Mafia Conquest ( Mafia Love story #2 ) by KATHLEEN HAYAT (reading books for 7 year olds .txt) 📗

Chapter 3

             

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آواز سے لگتا تھا کہ ہمدرد ہے کوٸ
پلٹا تو میری پشت پہ تلوار گڑی تھی۔

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Life.

It's nothing but a phase of test from Almighty Allah. Sometimes there's darkness and sometimes there's light but Alas! She can never know how it's like to see the light as her sight is always full of darkness.

Cold freezing breeze swirled pass her. As the girl wrapped the shawl around her tightly standing near her window. She wanted to count the stars and feel the beauty of the moon but everyone is not lucky enough to see them but those who are lucky enough don't value such precious things as it is so normal for them.

She can feel the night dawning at her. The only indication was the cold wind, chirping of insects and her wandering heart. Her mother used to tell her that the nights are most beautiful as the stars littered the sky and moon shines brightly for the wanderers passerby.

She can feel the cold soft light of the moon, which meant the moon is full maybe or maybe not.

Life was beautiful when her parents were beside her. Not once they let her dwell upon her disability. Always telling her that she's unique and most preciously beautiful in her own way.

Now in this stage of life. She often thought that maybe her parents lied to her. Maybe they said everything to make her feel special.

But when they were gone from her life. When Allah took them away from her. The girl was broken.

After them she really realized that she's blind the thing she called her uniqueness was nothing more than a disability.

Her aunt who brought the girl at her home after her parents death made it clear to her everyday that how big of a burden she is.

With her parents she thought she was beautiful just like an angel according to her baba but her aunt never called her beautiful instead she used to call her. 'Ugly blind piece of trash, good for nothing burden' And what not.

Where her parents used to cherish her like a princess, where they used to boost up her confidence. Her aunt made it shatter and drilled the confidence, self esteem and happiness out of the girl as she made the girl believe that she's ugly, blind and can't even do any work so she's nothing more than a burden.

Twelve years of her parents words were pressed down in the bottom of her soul and the five years of her aunts cruel words now resides in her soul.

Often times when her aunts remarks won't work on the girl. She would hurt her, slap her.

Often times when something bad happened to the aunt and her son Jameel. They would blame the girl, calling her a black curse on their family.

Never the girl thought that her aunt who is her Uncle's wife would become such horrible person towards her. She often used to say to her aunt that, 'Let me go. I'll leave and stay in the nursery' But no. Her aunt only once mentioned about certain insurance money for the girl. Maybe her aunts get some money her parents left for her. That is the only reason her aunt was keeping her.

Her mother was the only child just like her so the girl didn't have any relative from that side and her father had a brother who died long ago but his wife is the one who's now keeping the girl.

Her aunt is poor. They live in a small apartment of two rooms. One room is occupied by auntie and one is occupied by Jameel. Yet they were kind enough to let her stay in the store room rather than the streets.

Store room or more like her room. It isn't big enough to fit a bed, nor they were willing to give her any. A small mattress is placed in one corner on the floor, with two small cabinets place under the window. The girl used that cabinets as her cupboard as she didn't have much things of her own. The cabinet also provides as a seat for her to sit on at nights near the window. A small table is placed near her mattress where her Quran is placed. A special type of Quran with words popped out a bit for blinds to touch, feel and read. Her father had gifted her this Quran on her fifth birthday.

She was so glad that her mother thought her how to read the Quran. She wasn't blind before as her parents were her sight as they explained everything to her with such softness and happiness that the girl never felt she was blind. But when they died they took her sight along with them.

She only knows the world as much as her parents had elaborated it to her.

Her aunt isn't kind enough to elaborate a single color as she was always busy in telling about how ugly and burden full soul the girl is.

Her aunt is one thing but her son Jameel who do nothing but stays at home was another mean person she came across. In one place he call her ugly and bitch and in second place he would try to touch her when she's off guard.

He first tried to harass her when she turned eighteen. The man she used to call bhai (brother) was nothing but a ridiculous man. When she told auntie about Jameel's behavior. Auntie dismissed it saying 'who would like to touch a garbage like you' at that time she realized, she can't stay there anymore.

So she ran. She ran away from them but how far can a blind person go, that to a young girl who is vulnerable for anyone around. Her so called family caught her before she could run any further.

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