ohhhh what happens next? i thought this was the ending 
Suroor, lolz sorry about that:D Don’t change a thing, Sadzzz. i want you to write it the way that YOU would normally. Just wanna know whether or not the circumstances work out.
hey sadzz should we read the second post of today then the first one? or is it in the right order, i didnt read it yet just asking
hehe Nadia... i dunno what im gonna do with the rest... but it'll be a happy ending hopsefully
Aceones... i fixed it up, so read it in the right order :)
Nutz... na ur arrite :)
:k: keep going
sigh* the wait ... i hate the wait .... :D
phir kya howaaaaaaaaaa ? 
1 week ho gaya, no new post here, whats up? is everything ok?
turn of events... hehe
Once we got home, I prayed and went to bed. Mama came in with a smile and closed the door behind her.
"So, did you have a good time?" She asked. I smiled and got into my bed.
"Yeah... did you?" I asked
"Yes.. it was very nice. They are very nice people... I saw you were standing in the kitchen all night"
"Yeah... I thought I'd help Saima..."
"And Daniyal was talking to you too?"
"Yeah... for a bit"
"That's good... " she smiled
"You going to bed now?"
"Yes I am so tired... you go to bed now too... Khuda Hafiz" She came and gave me a kiss on the cheek.
"Khuda Hafiz" I kissed her back. I lay in bed and was asleep in a matter of minutes.
Brrrrrrnnnnnnng! Brrrrnnnnnnnng!
What was that sound! It was the phone going off. I turned the lamp on to check the time. It was 4.06am. Who could be callnig at this time?! On the home phone. Someone picked it up. It must have been Dad. My heart started to beat really fast and my head started to spin. I wanted to walk out and check who it was but I remained in bed frozen. Who could be calling at this time of the night.. or morning?
Everything was silent except for a few mumbled voices coming from my parents room. I couldnt tell whether they were still on the phone or not. It must have been from Pakistan, they never know what time to call. My heart was still racing and terrible thoughts went through my head. I hope Dadi Ma was ok. I know she's old but she has to be arrite. Dad hasnt seen her for years. She can't just leave like that!!
Then, I heard the most horrible sound. I heard wailing from my parents room. It was Mama... she was screaming and at the same time calling for Nani Ma. I got up and went outside and stood in the corridor for what seemed like an hour. Maham and Aarish were still asleep. They didnt hear the phone and they didnt hear Mama. I didnt know what to do. I was too scared to open the door and go and see Mama. I walked back to my room, turned the lamp off and sat in bed. The crying didnt stop, the screaming didnt stop. I couldnt sleep. What happened?!
I heard footsteps in the corridor. Someone walked downstairs, it was Mama. I looked at the time, it was almost 7am. It was silent for about half an hour and then the crying started again. I must have fallen asleep, when I woke up it was about 9am. I got up and walked outside in the corridor. Mama wasnt in her room and neither was Dad. Maham and Aarish still hadnt woken up. I looked for Dad, who was sitting in the study, looking at flight details on the computer. I didnt ask what happened. Nani Ma had passed away...
By 11am, the house was packed with family friends from all over Melbourne. Maham was distraught and remained upstairs in her room. She occupied herself with homework, she said she had to do it by Monday. Aarish sat in the study watching Dad blankly as he called travel agents to organise a ticket for Mama. I was racing up and down the house, answering the door and phone calls. Dad had called Aunty Sajida early in the morning. She had come straight away. She sat with Mama and cried for almost an hour. I hadnt gone to Mama yet. Sara's mum, Aunty Shazia came over as well and sat with Mama while Aunty Sajida went home to cook dinner for us. I could have done it, but she insisted that she was going to make it.
It was 2pm, and downstairs was full of ladies with tissues and red eyes. The men were seated in the lounge. They sat quietly drinking water and resisting the temptation to ask for tea. I went down and made tea for them. Dad was walking around in a daze. Quietly trying to organise a flight for Mama to Pakistan as soon as possible. Aarish didnt come down once. He remained in the study, praying. Mama was finding it hard to breathe. She hadnt stopped crying. The wailing would start as soon as someone new came to grieve. I just wanted them to stop. I wanted them to just sit there quietly and not make a sound. Let Mama grieve in peace..
