I still remember it was the night of Sunday. I was wearing your favorite color pink. After we had engaged and since you had told me that pink is your favorite, I had never missed any chance to wear pink. Today was the holiday and you had not sent a single text message to me in the whole course of the day. I was outraged and staring at the false ceiling of my room, and was waiting for your text. As the arrow of my sight hit the clock adjacent to my bed, I was shocked! I had waited for your text for 3 hours and now it was 1 AM. I was very tired as I had cleaned our whole house in the daytime. But, somehow I managed to get out of bed, changed, and wore my nighty, took out my bangles, and placed them on my dressing table. Turned off the lights of my room, and came and threw myself on the bed. It was too late at the night and I wondered that you are not going to talk with me tonight. But, don’t know why I was comfortable waiting for you like this. I took my mobile and opened my gallery, which was always full of your pictures. Opened a random picture of you, placed the mobile on my heart, and then tried to sleep.

I opened my eyes as I felt a vibration on my hand. It was my mobile vibrating because you were calling me. Before attending your call, I looked at the wall clock. It was 7 AM, I was a little bit confused about your call like this in the morning. However, I attended the call and placed the mobile on my ear. I was very angry as you had not talked to me the last night but listening to your sweet voice in the morning was also a blessing for me. So, I forgot everything and listened to you.

I still remember that Sunday morning when I stole the keys of my father’s car, gave one thousand rupees to our watchman, so that he should not tell anyone that I am going out of my house without informing anyone, and came to meet you at Mc Donald’s in the early morning when my whole family was sleeping, because it was Sunday. I had never left my house like this to meet anyone, but, it was you for whom I took this risk and came to meet you. I can still recall your smile when I told you that; Hashir I’m too obsessed with you. I can still listen to the echoes of your voice when you replied to me that; Nimra I love you so much. I can still see your smile when sitting in the Mac Donald’s and taking breakfast together, I grabbed your hand and said; “Hashir, after our marriage you have to take me for breakfast to the Mac Donald’s every morning.” I can still listen to the last goodbye that you did on leaving me at my house.

I can still remember that ominous Monday when your sister called me and blubbered out that; Hashir is no more with us. It was a doomsday for me, and Hashir still every day is doomsday. I had never thought of your departure like this. Why did you forget the plans that we had made for our marriage before leaving me alone like this? Why Hashir? Why? Do you know how much I cried and how much time I remained unconscious after listening to your friend explaining how your university bus hit your car and threw you in the bushes? Today, almost four years had passed since you had left me and still I’m unconscious. Still, I’m waiting for you to return from your university. And, I can still remember each and everything we talked about, and every moment that we spent together. I still remember. I still remember.

|By: Jahan Zaib Brohi|
The writer is a blogger and student at the University of Engineering & Technology. He can be reached at jahanzaib.writer@gmail.com