As narrated by Nemo :
What did that mean???? Were they going to be moving away???
I couldn’t even bring myself to ask those questions as my own hidden thoughts reached up from my souls deepest ocean and began to pull me down with it. I didn’t want to think these thoughts but they were there, right at the front of my brain , flashing in bright red!
What if it was me and Aara getting married?
What if it was me who she smiled at shyly?
What if it was me sitting next to her , holding her hand?
But I would never do that….I’d never take her away from her home, from her family…
Was this his plan all along?
I felt an anger rising inside me..one that started suddenly and began to eat at me despite my silent protests…
“Well, I kinda left work” , Aara said candidly
What!? I didn’t think that Zoheb was the kind of guy who wouldn’t let his wife work! And how could Aara just agree!
I started loosening my tie out of irritation…
“But A…you love your job, why would you quit it? “, Maariah asked
Thank you Maariah!
“I do…but I love journalism more and guys, you know how I always say that I wish I had a chance to be a journalist of the world right…so this is my chance…I’m going to be freelancing! “, Aara said excitedly, her eyes lighting up immediately
Wait what? ??
“I never had the opportunity of doing this before so…Zoheb has offered to work around me so that I can fulfill this dream of mine and my parents won’t have any problem with it because I’ll be with my husband, so yeah that’s the out of S.A bit…we’ll be travelling every few months if everything goes according to plan ”
And just as quickly, all that anger dissipated…
I blinked my eyes to ward off tears that threatened to gush out frantically. It amazed and frightened me at the same time to see and know how much anything related to her affected me, even though I pretended that it didn’t. That feeling was untamed, and I would slowly need to learn to control it or do something about it.
Aara excitedly told us more about her plans, and all the while, Zoheb smiled at her proudly.
How could I not understand it? He was not just letting her fly…HE was her wings and her safety net .
He would drop everything to realise her dreams, and what could I possibly offer her in comparison to that. It wasn’t about material wealth, it was that feeling of selfless abandon…and it radiated through Aara’s eyes, so much so that her eyes sparkled. I have never seen her like this before.
“Wow…that’s just so amazing…but we will miss you man!” , Arshoo said softly
“We will miss you too…All of you…but maybe it’s a chance for all of us to grow individually..and as for our group, we’re bound by each others hearts aren’t we?” , Aara said , swallowing hard. And I knew that she too was trying not to cry…
Zoheb tickled her in her sides, making her laugh instead of cry…and if I didn’t know any better, I would honestly say that maybe, just maybe…He was probably her guardian angel, and maybe he cried so much watching her cry, that his duas were answered and he was written into her life to paint it with the many colours of love and happiness .
Zoheb was after all, Destiny’s card wasn’t he…someone who we didn’t know, and who came in and changed all our lives.
Aara’s tears were not shed in vain and I would sacrifice myself a hundred times over, for Zoheb to enter her life and make her as happy as she is now…
I went home that night and punched my punching bag until my knuckles had turned blue. I couldn’t allow myself to become what I was not and what I didn’t ever want myself to become. I was not a monster and I didn’t need to look for faults in Zoheb, that were not there in the first place.
I knew that it was going to be a very long road to accepting it, but in the interim I could atleast do it gracefully..to myself, for myself.
Nothing simply vanishes because you can’t have it, or because it’s out of your reach. I knew that the next week especially, was going to be emotionally difficult, and with 18 years of friendship to add weight to it, I wasn’t going to fight it.
Like everything, this too would run its course. I hope.