Zeenish
It was a beautiful morning, I found myself in a garden, the chirping of bird can be heard, the freshness of flower and the beautiful sky was making the scene mesmerizing. I heard sound of someone giggling or I should say laughing from behind. As I turned I saw my family for whom I can die for, my mama and papa was sitting on bench and my 20 years brother Zaryaab was playing with my 15 years old Zahaan. I shouted their names but they didn't hear me. I was confuse
I started walking but something stopped, it was a wall of glass prevented me to go to them. I got worried and scared. I banged the wall to make myself hear but no avail. I felt someone was pulling me. Nooo
"Mama papa Help!!" I shouted again but they didn't hear again.
"I said this isn't over" I heard a familiar voice. I was confused, and suddenly I found myself in a big room
"You cant go anywhere now" I heard the same voice, it was scaring me
"Let me go please" I shouted and crying but no one listen instead I heard someone laughing
"NOOOOO" I shouted and woke up with a jerk. I saw mama sitting there worried. I just hugged her and starting crying
"Mama....tha..t dream....w..was....scared" I couldn't make right words from my mouth, to say I was just scared would be understatement the dream scared me the hell out of me.
"Shh.. Zeenish it was just a dream don't worry thing is fine" I heard my mama soothing voice. It calmed me down, she was patting my back for sometime
"Now stop crying its Fajr time get ready now" with that she left me in the room. I did my wuddhu and offered namaz. I recited Holy Quran. It helped me get better and recovered from my dream. I headed downstairs and saw papa going for a morning walk
"Papa you didn't go mosque to pray" Usually he goes to mosque and then to walk but seems
"Yeah I woke up at last moment and missed the time of Jamaat so offered at home now going for a walk" Papa said
"Can I also come with you" I asked. I just wanted to distract myself from dream although I am fine now but this dream isn't leaving my mind
"Sure" I set my dupatta (scarf) and wore my jogger and joined papa
I m not a kind of person who likes to walk in early morning it's true that I am fond of sunrises very much but walking in morning, no way! I m a very lazy
But my decision to come for a walk wasn't that bad actually the cold breeze and fresh air really helped me to distract from my horrible dream. Usually I don't remember dreams but I don't know why this is so fresh in memory
"So what is disturbing my Zee?" papa suddenly asked. I looked at him he was walking
"Umm nothing papa" I replied nervously
"Your mama told me you were scared from your dream. Care to share" papa asked
Mama told him, shoot she knew I would never explain my fears to her because she takes too much tension, I usually share with papa
"Umm nothing papa, u shouldn't worry" I assured him
"You know when you r worried or scared you become silent, someone can easily guess that something is wrong with you. Its okay if u don't want to share but remember Allah will set everything fine, you shouldn't worry okay?" I nodded
After that we started to walk silently in park. Papa gave me space to think, I was controlling harder but then I bursted out
"I don't know it was weird and (pause) scary dream, someone pulled me away from you all and said I cant go from here now. I cant get over this dream. I m scared" I said sighing
Papa put his arm and side hug me giving me comfort
"It was just a dream like any other. Just forget it okay" I nodded and he smiled
"Well it may be a sign that you r getting married soon" dad teasing tone. I stopped in my track
"Papa... really marriage" I said with amused
"What? Why r u soo against with the thought of marriage" Papa asked narrowing his eyes
"Stop looking at me like that papa I never denied from getting married. Find a groom for me. I will get married if you say but if you ask me do I really want to get married then my answer would be simply no. You know I want to be a doctor and practice it" I said
"Okay okay I get it" papa said throwing his hand in defeat.I just giggled
"Okay now lets go or else your mother will be suspicious that what we father and daughter doing for so long?" Papa added I giggled
When we reached home, mama was sitting on sofa, by the look we guessed she was waiting for us. Papa and I smiled looking her cute expression of pout. God mom can also pout
"Aww mama looking cute" I grinned and suppressed my laugh
"Don't mama me Zenish where were you both" she asked with narrowed eyes
"Me and Zenish were walking in park" Papa said
"Just walking, take more than an hour?" mom asked papa
"Look zee your mom is jealous from us, that we share such an amazing relation" Papa said and I laughed. Mama glared both of us but soon joined us
"You father and daughter can do anything I have my two son" Mama said proudly
"Who are sleeping" Papa added and mama growled
Its that in our house there is papa and mama team, we are used to argue that who is better to whom. Believe me it is fun
"Well can I have my zee special tea" Papa asked
"Yes of course" I went to kitchen to prepare tea while mama was preparing breakfast
"Asalam o alaiqum mama" We heard Zaryaab voice, he walked towards mama and kissed her forehead, I was just observing it because its very rare scene. Zaryaab caught me staring
"What?" He asked
"What do you want from mama" I asked curiously
"See mama your daughter is being jealous to see mom son love. Jealous Zee" He mocked
"I m not jealous beside you are here for a reason" I asked
"Mama look at her why she is studying medical when she could be a detective" I glared him
"No seriously if ever any patient came to you in an injured condition, you wont treat him you will ask him the story of accident, isn't it Zee" He asked in mocking tone
He is two year younger than me that's why he call me zee and behave as we are same age but still he is my little brother
"Oh my little brother leave me tell about yourself what did you do" I asked again
"Stop it Zenish, come serve breakfast, stop irritating my son" I rolled my eyes, in a minutes he will say the cause of being so obedient . Its not that he isn't obedient but you see when u need something you have do some buttering. The same he is doing with mama and papa
"Papa hows business going on" Zaryaab asked suddenly and we stared him because he never ask about it
"Its....um going good" papa asked thinking deeply
I narrowed my eyes and glared him
"Umm papa I want money yesterday I got hit my bike" He hesitantly spit the cause. There was a moment of silence which was broke by mama
"Oh my Allah did u get hurt son show me" She searched for scratches
"Mama its not him who got hurt he said bike got hit check that poor thing not him" I teased while he was giving me to keep my mouth shut. I suppressed my smile
"Umm mama I m fine no scratch it just that bike need some repairing so can I get money please" He said pleading in a tone
"See mama I told you your son extra love" I teased mama and Zaryaab
Zaryaab stick out his tongue and I laughed hardly, we are 22 and 20 but we behave as kids with each other. Papa gave him money and rest of the day spent in teasing each other. I got finally rid of that scary dream but still I was thinking why that voice was so familiar to me. Oh god I have to stop thinking about it
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