I have two friends,
The flying clouds of the day
and the broken stars of the night
and their two companions,
the falling raindrops and,
the snow-butterflies,
then when we all get together,
we get lost again and again,
thinking of you.
(Parizaad)
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She came to call him for breakfast in his room. He was probably in the bathroom as water running in there could be heard. His laptop was placed, open, on his study table. Being curious, she approached his table and had a look at opened site.
As she read she was shocked. She didn't want to believe it.
"Oh Amy, do you need anything?" He came out of the bathroom and hurriedly moving toward the table he dropped the laptop's lid. And put it on side. He was wearing white kurta and shalwar. It was Friday so he was dressed in these clothes. He had to comb his hair yet as they were disheveled on his forehead.
"You...is it true??" She asked not believing, her eyes were still fixed on that table where the laptop was placed a few moments ago.
"Yeah! I'm going back. Tabriz called me last night. There's some problem at company. I've to handle them by myself, as I'm the president." He started looking around as to find anything.
Then reaching the dressing, he picked up the hair brush and combed his hair looking at the mirror. He saw her reflection, she was still in the same position. He scolded himself internally for hurting her.
She was sad, he was going without telling her this time too. He was very cruel. This was not the first time. He used to make it his habit and suddenly disappeared. It was not the first time. He had done this twice before.
Yes, for the first time, she did not understand that much as she was just a kid. He suddenly left with his father. The same father who had refused to adopt him when he was born and arranged a second marriage after his mother's death.
After his departure, she, who was young, suddenly fell seriously ill. After a week's absence he came back and she also became healthy.
The second time, he left her the way he had gone a few years ago. While she was sleeping, he went stealthily. After he left, she suffered from eating disorder and when she is hungry, she stayed hungry for many days and if started eating then eat too much. She had severe disturbances in her eating behaviors.
This was first noticed by Safi when they were together all the day, at school and at home. He immediately told Dadu because Daddy and Uncle were busy in the office with Baba all day. Aunt didn't get free time from the Zainab and Sha'ban. Both of them always used to cause problem.
He was youngest in the family but he was a keen observer. Nothing was hidden from his sharp eyes.
After a long pause, he spoke up. "I was about to tell you. You saw the message yourself, I'm sorry. I have flight on Wednesday, coming week."
"No problem, I should be going....Do your packing, and if help needed, call me." Saying she moved to the opened ajar door but had to stop at his voice.
"Listen Amy! Uh....I wanted to ask if...grandma told you something?" He asked hesitantly. She turned puzzled at his question. She tilted her head to one side and after thinking a few seconds, shook her head
"Nope, was there anything?" She asked in a carefree way. He was disappointed at her question, so nodded saying "you should go, I'm coming." She went out bobbing her head.
He almost fall in his bed sighing loudly. "What a trouble." He said under his breath.
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