Mahir

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He took me inside the mansion with a tight hold on my arm and l didn't dare to speak a word. He pointed the couch, glaring at me but l just sat there without doing anything in my defense.
Mom stood up seeing me.

Mom-Mahir where did you go dear!?
She asked coming towards me when Dad showed his palm towards her.

Dad-This pampered son of yours was in the middle of the road and when l try to take him home. He says l am ghost and also stays there stubbornly seeing a house. What if he had gone there to be with drunkards and drug addicts!? What is this behavior Sumi!? Do you expect me to encourage him and give him a loud applause!?
He asked, sarcastically.

Mom-Let him talk Andy!! We cannot get into conclusions!!
She said, calmly.

Dad-Then tell him to Open his damn mouth and speak!! Why did you go there!?
He shouted as tears fell from my eyes. Mom came to my side and rubbed my shoulder while she sat beside me.

Dad-To get boozed or Drunk!?
He asked and l flinched at the loud tone.

Mom-Andy!! Stop!! It's enough!! Boozed or Drunk!? He is our child not a criminal!! Why are you treating him like one!!?
She spoke up in a shaky voice. Wow!! I am thought that low!! Great Job Mahir Seghal!! This is what you clearly are!! He kept shouting and lecturing about what l should do and what not and what image l should have in front of the society but l didn't utter a single word. Not even a single one.

Dad-Are you deaf or insane!? I am yelling at you since half an hour and you are just listening!!
He asked pushing my chin up so l see him.

Mahir-Well!! What is there to talk when my own family thinks so high about me!! Nothing to talk on my defense!! Today l've been named as a drunkard! A drug addict!! What more appreciation can l get from my beloved parents!?
I asked, sarcastically in a hoarse voice. I stood up and Dad's hand fell beside him. I walked to my room while Mom continuously called my name. I closed my room door with a thud and locked it. I fell on the bed rather lifelessly and cried. My image before my parents is defamed just due to my stupidity. I am unlucky when it comes to love! Let it be my parents or let it be about Bela's! Why God!? Why me!?

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Tears fell from my eyes as l recalled that incident. I still feel l am unlucky in the emotion called Love though that incident was over with Dad realizing he went over board and we hugged it out and sorted that matter. Not in my past she loved me and nor in my present and about my future l don't even have an expectation. I am tired!! I am tired of all of this!! I feel hell suffocating as she kept sobbing in my arms repeating she lost him!! Lost who!? Popped a question but who gives a damn now. She doesn't love me and my nine years of silent love is all a waste. I've one goal in my life now!! Make my parents proud. Nothing more. I don't want LOVE!! I don't need that bloody emotion to go through the thick and thin of my life. I can face my life on my own. I don't need a women to calm me down, coo me and teach shit to me like a baby!! I loved Bela and would do so but would never tell it to her! Not because l have no guts but just coz she loves someone else so much. l don't want to be a wrecker in her life nor would l like to be her friend after l loved her madly and hopelessly.
Today l lost the little bit of hope in me about my love life. I am sorry Mom, Dad, Kuhu and Yuvi!! You'll would never get a Bhabhi due to this specific reason and nor would l move on with some other women!!