She walked along the street, raindrops brushing across her
face. She walked along thinking about the realities of life. She had been
living with pain but she couldn`t understand the fact that she was not yet
accustomed to it. She had been born with pain, been brought up with pain and
now she was living with pain. May be I’m just lucky she thought sarcastically.
“Hey Sumay! What`s up dude?”
She heard that familiar voice which had always been a relief
for her.
“Hi, Shaki! Long times no see...” she replied happy meet her
friend.
“Why you looking sad gal?”
Questioned her best mate, immediately recognizing the pain
and trouble in her eyes.
That was something in which Shaki was very good at.
“You`re not gonna believe what I tell...”
She drawled along.
“Why?? What`s the matter?!”She asked suddenly looking
serious.
“Some bugger has got into my account and stole some of our
party photos...”
“Whaa…tt?” Her eyes large with shock.
“well whoever that is he`s
done a dirty work on me”
“What do you mean…?? Oh no not… that!!”
“yes just what you think he`s has edited the photos to look
ugly, me with another guy and publicized it.
She blurted out her eyes swimming with tears.
“Oh my god no….”
“Sameer saw it and you know what happens after that...”
“Whattt? You don`t mean he just believed those stuff and
called it quits”
“That’s just what happened”
She was crying now.
“Oh no… I can`t just imagines how stupid these guys could
be…”
Simmering with anger.
“He just called my dad and told him to call the wedding off;
when my dad asked the reason he told to check on the net. You wouldn`t see
dad`s face right then, I couldn`t bear to. But dad believed me when I told it
was a fake. Sameer didn`t just gets enough explanation…”
The tears rushed along making her rosy cheeks shiny even on
that gloomy day.
“Oh dear what happened to miss Rosy Posy today?”
The annoying voice brought up the rage in her heart.
It was Hamid, the punk who teased her almost every day. He
was such a flirt. And a pain. She wiped her tears and ignored the remark,
walking much faster than before.
“Hey darl! Looking cool today...wanna share a cuppa??”
“Just mind your own business will you...”
Sumaya tried to control the anger in her voice. Seeing the
dangerous look in her eyes, he wisely silenced down taking his own path down
the street directing a few glances at her before disappearing down the street.
“Such a nuisance…” murmured Shakira. Suddenly she stopped in
her tracks.
“Why? What`s the…”
“he`s the one…. Can`t you see…?”
“What! Which one??”
“He must be... yeah,
he`s the one who hacked your account Sumayya”
Sumayya`s eyes grew wide with shock, then dawned on them
realization.
“Of course! He must have done it to show off Sameer so he
could get advantage of me...”
“it`s just so plain and clear that he`s the culprit”
“But we have no evidence against him “said Sumayya sadly.
“We`ll try to muster some up” shakira comforted her.
Sumayya`s eyes lit up with hope at the thought. They had reached the gates of
sumayya`s house.
“Very well. See you then.”
“Bye darl. Everything is gonna be alright “
As sumayya neared the door she could a few shouts and
something clanking. The scene she met upon entering was not a very pleasant
one, not unfamiliar either.
Her father was standing at an end of the table. His face a
shade of light purple, his fists endorsed. Her mother at the other end, a pan
in her hand. Sumayya sighed, another of one of their fights. She rolled her eyes
and stole away to her room unrecognized.
******
2 weeks later.
“Hi mom! I`m home” sumayya announced happiness glowing in
her eyes. She had done well in the interview. Her job was confirmed.
“Ah sumay. I `ve been expecting you. There is something we
want to talk to you about...”
Sumayya glanced at them with a puzzled look in her eyes. Her
father`s head was slightly bent, her mother stood direct.
“We need you to know that we`re about to divorce”
“What?” sumayya uttered stupefied. She understood that they
were not joking. They never did.
“What do you mean?”
“Dear you know that we have no life together. Any matter we
start always ends up in blows” her father replied in a soothing voice.
“And I’m moving to Europe. I have other business there”
She could see that he pitied her.
“Then what about me?” she asked close to tears.
“Your not a baby now sumaya. You`ve grown up and you can
manage by your own”
Her mother`s reply struck her directly. Unable to contain
the grief and sorrow. She burst out, running fast searching for someplace,
someone who could give comfort house. Shaki`s mother opened the door.
“what`s the matter sumayya?”
“Is shakira in aunty?”
“no, she`s out, but she`ll be back soon. Hey, sumayya are
you alright?”
“Just a small problem, auntie. Do you mind if I wait in her
room till she returns?”
“No of course, please.”
Shaki had painted her room a bright blue. It looked
different because it was some time ago when she had last visited. The room was
very untidy. Clothes and books piled upon bed, the dresser filled with various
costumes. It looked as if Shaki had exited in a hurry. A small light blinked at
her. She switched on Shaki`s computer. An email met her eyes.
MEET ME AT CAFÉ CORNER AT 3
-LOVE SAMEER
