5.Lightened Despair..

He reached his apartment in about 30 minutes, it was 1.00 a.m. He ate his dinner, which he prepared before leaving for work, and switched his alarm to 6 a.m. After changing he went to sleep. Today he was remembering his mother, his warm hand over his head, her affectionate stroking over his head, he slept shedding a tear.

Wali Suhaib khan was a laborer and a part time bar tender in Toronto, since the last three years. He was 27 years old, a bachelor's in Business administration from the New Delhi University. He came to Canada three years back, the day he completed his degree. And till now, he was working almost 20 hours a day.  He couldn't even go his mother's funeral, not to his sister's wedding. He was stuck here and that too just for MONEY!. He had to pay debts, and that was not possible living in India. Every night, in spite of jerking away the thought, he recalled the way he reached Canada, with an illegal passport, he remembered the constant tinge of fear in that 14 hour flight, he remembered the cross questioning of the immigration officers, he remembered each and every risk he had taken in his life.

Holding a bachelor's degree was of no use to him because he worked as an illiterate person. He was quiet and reserved since childhood, the one who never questioned, that is the reason he stepped forward to give all the sacrifices. He was the eldest son, so he had to take the responsibilities of all the blunders made by his father. It was not that he was a very good at heart, sacrificial sort of a person, he was just fed up of all the tensions and problems of his house. There had to be a solution and he decided to dig that solution. If he had started looking for a job and then started paying debts of his father, then it would probably had taken his whole lifetime, and he could not bear people coming to his house, asking for money for his whole life, so he decided to cut the crap and work until he had given each and every penny of people who came to his house. People, whom his mother had to face, people in front of whom his mother had to carve false excuses. 

"Wali tu kia bol", his mother couldn't believe the words of his son, "tu Canada ja raha hai?"

"haan maa, mera visa a gaya hai,", his voice was stiff and expressionless, and it cut his mother like a blade, "ku lekin?, zarorat kia hai?

"maa bauji ne adhe gaon k paise dene hain, kia sari zindagi ye log hamare ghr k chakr lagate rahen gey?," he was throwing his clothes into the bag, emptying his cupboard. His mother had no answer to it,

"bhiaya maa kaam kar tu rahi hai, aur ab tu tumhari nuakri bhi lag jay egi, tu pasie wapis kar den gey hum", his younger sister , zarminey came in, she herself was shocked at his decision,

"yahan naukri kar k paise wapis karon ga tu sari zindagi lag jaye gi",he had now emptied the cupboard and he headed towards his study table and picked up pile of his books, his mother knew that he would not listen to anyone.

Later at night when he was lying down, awaiting sleep, he felt the warm touch of his mother stroking his hair, "maa se naraz ho k ja rahe ho?", he opened his eyes to see the worried face of his mother,

"maa tum kia kiya hai jo tum se naraaz ho k jaon", he closed his eyes, shifting his head from his pillow to his mother's lap , she kept in stroking his hair, "itni jaldbazi mat karo Wali, pardes bht buri chez hai, sari zindagi hi sahi, per kam as kam tum apne logon k pass tu ho gey na, wahan Akeley"

"maa main tang a gaya hon bahne banate banate, mujhe azaadi ki zindagi chaiye, jahan mujhe ghr se bahir niklatey waqt ye nahi sochna pare k koi paise lene wala mil gaya tu kia jawab don ga"

"yahan thori koshish tu karo, shiyed koi karobar."

"bauji ne bhi yahi koshih ki thi na, kia hua?, sirf qarz ka bhoj reh gaya hai..aur maa in sab batoon ka koi faida nai hai ab, ab mujhe jana hi pare ga, main ne visa k liye bhi udhar liya hai, jo main ne 6 mahine main wapis karne ka wada kiya hai, ab mujhe jana hi pare ga", his voice was stiff as a rock, he never had any emotions in them, but his mother wasn't able to accept that his only on would be leaving her.

He was preparing his things for the final departure, when again his mother asked,

"acha wapis kab tak aao gey?"

"jab sara qarz utar don ga",

"aur agr tab tak main marr gayi tu?

He opened his eyes with a shock, it was 6.am, his alarm was snoozing continuously, he left the bed and started getting ready for work.

Farah's alarm was ringing, but her body was refusing to respond to the signals its mind was giving, but finally her body surrendered. She opened her eyes. Today after a whole weak she was going to office. She was feeling nervous. Her boss would question so much. Her whole office knew about her drinking habit, so she was feeling embarrassed, she would have to face them, their taunting and mocking eyes. Drinking was normal in this culture, but farah was taunted on being an Asian and then drink so much, She was taunted when she spoke about her values, because then she was mocked about her drinking.

But again she knew all of this was only because of her, she could stop all this by her will power, by quitting drinks, but again her mind always went weak. She had nobody for whom she would remain in her senses. It was because of shehna, she managed to stay away from drinks for some while, but she never got any inspiration and love and affection that she would leave them forever.

 She didn't leave them because she didn't want to.

Both of them were getting ready for work, and thinking about the complications they had in their lives, unaware that these will bring them close ... because these were the MAGICAL COMPLICATIONS.

Muhabbat neela mausam ban k a jaye gi ik din..