Journey of love

fort-point-archesShe was walking through the arches and in front of her was only darkness. She kept on walking even though she didn’t want to face the unknown. Not on her own at least.

Sarah woke up with a start. Why did she keep having this dream? She was drenched in sweat and her heart was racing. She looked over at her husband. Faisal was fast asleep, snoring lightly. He was not a bad looking man and he especially looked attractive when he smiled. She wished he would smile more often. Sarah lay down again to try to get some more sleep.

The next morning, Faisal got ready for office but instead of going there he stopped at the park around 15 minutes from his house. The park was more or less empty except for a few people on the jogging track. He sat down on a bench and waited. It was not long before he spotted Maria walking towards him. She wore a simple pink shirt with jeans and she looked as beautiful as ever.

Maria sat down next to Faisal without saying a word. After a moment’s silence she said,

“I only agreed to see you because I must tell you something. You’re married now and I’m not the sort of woman who will try to steal another’s happiness. We were not meant to be together otherwise it would have worked out. I want you to forget me and be happy with your wife”.

“But I don’t love her…”

“You will learn to love her as soon as you forget me. Please don’t try to contact me. I need to move on as well.”

“How can I possibly forget you?”

“You have to try. I have to go now. Goodbye.” Maria got up and walked off without looking back.

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When Faisal came home, Sarah had cooked dinner for him and was waiting for him.

“How was work?”

“Fine. I’m tired, I’m going to rest” he said without looking at the food lying on the table.

Sarah couldn’t understand why her husband acted so distant. Of course their wedding had been arranged but aren’t couples supposed to make an effort to know each other after they got married? No matter, she thought to herself, I’ll keep trying till I win him over.

A week later Faisal returned from work with a terrible headache and a bad throat. Over the next few days the fever kept him weak and on bed.

Sarah handed him a cup of herbal tea and asked him to sip it while it was hot. Faisal looked at his wife and for the first time noticed how beautiful her eyes were.

“I’ll prepare the water for inhalations. It will soothe your throat” she said to him.

After a few days when Faisal was feeling better he told his wife, “You haven’t been out at all these last few days, I’ll take you somewhere for dinner tonight.”

Over dinner they laughed and joked for the first time they had been together. Faisal noticed that his wife was very witty with a good sense of humor. And when she laughed you felt like laughing with her. Faisal noted in his mind that he should book tickets to Thailand soon. After all they had not even been on their honeymoon.

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Sarah was dreaming of the passageway with the arches again. She stood there facing the darkness. But suddenly she felt someone reaching out to her hand. She turned around and it was Faisal smiling at her. Yes, he did look handsome when he smiled. She walked ahead towards the unknown, but this time Sarah was not alone.

Weekly Writing Challenge: 1000 words

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Fair and Lovely (short story)

I have spent years chasing the tail of my darkness. I used to spend all my pocket money on beauty creams promising to lighten my skin tone. But unlike those girls I saw on TV in “Fair and Lovely” ads I would not transform into a white beauty in 14 days. Not even in a month.

I was the only sister of 4 brothers. My brothers would tease me calling me a “Kali Bhutni” (black demon) and tell me that no man would ever love me. I would tease them back by telling them that their wives would refuse to cook their food in fear of spoiling their white hands.

I would often hear my mother talking to my father about me in the courtyard at night. “What will we do? Who will marry her?” she would say to which my father would reply “Why? She’s educated and talented, any man would be lucky to have her.” I loved my father more than anyone in the world but my mother was right. Many women from nearby villages who were hoping to find a daughter in law would come to our house since my father was well known and respected in the village. But when they would see me they would leave in a hurry giving some excuse or the other. Soon I stopped coming in front of these women even though my mother kept harassing me.

My father used to play cards with his friends every Friday afternoon after prayers. My mother thought it was all a waste of time, but my father saw no harm in it. They played without money and it was just a chance to sit together and gossip about the village happenings. My brothers would watch them in the courtyard and I would peek out of my room much to my mother’s annoyance.

It was one such afternoon that I saw him for the first time. He had come with his father and was watching them play and listening to their gossip. His smiling face lit up my heart and when he said something to his father I strained my ears to hear his voice. When someone made a joke and everyone laughed, he laughed with them and my heart skipped a beat. I think it was when I was trying to compose myself when my younger brother noticed me staring at the stranger.

“Apa Bhutni what’s going on?” smirked my brother. “Shut up Abrar” I said and quickly went inside my room, shutting the door. That evening I wrote my first poem. I had tried many times before but I think I had lacked inspiration. Now my feelings flowed into words and my words took flight like butterflies in the wind.

