Mahv-e-Hairat (Lost in Wonder)

Chapter 2.2

"They (your wives) are a clothing (covering) for you, and you too are a clothing (covering) for them"
(2:187).

Their is a moment in your life, in which you want to live forever, you want to come out of it to embrace it with open hands and feel the touch for as long as you are alive. But at the same time you want to come out of it and face the reality. Come out of your dream and live in reality, cause finally you started believing in reality more than living in imagination.

Aria didn't wanted to be seperated from her husband. But her one mistake caused it all. She was tired of his mother! Not him. She should have stood with him in his toughest time.

Cause at the end of the day, the only thing that remained in her mind was she forgave him for leaving her long ago, but will she ever be able to forgive herself?

Aria stood their as if her soul was snatched from her body, looking at the person standing in front of her with shock. Her face paled.

He stood their after three years, looking at her like she was the most beautiful thing in the whole world. He had changed, he was looking more manly now than he already was.

"Kon hai Ria?" She looked away at her brother's voice.

"Pata nahi. Koi ajnabee hai. Dekhe agar ap pehchante hoge to." Saying emotionlessly she sprinted towards her room making his heart beat at abnormal pace.

He felt like a knife was being stabbed im his heart again and again. She was their! In front of him! After three years, as his wife! But what an illfated man he was, that he couldn't even touch her, feel her.

"Nijaz?" Zamaan was shocked to see him here. But soon anger took over him. "Kyu aye ho yaha ab?" He barely controlled himself from grabbing his collars and punching the hell out of him, for hurting his little sister.

"Zamaan." Nijaz felt his throat dry as he tried to speak to raging bull. "Please ek baar meri baat sunlo. After that you can do whatever you want. Please just for once?" Zamaan looked away gritting his teeth as his sister's husband pleaded in front of him. Least he will know why he had done all this.

"Okay! You have fifteen minutes to explain." He let him in, contradict to what he wanted.

"Ria ne bataya wo kyu ayi thi yaha?" Nijaaz asked nervously.

"Ha! Wo jab wapis gayi thi to usse pata chala ki tum kahi chale gaye ho. Uncle ne kaha behtar hoga agar wo mere paas ruke, kyuki tumhara kuch ata pata nahi tha." Nijaz was shocked at the revealation! She came back to him!

"Ye baat nahi thi!" He whispered still in the state of shock.

"Kya matlab?" Zamaan asked genuinly confused.

"Aria mujhse...mujhse naraz ho kar ayi thi...jab tum use lene aye the! Galati meri thi. Mai us time college me tha...as you know hamari kis condition me shadi hui thi! Because I was dependant on my father financially, Amma use to torture her." He whispered the last part looking down, ashamed. "I won't lie to you. She use to make her work whole day. Mere last semester ke exams hone wale the us time, isliye mai dhyan nahi de saka. The day she called you, she fainted due to exhaustion." Nijaz rubbed his face tiredly.

"Maine usse rokne ki bohot koshish ki, lekin she had, had enough. Wo bhi sahi thi. Mai uske kaabil hi nahi tha. I was ashamed to face her and call her back, and too angry at my mother to make my life this! Thats why I left, mai us ghar me reh hi nahi sakta tha."

It was too much for Zamaan to digest. His sister had been through so much, and he didn't even knew! She was suffering alone all this time.

"It was all my fault." Nijaz whispered as he leaned back on the headrest of sofa closing his eyes.