Synthesis of Scattered Pieces ✔️

5.

"Daniyal aap pareshan hain?" Ammi asked worriedly as I was quiet since I came back from the radio station.

(Daniyal is something bothering you?)

"No Ammi. I'm fine" Without looking up, I replied and refilled my plate with hot rice.

"Daniyal look at your eyes, look at these dark circles, how careless you're for yourself." Baba came out with disappointment and I smiled.

A well pretended smile

"Ammi, Baba, I'm not a small boy. Stop worrying about me." I tried my best to hide what I was hiding from this world but my parents are more stubborn than me.

"Daniyal, beta kuch to bataiye" I smiled at my mother's question. I know how to handle her.

(Daniyal tell me)

"Food is delicious. You're the best cook of this world"

Ammi sigh as so baba, they both already knew if I decided to do something then none can change my mind, so they both exchange their looks and left that topic.

"Khatija" Baba call Ammi in a slow tone. Something serious is on the way.
Most of the time this tone of Baba blasts a bomb. They both were talking with their eyes and then Ammi nodded before looking at me.

"What happened?" I asked the simplest question.

"Aap ke liye ek ladki pasand kari hai humne, ek baar aap photo dekh lijiye... Agar achhi lage to..." Ammi left the sentence in between and I place down the spoonful of rice which was in the way to my mouth.

(We have chosen a girl for you, once see her pic, if you like...)

"Ammi is topic ko baar baar kyu nikalti hain Aap?"

(Ammi why do you bring this topic over and over?)

"Daniyal you're going to turn thirty in few days. We're worried about you" Baba removed his specs, he was worried for me.

"Aap ko koi ladki pasand ho to aap Bata dijiye... Hume koi aetraaz nahi hoga. Bas aap khush rahiye." Ammi asked me the same question which I wanted her to ask a few years back.

(Do you like any girl? If yes then we'll not mind. We just want you to be happy)

"You want to see me happy?" I questioned and Ammi nodded with curiosity to know what could she do. "Then cook something sweet for me... You know na, food is my love as well as happiness." I laughed in the end and scoot to my room leaving my parents in dilemma.

Locking the door behind me I drag the chair of the study table and refill my fountain pen before picking the letter pad.

Dear Adeena,
Do you know?
The words of confession that came out from your lips are still stirring my emotions. Those words trapped me in an imaginary world, from where, now I can't get out. In fact, I don't want to be free! Sometimes I wanna shout out about my loneliness, silence and my helplessness. Do you even know Adeena, my hopeless eyes go off-limits to find out your single glimpse but you're hidden somewhere, just like the moon hid himself under the blanket of dark clouds. I want you to be with me forever, even I want you to be with me when I'll be savouring the pain of the last breath of my life. That will be one-time pain and death but for now, I'm living this pain every day, my life without you seems empty.

I wish I could show you, my love, at the right time...
I wish we could have some more time together to make everything fine...
I wish I could reverse the time...
I wish I could fulfil these wishes...