Beyond The BoundaryA Story by Farhan Shaikhthis is completely fiction, nothing to be taken seriously..In between the riots of 1947 when the two Nation India and Pakistan demarcate the boundary line between them, they also demarcated in between their people, who they have no idea in the future won’t miss a chance of hating each other. 15th
August 1947 It
was foggy and misty evening, and there are people boarding on trains to move to
the other side of the border, men and women carrying their children on their
shoulders. There were many people
unsheltered during the partition. There were few smashed up buildings, streets
were as the asteroid hits on the earth and there was a petrol station that had
been vandalized. In
between the crowd rushing and crushing each other, a three feet boy, was just
pushed across the border from India to Pakistan, his eyes were like a fireflies
and a pointy nose sniffling, scar on his eyebrows. Chewing his dirty finger nails watching
people getting separated from their family, all he could hear and see is people
blubbering, sniveling, sobbing and weeping. Where
was his family? Are they lost, or they remained in their motherland, or it
could be worse!
‘Lost kid?’ A throaty voice crashed in the child’s ears. A soldier
standing beside him wearing and untidy uniform and rolled his helmet in his
arms. His eyes dark eyes glittering some lights for the child, he put his veiny
arms on the child’s shoulder and smiled with his uneven dimples. ‘What’s
your name?’ soldier asked.
‘Amin,
Amin Azmi’ he answered.
‘Well, I am Fadel Khan’ soldier stated. ‘Aren’t you hungry?’ No doubt that Fadel Khan
took Amin with him to live, he knew it would be impossible to find Amin’s
parents, no one knows about them and after the partition, they could’ve been in
Pakistan or perhaps they Stayed in India, it was not a worth to mention without
knowing, or they may have faced a tragedy as many of the people did during the
partition. Amin was a brave and courageous child he accepted his fate in the
neighbor country as he settled with Fadel Khan who was a Pakistani Soldier. And
later Amin get used to live with Fadel and Fadel inspired him to grow up and
become a soldier. 12th
September 1965 Amin
was now a teenager on his own at least while Fadel was departed for the
Indo-Pak war. Next morning Amin woke up in his slum by the noise of knocking on
the door. He opened the door and sun rays’ hits on his eyes and forced him to
cover his eyes and there’s a postman standing out with a letter Amin took a
letter which was written by Fadel Khan. He flipped the envelope and unfolded
the letter. “‘Hey
there Kid, how are you? I wanna tell you something kid, this may be hard to
swallow but as I know you for 12 years, you’re brave kid or a grown teenager
who’d be joining his army training next year, proud
of you even your parents would be if they knew. Well it is kind of impossible
for me to be back home, things are not going well between. Meanwhile I suggest
you to be safe, and I’m awfully sorry that I won’t be there to see you wearing
a soldier’s uniform, which was dream. Unfortunately I can’t even see you for
one last time but here’s the thing buddy, never give up, die for what you want
the most and what’s worth dying…..my country is worth dying so I am here for
you, for my people and my motherland and I can do anything to keep my people
safe. So good luck, I love you’ Your
beloved Fadel” And
the tear broke free from Amin’s eyes, he folded the letter and kept it in the
pocket. December
1971 7
years later from Fadel Khan’s death in the war. Amin was 24 now and he himself
became a soldier just like his idol and the man who raised him Fadel Khan. And once again these two countries were in
chaos where Amin was in Pakistan Army. Once
again it was foggy and blurred evening just as when Amin found Fadel. The
essence of that evening was very special to Amin, he felt the same vibes just
as he when met Fadel who was unfortunately dead seven years ago. Amin was
leading by his team member Akram on the mountain beside the Chenab River. Where
he landed on a rock and flipped a water bottle’s cap. ‘Alhamdulillah,
we are alive’ a low voice ascends towards Amin. ‘Alhamdulillah
Akram,’ who settled beside Amin ‘but what do you think, how many more days we have,
or hours? Amin Mumbled. And started igniting fire in front of him.
‘We’ll live, I guess’ Akram responded. ‘But don’t you wanna live?’ Amin smirked as he’s
seen a heaven’s gate already. ‘I had already lost my everything when I found
something, Fadel…he was like a father to me, he died saving us and many like
him, that’s what I wanna do, I wanna die, but yeah first thing I wanna do is
get in there’ pointing at the Radcliffe line of India. ‘And take down as many
as I can’ Amin Hissed. Akram can see the huffing and puffing pace of Amin and
his veins popping out. ‘But…but that’s
not we are supposed to do, you know that, don’t you Amin?’ Amin revealed his
past to Akram. ‘None of them came back for me, none of them cared that their
people are clerkly sending out to the other country to live apart from their
parents and live alone, not everyone like me found Fadel Khan. Akram gave him sympathetic pat on his back Amin gazed Akram over his shoulder
and still smirking. Akram left. The
sun was set and stars were now visible, Amin was lying and watching the stars
with his droopy eyes and waiting for his next order to strike back. His heart started pounding when he heard
Akram saying, ‘here’s the order guys, I just spoke to the Colonel’ Akram sighed
‘he said that we are surrendered and the further order is to get back to the
camp and then home’. Akram glanced on Amin’s red face and his squinting eyes. Next
moment all of them were packed and getting off for the camp when Akram noticed
that Amin is missing, he sensed trouble Amin was about to make he looked over
his shoulder and there he was Amin walking down the mountain moving ahead
towards the Radcliffe line holding a firearm ‘Amin Stop’ Akram screamed.A min was walking with full of his hunger 'follow him’ he ordered to the team and all of them followed Amin they were not that
far behind they were chasing him. Amin loaded his firearm and ready to rattle
the opposition’s skull and the opposition burst out with theirs arms and equipment’s,
no doubt they thought that they were coming forth for an attack, but in real
they were chasing Amin, and opposition fired first. And the next moment
everything went chaos and opposition firing bullets at him and Akram and team
fired back to defend Amin and themselves. Amin
managed to get across the boundary line and the rest held themselves back
beyond the border. Amin was firing furiously all alone and next second he fell
on his knee when he got the first bullet right in his chest. One after another
bullets he got into his body he smiled and
released his firearm and he tumble down. © 2018 Farhan ShaikhReviews
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Added on May 28, 2018Last Updated on May 28, 2018 AuthorFarhan ShaikhMumbai, IndiaAbout20..College student.. Earthling. Follow me on Instagram @farhanshyk02 more..Writing
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