My Twisted Mafia

hearts and minds..

I do not know how the night went Soo fast..

but the next thing I know is that I am waking up and with a terrible back ache maybe because of the position I slept in

After crying a lot yesterday night, I finally dozed off on the floor
I do not know what hurted me more, was it Ahmed's rejection to leave the mafia or his confession that I'm just a responsibility he's taking..I sigh in frustration

' forget him.. he's never meant for you anyways'

I smile at my subconscious trying to give me hope..

"Hmph... nothing is ever meant for me is it..?" I say loudly

I get up and to my surprise it's nine..

"God...how did I sleep so much.."

my mind drifted off to Naseer..he must have waited for his breakfast

I quickly run to freshen up
After five minutes, I was done..
I got out and to my surprise the house was how I left it yesterday
  with the exception of the dishes..I think Ilham dropped by to take care of them

Naseer should be to his work by now..I cringed to the thought of his work.
I didn't even feel hungry I just wanted to sit somewhere and get rid of this pain that refuses to go
I went in my room and started going over some few things that have been here for years I didn't know what I was looking for but at least it was something to do

But I came to a sudden halt wen I saw an old picture..
even the color was almost fading
I brought it closer to my face..
that I sneazed twice, I rubbed it and took a closer look again.
There were few of these but I would know very fast who it was

I left the room and walked to the living room and sat on the sofa looking at the clock it was already eleven am..

hmm guess I've been in my room for long..

before yesterday evening it must have been the best day of my life..best of my days infact and now I sat on the couch with the only picture of my mom..

I looked back to the picture.. there stood a replica of myself..only that this was happier..she was wearing a Punjabi dress nothing fancy but she looked content with the little she had. She was only smiling but the happiness reached her big doe eyes..she had very long and black hair..that was a bit swept by the wind.

My ached for her..I almost felt jealous of the happiness she had. No matter how many layers of happiness that Ahmed had planted in me day to day there was still a part missing

"Thinking..?"

The voice that made me involuntary throw the picture in one second and stand in the other..

"N..no.. I .. ..I " I couldn't even form a sentence

He took calm steps towards me and I stood as if frozen on my spot

What the hell is he even doing at home today...???...

then looked at me ..I wanted the earth to Break and swallow me
I took a sigh of relief when he sat down calmly and folded his legs..

"I'm sorry.." I said quietly

Why the hell am I even apologizing for..?

' you are crazy '

my subconscious snapped
He turned to me and raised his brow

"Huh..?"I said almost panicking

what the hell Isqaar..?

He chuckled shaking his head

What??.... He laughed.... You all saw that right...!?

" Sit Isqaar.."  he said calmly

I stared at him as if he got two heads.. seeing that he was busy with the picture..I decided to remain standing

He rose his head once more

" I told you to sit"
I quickly sat..and started playing with my fingers..

"Did you enjoy yesterday..?"

His question took me aback..I looked up to him..he was still examining the picture
I nodded

"Your words Isqaar.."

"I did brother.." I said

He looked pleased with my answer..
My heart swelled..and my eyes welled up this must be the longest conversation I ever had with him..he even asked if I enjoyed..

"Do you want to know about Mom?"he asked looking from the picture

And I... remained stunned. I felt something warm slide my cheeks and drop to my hands that's when I noticed that I was crying

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