"Abu, what about Ammi?" Ahmed asked while
completing his file, "is she fine?".
"oh Ahmed why are you taking tension of your Ammi" his father said
" she is very fine". Then his father asked about him and his family
while taking a sip of tea "Ahmed you didn't tell about yours" he said
while taking a bite of bread "how are you my son?, how is Kabir and
Sadia?".
"Sadia and Kabir are fine" Ahmed replied along looking for a blue
file.
"and what about you, Ahmed, my son?" his dad asked again about him.
"I am fine too" he said while opening his file. He said AllaHafiz to
his father and off the phone.
-
"Oh Ahmed" said Zayn, suddenly came at his desk and put his hand on
Ahmed's shoulder "I've read your article, it made me shock, it's ver
informative" he, then sat on the chair which was near the seat of Ahmed
"it shows you've made very effort to write this amazing and informative
piece".
Ahmed was listening his comments he saw at him "Yes I really worked hard
on this piece".
"Yup, everyone can see" Zayn blushed and then went towards his desk.
---
"Muslims are terrorist. They're bloodthirsty", teacher was giving
lectures to her students and Kabir was one of the students and he was feeling
ashamed of being a child of a Muslim family.
-
"Papa, are Muslims bloodthirsty and terrorist?" Kabir asked his dad
innocently.
Ahmed was astonished, he put his hands around his son's face in affection
"no, my dear!" he exclaimed with devotion "who told you
this?" he asked.
"My teacher told us", she said innocently "she blamed muslims
for that tragic event".
Ahmed didn't feel ashamed on being Muslim instead of he felt ashamed on being
the citizen of that country whose teachers are teaching Muslims are terrorist,
he was ashamed on being the lover of that country at the time when he was applying
for jobs which is against the religion of Islam but his shameful feelings were
not coming on his face, but these feelings and Kabir's spoken words from his
pink lips and his blue eyes, filled with questions looking at his father
innocently made Ahmed to take him in his hands and keep him very near to his
chest and hold him "Ignore whatever your teacher said", Ahmed said,
moving his hand in his son's hair "have you ever listen about Prophet
Muhammad Peace Be Upon Him, who was he" he paused for a while, halt the
movement of hand in Kabir's hair by him "he was a Muslim" he said a
bit loudly "he didn't do any sin" he said benignly moving his hand in
Kabir's hair "not only Muslims, others too like him".
"ok papa" Kabir, sitting on his father's lap and his father keep him
on his chest, "but I don't want to go school tomorrow", Kabir said,
he was sleepy.
"ok my dear" Ahmed replied devotedly, kissed on his head and keep on
moving his hand in his hair as soon Kabir's eyes closed after some minutes past
Ahmed slept too.
"Ahmed!" she exclaimed, her exclamation waked up him "why are
you sleeping here, please go in room"
She said.
"no, there is okay" he said, yawning.
"you go and sleep there".
"Next day you'll have a pain in your back" she cared.
"nothing will happen" he relaxed.
"okay" she laughed, going in her room "what a great affection
between father and son" and she slept.
---
"tomorrow we are going Switzerland to carry on my business" Shamir
said , using laptop constantly.
"I am having world tour with you for years" she laughed, taking of
her earrings, looking at him "sometimes you take me to England, sometimes
turkey, I have visited approximately five countries this year.
---
"Ohhh" Ahmed relaxed, when he saw everything is alright, after waking
up suddenly because of having nightmare. Kabir, sleeping in sitting position
his head was on Ahmed's chest. Ahmed took him in his hand and put him on bed,
kissed on his head. He left the room, went to drink water in kitchen. While he
was drinking water,standing against the counter, he saw a coin sized black
coloured element though the transparent glass from which he was drinking
water.HHe stopped drinking water, put the transparent glass on counter and
picked up the coin sized black coloured element. He opened it in his PC room
because he was curious to know about with screw driver. He found lens of minute
size and other important elements found in camera usually. He was amazed to
know there are coin sized camera is present. He took off his glasses in
astonishment. Now he realised to fight against America is become more difficult
for him because they record each and every step of him and his family. He got
hyper. He ran to another room to find out another camera. He made mess in the
room but he found nothing except an outgrowth of the same colour as of the
tiles, it was attached firmly to the floor. With the help of sharp silver
coloured knife he pull out it. His sixth sense was right it was camera.
-
"Sir George!" jack called loudly
After finding out it was camera he hold his head hopelessly. He didn't
understand that what he should do. He was sitting like this for hours and he
didn't know when he fell asleep again.
-
He was in the centre, his parents were going away from him and he was going
near to the jail, his wife was going very far away from him along with Kabir
but suddenly he waked up when Sadia dab on his shoulder and called out his name
“Ahmed”.
“Haan” ahmed sudden ad saw that everything “ohhh” he
released tension when he saw everything is alright and realized that what he
saw was a nightmare.
“what is it!” Sadia exclaimed when she saw study
table full of mess and pieces of camera spread everywhere “now you are going to
be a scientist after being a software engineer and journalist” she laughed
while sitting on a chair made up of pure timber wood. Ahmed was sitting on a
chair holding is head, “I have found two cameras from our house” , he looked at her when she was laughing seriously.
This sentence turned a her smile filled with euphoria into sudden and astonish
face “yes, I am serious” he said to realize her that what he was saying is
right. She stood at once and went in TV
lounge rapidly, she saw while standing at a one place but failed to find
“Ahmed!” she called out his name loudly to ask him how was camera look like.
She was nervous and hyper.
He came in lounge and ask her what happened.
“How does the camera look like?” she asked eagerly
Ahmed knew that her wife was unable to find out any
solution of it and was in eager to find out any solution “it is small in size
and fixed on the floor” he said while looking at her seriously
she went in bedroom by making a great voice of stepping, roamed in every corner
of a room, while she was roaming she found something under her foot, she
removed her foot and found an outgrowth on the floor exactly it was of the
colour of a tile. She realized it was a camera. She tramped out of the room and
searching for camera in lounge, lumbering in the lounge by her. Ahmed came out
of the study when he heard her tramping. “You make my life difficult” she said
very slowly that’s why he was unable to
understand what she was saying while looking at him. They both were standing at
distance, “Sadia!” he stepped forward to come neat to her to console her “what
are you saying” he asked while coming near to her “you make difficult for me to
live” she said in a same low voice. He was still unable to listen what she was
saying. He knew her wife was gloomed, depressed and hyper. He came near to her,
try to console his wife who was lost in her thinking, “Sadia” he patted on her
shoulder consolingly. “You make difficult for me to live” she crossed and
expressed her melancholiness by her anger and stepped backward by her.
“Sadia,
it is not” he tried to console her by speaking softly.
“Yes,
it is, you make my life difficult “she yelled and expressed her gloominess
which was reflecting from her eyes.
“you
have proved that you are a typical Pakistani man who consider his wife as fool
and himself genius” she yelled loudly.
“No,
it is not” he said trying to calm her down.
“yes
it is” she shouted
“Don’t
speak loud, Kabir will wake up”, he said trying
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