A few days later I caught my younger brother stealing from my mother’s jar of change. I didn’t rat on him, instead I asked him for a favor. “Do you remember that young man who came with Chacha Rashid? Just give him something and I won’t tell Ammi what you were doing”.

The next Friday afternoon as I was peeking out of my room I was sure Haider (for that was his name) glanced towards me. I darted inside and prayed that he had not seen me for I was sure that if he would see me he would never want to talk to me. That evening Abrar brought me a message from him. My hands shook as I opened the piece of paper.

It simply said: “You are as beautiful as your words.”

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This short story has been written for The Speakeasy #145 where the first line had to be “I have spent years chasing the tail of my darkness.” and some reference was to be given to the art prompt, a painting entitled The Card Players.

When forgiving is the only option

Share a story where it was very difficult for you to forgive the perpetrator for wronging you, but you did it — you forgave them.

Imagine this scenario: Your wedding invitations have been sent, your clothes are ready and your salon appointments have been made. Your husband to be is to arrive the day before.

He doesn’t turn up. He doesn’t call. Instead his relatives call you to tell you that he won’t be coming. What do you do?

Somehow I found it in my heart to forgive him. The only regret I had at that time was that I never got the chance to give him hell. I really had some things I wanted to say to him.

The only reason I forgave him was that deep down inside I knew he was not the one for me. My brother and sister had kept trying to convince me of this but I wouldn’t listen. Sometimes it happens that you know you’re going the wrong path and you keep going and hoping that circumstances will pull you out.

I am not normally the type who forgives easily at least not without having my say. “Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned” would aptly describe me. But in this case this guy had actually done me a favor by not showing up. What would have happened if the wedding had gone through? A lifelong of misery? Probably.

What also helped was that just a short while later I was introduced to my husband. He was the balm on my wounds. That was 10 years ago.

Do I still think about why that person did that to me? Yes sometimes I do wonder what prompted him to back out in the way he did. Some years after I was married, one of his cousins came to work in the same office as I was. I hated seeing her because it would remind me of him and his venomous family. But I always made it a point to be civil to her.

To forgive is the easy part, to forget, well that’s another story.

Daily Prompt: Forgive and Forget

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A Journey of Ten Years

Phuket Zoo - Orchid garden & us (2003.10.25)Ten years ago I married a man whom I hardly knew. The match was arranged by our families and I gave my consent after a brief meeting with him in the presence of all our family members.

After the engagement he would come to visit me at home as I had not agreed to talk on the phone. I felt that unreserved phone conversations could lead to misunderstanding between two people who hardly knew each other. After all we had all our lives to get to know each other.

It may sound bizarre that two very educated people in this day and age agreed to get married without knowing each other. But ten years down the road we have found love and respect for each other, the ability to be comfortable with each other and let each other be comfortable in our own spaces. We have been together in sickness and in health. We trust each other and look after each other. We are independent people and yet we depend on each other. We may not hold hands in public but we share an intense attraction for each other.

We have got on each other’s nerves and got into arguments but I never remember having stopped talking to each other. There have been bad times too but we never gave up on each other. We just worked things out.

We both have a fondness for travel and discovering new places. Together we have seen 8 countries from the Far East to Europe to the United States. Not only were we learning about new cultures and people but also little by little of each other. It has been an exciting journey.

Yesterday we had gone out at night because my husband wanted to buy a screen protector for his new phone. It was out of stock and we decided to go home but stop for coffee on the way back. As we reached near the coffee place my husband asked me if I was up for it and I told him I was too tired and that we should just head home. We had stopped on the red light when a car apparently out of control crashed through the divider and towards us. It stopped just in front of us. The driver and the passenger were unhurt but if we had decided to go to the coffee place we would have been in the left most lane and surely would have been hit.

It was a scary experience and when I saw that car coming towards us I called out to my husband. That was my first reaction. After a while we both realized how close we had come to being hurt badly. We could have been in the hospital on our anniversary.

Instead, by the Grace of God we will celebrate our tenth wedding anniversary tomorrow night with our amazing son and close family next to the beautiful Dubai fountains.

A journey of ten years,

Around the world and with each other,

Are marriages made in heaven?

Yes maybe. For beyond us it is rather,

The factors that come into play

That bring two people together.

But then it’s up to us two

To make things work face to face

Never giving up on each other,

And forever praying for God’s grace.

Weekly Writing Challenge: My Funny Valentine?

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