25-06-2022, 09:05 PM
Next Morning I settled for breakfast at the hall
Mom –You look tensed do you have exams so early
ES- No mom it is just we have lot of home work and presentation
Mom- Don’t worry you always do well.
After I had my breakfast I said bye and left as it was late
When I reached Pooja room she was waiting for me she took a dress from her drawer and gave it to me. I asked her separate room for changed she laughed both of are not lesbians you can remove in front of me. When I was only in red inners I looked at myself and asked do I look good .Pooja said you are so sexy I feel Yusuf will be able to forget her Ex gf .I felt proud of my body all this days I tried to cover my modesty now I felt this body just does not belong to me it also belong to someone I love. When I wore the Jeans and T shirt it was hugging my body so tight it seems I wore just to show off my curves. I can see my boobs so prominently as if im inviting someone and Pooja don’t just look your front look your back asset when I turned back and saw in mirror I don’t know how many guys stare my butt without my knowledge.
When I expressed my concern to Pooja she told think you are just wearing for Yusuf How Ever he may be heartbroken due to his ex gf still men will be men and I believe he will notice you today.
When both of reached college my eyes were looking for Yusuf but many eyes looking for me. I was naturally stressed. On top of that Pooja left with Rajeev to canteen. I thought all my efforts were gone in vain.
Only then I went to classes I was moving to classes I noticed Yusuf when I saw him I just said hi but he too said hi and moved on. I felt I being ignored and just couldn’t concentrate much. And later after classes went with Pooja and then to home .She just said you need to have patience. When I reached home mom was worried to see my face. I could not tell what was going on my mind but said due to travelling im tired.
POV-Fatima( Anwar Daugther)
I being Fatima the daughter of Anwar (Aged 44) .I stay with my husband in other part of the city today being Sunday came to dad house as mom is no more. I come to dad house to help with house chores once in a week or 15 days. Its almost 4 month’s mom expired and still the pain I could see in his eyes. I could see him sitting in his shop all the day and has to work in home. I didn’t had an problem or in fact liked my das to marry again but I could not muster the courage to raise the matter to dad.
When I came inside the dad was cutting the vegetable. Even though dad knew I was coming still he was preparing breakfast. I stopped him and after speaking with him about his well being I started working. In fact he doesn’t speak much after mom death I spoke much of the time. After serving him the breakfast I started cleaning the home and washing the cloths. Later I went to terrace to put it in dry.
When I went upstairs I saw a family as a new tenant. I Spoke a women who was around of dad age.
I spoke generally about their family daughter college and Job. Even though im not much in to religious but surprised they willingness to stay in a different community and felt sad about she being widow at the early age just like my dad. I felt sad for has she needs to run a home without being male in a home.
Fatima- You doesn’t look old enough to be mom of three children.
Mom- I take your compliment but I have a responsibility of three children with sadness.
Fatima –I felt sad about her responsibility but told you will overcome as you have government job.
Mom- She just gave a fainted smile and said no one understand the problem of being without spouse.
I felt bad for raising the topic and left as I don’t want to continue the topic.
When I came down after drying clothes I could see dad all sitting alone reading paper.
I remembered what Aunty said { no one understand the problem of being without spouse.
) Even though I knew it earlier but realized the gravity of the matter. It was just 4 months may be after some months I can raise the issue of marriage with dad. I tried to speak much with dad but I under stand I cant speak give him comfort level spouse or friends make and I come once in a week making him alone for most of the days.