said with the tensed voice.
“No! They will kill us if we go out of this room. We can’t do anything.” I replied.
“Would you have said the same if she was our baby” She asked in anticipation.
“No! But…”
“I am going to save her” She hurried outside the room.
“Mariyam! Wait…” I yelled and followed her.
And sudden sound of a bullet was heard and the baby was no longer crying. They did not even spare the innocent baby.
And another bullet came straight and hit my wife right in her stomach, killing my unborn child. Mariyam fell on me restless and whispered her last words “I love you”.
I held her spiritless body in my hand. The blood continuously coming out of her body turned my white shirt into red.
I howled with pain and tapped her cheeks “Mariyam! Mariyam! You cannot do this to me. You are alive. Please get up” I cried my heart out. But she did not respond. She lay silently over my lap, numb and dead.
Another bullet came and hit me on my right hand. I did not move or tried to escape myself from the dreadful situation but instead closed my eyes in tranquility with the hope that I am going to die with my wife.
But guess what! I am still alive, sitting and narrating you my grief stricken story.
“Do you want any other reason for me not believing in him” He asked with his red anguished eyes.
Tears rolled down from my eyes. I remained silent and walked away ……..
Written By Prerika.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
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