That day was my last practical. I was pretty excited; every thing was fine and calm. But suddenly it started to rain. It started with tiny droplets, then actual, genuine and real rain, tapping on the windows, dripping from the trees, falling in puddles of the rain’s own making, splashing about freely. Only the rain can play in itself without concern for getting wet, and it was playing well that day, with reckless abandon.
Who could imagine that a day’s heavy rainfall can destroy your life completely? When I got done with my practical, I realized that I am the only one left in college; all the staff and most of the students have gone. As fate would have it, I had forgotten my mobile inside the lab, which had by now been locked. Some times I wonder were it all preplanned. Or was it my destiny? Or had some one cursed my fate? My Phoopi’s daughter Rooshi was there too for her practical exam. My family has disowned my Phoopi’s family and we were not allowed to remain in contact with them. But some times we get so helpless in front of circumstances that we have to take few decisions very unwillingly.
The rain did not stop and I was unable to get home, to Ansari House. Rooshi forcibly took me to her home, where Sadia phoopo was anxiously waiting for Rooshi. She got surprised citing me and Rooshi together, completely drenched. She kissed me on my forehead and gave me a warm hug, as if she was dying to see me. My Phoopa Aftaab was involved in bad activities and that was the main reason my Tayya had discontinued all the relations from them. I realized that my Phoopo was living quiet an ordinary life. On the other hand I was an orphan but a rich girl. After the death of my father I along with my mother and two younger siblings had shifted to my Tayya’s place, where every one used to live in a joint family system. My tayya was my guardian and in charge of the whole Ansari Empire.
It rained heavily that night, the whole city got paralyzed and I was unable to even contact any one in the Ansari house. Deep inside my heart, I was realized that these rain drops are going to bring a drastic change in my life.
Rain halted the next morning. Rafay, my Phoopi’s son, dropped me home, Ansari House. I didn’t have the idea that it wasn’t my home any more. They had disowned me, the same way they had disowned my phoopi once. I rushed to my mother, to inform her where I stayed the previous night but she slapped me and cried. She said that she would have been happier if I had died that night. Ansari house accused me of such immoral deeds, which I had never committed. No one believed in me that I was at Sadia Phoopi’s place. Not even my mother! My love, my fiancée and Tayya’s son Zaryaab didn’t believe either. My Tayya asked me to leave Ansari house. My mother realizing the intensity of the situation forcibly married me to Rafay. She pushed me into, because now Phoopa Aftaab was my father in law. I have tied the knot with Rafey but I cannot accept him whole heartedly and I know neither will Rafay.
I wonder was it my destiny or was I a burden in Ansari house? Why did my family interpret the situation on their own and came to a solution without knowing the real facts? Why was I given the punishment of a sin that I never committed nor I ever thought about it? Why we have such double standards for sons and daughters? Why don’t our parents believe that the presence of a daughter brings blessings to the family? And what should I do now? What you would have done in such a terrible situation?