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The fourth door of pain has been unlocked .....
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..........................................................................................................................................................................................................................by ..............................Mohammad Asif khan........................................................................................................................................................A love story of paradise...............................................................................................................
But still zara could not calm her heart fully as she continuously questioned herself regarding the liking of zain and the feelings zain might or might not have for her , she was in a continuous state of worry. Another curfew night passed , the situation in the valley was getting worse with each passing day , scores of youth were getting killed including females . zara wished that she could be one among the killed so that her sufferings could end.
Zara 's health was now degrading rapidly . she remained locked in her room not allowing anyone to enter . she remained locked for many days without any food , her tears also proved unfaithful as they stopped coming out from her eyes. The family members tried their best to talk with zara but she never really showed any interest in talking with them, all that she was interested in was her lover zain .
zara's father wanted to talk with zara so he made his way towards her room:
"zaara! open the door sweetheart , look papa is here , won't you open the door for your papa" ?
listening to such words she at once got up and opened the door as she was very close with her father.
" oh my life ! look what have you done to yourself . why are you punishing yourself and us like this" ?
He asked, waiting for a reply from her daughter , who only had a tight hug to offer him in her reply, after which her father bursted into tears , unable to control his emotions he went away from the room as zara wept in his arms without uttering a word, zara's father felt helpless and hence left the room .
Mariyam , the eldest sister of zara came into her room one night and tried to talk with her regarding the cause of her condition. After repeated questions from her sister zara uttered
"love! has awakened my soul and offered her wings to me its time for me to fly far away from this painful world "
what ! are you talking about zara?
Tell me clearly zara , what's bothering you, darling?
i may be able to help you . Mariyam questioned.
"Neither does the pillow of my bed shout out nor do the walls of my room, There were only two witness to my pain, unfortunately both turned out to be dumb" zara said
Mariyam questioned Zara time and time again
"What's the problem zara? tell me clearly for god sake" ?
But zara did not respond in a suitable manner , so that mariyam could grasp anything regarding her problem.
mariyam could not tolerate the strange behavior of zara and hence she got up and left zara's room towards her mom's room .
"zara certainly needs medical attention , we need to take zara to a psychiatrist " mariyam told mom , who abruptly fell into tears . The tears clearly reflected the pain of a loving mother who was unable to see her daughter like this.
"Freedom! freedom! freedom! freedom! we want freedom ! we want freedom!
shouts came from the colony street which entered her room from the window of her room. zara went up from her bed towards the window , not to enjoy the scene of shouting of slogans as rest of her neighbours used to do, But her mad eyes were in an attempt to search for her lover , she knew it was a mad attempt but she could not refrain her heart from this attempt of trapping her lover by the web of her eyes in which she failed terribly.
"These curfew nights are making separation unbearable for me , my heart yearns only for you zain, this life is useless for me without you"
saying this she wept again.
Really medicines do become ineffective even the prayers do not heal, but still how do people accept and swallow this sweet poison of love?.
some more days passed , but there was no relaxation in curfew and thus the fire of love in zara started melting her body like wax. she had now kept whole of the conversation that took place between her and zain to her memory as a result she left reading out the texts . Their conversation consisted of thousands of texts. But still she had kept each text to her memory fully. Zara felt more and more suffocated with each passing day. But the decision of meeting zain calmed her down a bit during these curfew nights. Zara tried her level best to overcome the fire of love which burned inside her , but was unable to do so, as a result she gave away herself to the fire that had housed herself in zara.
Mom now decided to take up the matter in her hands and she hurried her daughter to the famous saint (peer) of kashmir valley. Zara went along with her mother without bothering her too much. Her mother held her hand tightly and took zara with her. She didn't utter a single word on her way , quietly walking with her mom in the three month old dress, her hair was in no condition , she didn't look like a teenager from any angle. She had dressed her self completely in the divine apparels of love.
"oh! the friend of almighty , look what has happened to my daughter? i have came to you , so that you could rescue my daughter from drowning ". zara's mom uttered while weeping at the same time in front of the saint, who told her not to worry and gave her some white rounded sugar balls (divine medicine) which was supposed to bring back the original zara, once she takes it for three days.
After couple of days zara's condition got more worse , her mad eyes which had left sleeping had now stopped bearing the fruits of pain.
"i am burning by these hot breaths now and you my love have started melting my essence "
zara uttered these words looking the wallpaper of her phone after she took the picture of zain out from the applock application and placed it as the wallpaper of her phone.
This is third part of my paradise or prison The story of pain of a kashmiri girl Zara
00This story reveals the misery that 2016 turmoil in Kashmir had revealed upon the love birds.
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Updated on January 27, 2017
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