Rishton Ki Dor

Episode 38

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Ali walked out of Hamza's room after making him sleep... He went straight to his room

Going in he was shocked to see his parents sitting on the bed...

"Mama Baba ap log is waqt yahan kya kar rahe hein? Ap soe nahi?" he questioned walking closer to them after closing the door

"Are nahi beta hum to soe hua ha yeh hamra bhoot betha hua ha apke kamra ma" Haseeb said sarcastically

Ali chuckled and sat between Aima and Haseeb...

Aima creased Ali's forehead where his cut was covered by dried blood...

"Mera bacha" she whispered kissing his hand... Ali smiled and pulled her in his embrace

"Idhar dekho Ali" Haseeb said as he took a cotton-dipped rubbing Alcohol out of his medical bag

Ali immediately moved back... Haseeb and Aima frowned

"Ap ne jo kar na ha kar lein par ma apko pehla hi bata dun ma kisi kisam ka shot nahi lun ga" Haseeb and Aima rolled their eyes

"27 ka ho gai ho tum Ali grow up... Kab tak shots se darte raho ga" Haseeb chided

"Me nahi darta bs mujhay acha nahi lagte" Ali replied quietly as his cheeks turned red

"As you say... Par dont worry ma koi shot nahi de raha sirf bandage kar raha hun Bache come here" Ali nodded and sat back at his place allowing Haseeb to do his work

Very soon Haseeb was done so he moved out of the room not before kissing Ali's bandaged forehead

"Ali apko pata ha baat dil ma rakhne sa zyada taqleef hoti" Aima said making Ali frown

"mama ap kya keh rahi hein?" He tried to act confused...

"beta ap sab kuch boht ache sa karte ho but acting is not your cup of tea hmm," she said softly and he sighed sadly

"Me kya batao apko mama" Amia leaned back on the bed rest and Ali laid down keeping his head in her lap

"Jo apke dil ma ha woh bolo mere jaan" Ali looked at her with teary eyes

"mama mujhay boht dard ho raha ha," Ali said in a cracked voice while Aima was creasing her hair softly

"Kahan dard ho raha ha?" She asked worriedly

"yahan" Ali placed her hand on his heart as his eyes teared up

Aima's eyes misted for a second but she controlled herself

"mujhay apna ap aik failure lag raha ha mama I failed, I failed as a brother... Par mein na to apne best diya tha I tried very hard to be a good brother... To phir kyun hua aisa mama? Ap to kehti ha agar mehnat karo to uska phal zarur milta ha... Mein na to boht mehnat ki mama apni sari zindagi hamesha apne behn bhaiyon ka socha... To phir aj yeh sab kyu?" he sobbed hiding his face in her abdomen

"mere jaan, mera bacha... Dont feel like a failure beta you are the best big brother anyone could ever have... Yeh sab to bs aik test ha apka... You can not give up like this... When you grow older there will be many events when you will have to face things much worse than this tab kya karo ga... Abhi to me hun apke baba ha sab ha apke pas kal ko jab koi nahi ho ga to kya karo ge? This is just your practice mere jaan abhi to sirf apko problems sa deal karna sikhaya ja raha ha kal ko you will have to face much worse than this... You have to prepare yourself for the future... you have to learn how to deal with situations..." she explained in a soft soothing voice

There is nothing a mother's words and soft touch can't heal... And just like every other thing Ali's broken heart also healed listening to her

He can't just cry and feel bad for himself... he has to face the situation without feeling pity for himself he had to learn and that is what he will accomplish