"Where's Maham...has she eaten?" Aunty Shazia asked me.
"No... she's not hungry. She's studying..." I answered without looking up. Scared that I may cry as well. She stood next to me and gave me a half hug. She knew she couldnt show any more affection, otherwise I'd break.
"Let me make something and take it up to her..." She offered
"No.. its ok Aunty. I think Mama needs you.. I'll take care of Maham and Aarish..." I said. Aunty Sajida patted my back and went to sit next to Mama again.
I was going insane. Should I sit next to Mama? Should I ask the guests for Tea? Should I sit with Maham and Aarish... what should I do? The ladies kept giving me the evil eye if I asked them for tea.
"Ansa... this is not the time for tea... sit with your mum" an Aunty said. I got upset and went back to the kitchen.
Anam came in without knocking.
"Hey..." she whispered and gave me a hug "You ok..?"
I nodded a "yes". She looked around and sat quietly at the table. Every few seconds she would look at me with concern. She wanted me to cry, she wanted me to scream and yell. But, I didnt. This was not my time to grieve. I had to look after everyone. I had to be strong.
Maham came down, and all the ladies turned around to look at her. She looked at Mama and froze. Aunty Shazia went to her at once and gave her a hug.
"Its ok beta... " She held on to Maham and then Maham balled. She cried till she couldnt breathe. Tears rolled down her cheeks onto Aunty Shazia's shoulders. I looked at Maham with anger. I dont know why, but I wanted to yell at her and tell her to stop. What was wrong with me?!
Anam had left, she knew she wasnt going to make me cry at all. Maivish, Sara and Usman sat with Maham and Aarish upstairs. They didnt speak a word. Kareem came over after work and went straight to Mama. He gave her a hug and sat with her for awhile. I was thankful to him. He looked at me gave me a smile, and I whispered "God bless you, Kareem".
People kept coming in and out till about 10pm. I had taken dinner up to the kids and they ate quietly not making much conversation at all. I still hadnt gone to Mama. I remained busy all day in the kitchen and trying to take care of my siblings. I was afraid for Aarish who hadnt spoken a word all day and who hadnt even come down to see Mama. He came down once, and that was at about 12.30 to change into his pj's and go to bed. Aunty Sajida and Aunty Shazia had tried to make conversation with him, but in the end they only gave him a hug and he went to sleep.
It was 1am and it was finally peaceful in the house. Everyone was asleep, but I lay awake in bed. Mama was flying out tomorrow night. I was going to have to take a day off work to help Mama with the packing. I felt numb and not a tear had fallen from my eyes. My phone beeped, it was Daniyal.
"u awake? can I call?" he had messaged
"yes.." I replied.
He called within seconds.
"Hey... how are u?" I asked
"ok.. how are you....?" He whispered. It felt nice to hear from him.
"yeah ok... your parents come over before.. it was nice of them" I said
"I wanted to come.... but didnt know how to talk you infront of everyone"
"sweet... you should have come... " I sighed back.
"are you ok..?" He asked again, concerned
"yeah im ok... Mama is flying out tomorrow"
"for how long...?"
"not sure.... 3 months I guess.. or however long she wants"
"you gonna be ok? you know you can always call me if you need a talk.. i'm here for you... ok?"
"thanx Dan...."
I didnt really have much to say. I didnt want to talk about Nani Ma. He stayed on the phone for an hour trying to get me to talk. At last I did. I told him about what my Nani Ma was like. I told him about all the things she taught me, all the dua's she made me remember. The time when I lay next to her and she taught me a dua that I couldnt forget even if I tried. And then a few tears fell. Not a lot... He wanted me to cry and let it out. But, I couldnt. I had to be strong.
aww man.. 
brings back so many awful memories 
aww im sorry… i just kept writing and writing…
master story teller u be saddzz
hmmm thank u? :)
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hmmm very interesting ...:)
is it? hehe
write more
thanks for posting chica!
this episode really was very sad...yet, so many of us could relate to it at such a personal level!
onggg…sadzzzz this is awesomeee :k: 
you have got some talent girllll :k:
and where’s the rest of it and this last part was really sad but very well written!
come on…i wanna read the rest of it
its comign soon guys... just bit tied up with work at the moment...
alrighty…