“Bismillahir rahmaanir raheem”
-in the name of Allah, The Most Gracious, The Most Merciful-
Faaizas point of view:
Nobody could answer… Obviously.!
Ismail:” let me tell you how it feels…. It hurts! It hurts worse than all the ways you’ve tried to abuse me.. To hurt me… This was the cherry on the top.. Because in all these years I’d respected you as my own parents… I’d stood up for you everytime you brought my wife inbetween… I took out all my frustration on an innocent woman who never deserved a bit of it….because I always felt that YOU were my parents and it was my duty to respect you….”
Mamajee: “it is your duty ismail.. Because they are the only parents you know.. They are the only people who took you in when your pathetic parents threw you out on the streets as a newborn baby….”
Ismail:” DON’T!!!enough of your lies….they did NOT throw me out…..they had no alternatives…. I’m not a little kid anymore.. You can’t expect me to be so dumb while I’m a grown man… Just enough of it….all I want to know is why? Why did you hide this from me all these years?”
F.I.L: “because look at how you’re behaving? Imagine if we told you before… You’ll behave like this?”
Ismail:” pft…honestly…with every word that comes out of your mouths, I’m more and more disgusted at you all…and you call yourself adults?”
F.I.L: “you should actually thank your lucky stars my boy that we took you in.. We did you a favour… Your parents weren’t even proper muslims to begin with”
Ismail: “and I suppose you all are better muslims hey? No-one better than you in this world… And I should probably bow at your feet and worship you for doing me some great favour” (sarcastic)
His father got up angrily and was coming towards ismail..
“DON’T YOU DARE COME INTO MY HOUSE AND THROW YOUR MEANINGLESS INSULTS AT ME YOU RUBBISH, UNGRATEFUL BOY!!!!!”
Panic. I was beginning to get a panic attack… You know when your chest tightens and the whole room, with all its windows and entrances still feel like the space is too little.. I felt like an elephant in a clustered closet.. No space to breathe and my chest was beginning to pain.. I hated fighting and arguments.. It just always does something to me..
And even though I knew they wouldn’t take all this too well, I was really hoping that there wouldn’t be any physical fighting…
“Please! Just sit down and calm down everyone.. I’ve been silent for a while… I’ve been listening…. But here is where I’d like to voice my opinions.. Its imperative, in the case of adoption and situations like these, that when a child reaches an age of understanding, we need to explain to them the truth, ofcourse with wisdom, in a subtle manner and make them understand… You see the harms it causes after one becomes an adult is irreparable.. And islamically its very important to do this.. There’s laws of purdah. Hijaab etc… Ismail is no mahram to you apa (pointing to my mother in law) and neither is he a mahram to your daughters.. So you see the harms of everything that you’ve done? You’ve caused Allah disobedience many a times, by lying, hiding, abusing (according to what I gather) , and you failed the cause of purdah and hijab here.. Those are some major issues… But nevertheless, what’s done is done and can’t be undone… But what we can do is accept our wrongs and sincerely ask Allah for tawbah… Forgiveness… The fact that Allah has exposed you faults, is not to disgrace you, its because Allah would love for you to turn to Him in repentance… Lying to ismail has caused things to become very bitter right now and you don’t blame him for feeling this way— ”
Ismail turned to chotikhala who’s been very quiet all round for a change….
” And this Is where you come in chotikhala….”
She was really taken by surprise and actually shook with shock at the mere mention of her name..
She was probably enjoying the show because that’s chotikhala… She enjoys people bickering and loves disunity in the family.. There’s nothing more entertaining for her than to see 2 people at logger heads with eachother…
Ismail: “don’t do to your child what my parents have done to me… Don’t deprive that child of its father….because inevitably, the truth will come out oneday and trust me..it will be really ugly when it does”
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