The Begining.
With a bizarre expression and hatred in eyes , Alizeh sat on the couch and threw the cushion beside her on the floor furiously . She passed the time by tying her hair and scrolling reels on the phone . After a few seconds , her eyes drifted towards the wall clock hanging infront of her . She barely managed to wait until the clock struck 8 and then she stood up. She wore her shoes and started walking through the door .Each action showed her frustration because her aunt had thrown her out of the room earlier for some secret discussion which was nothing other than convincing garndpa . Infront of her was the corridor which led straight to her Grandfather's room . " It's time you guys let me come . " she had said before entering the room with one foot inside and one mild-step . She was desperate to be a part of ongoing discussion .
Grandfather's Room :
It was a simple room with minimal furniture .The bed was against the wall with sidetable full of different kinds of medicines . North wall was decorated with a small cupboard and south having attached toilet . Grandpa was lying on the bed , holding her aunt's hands with smile on face . Alizeh's relationship with her aunt was quite complicated beacuse Alizeh was quite different from other children. She had PTSD and whenever it gets triggered she became voilent. That's why she never left the house and was home schooled . Grandpa's condition was getting worse day by day because of her tension and he was not ready to move with her daughters.
"I think I should repeat as it looks like no one has heard me . You said half past 8 . " she arrogantly said . "Yes,my dear ,come inside." Her old grandfather said barely managed to turn towards her . Aunt Sharmeen said while interrupting Grandpa " No! Give us more time alone . You should not listen to things we are discussing ". " Yaa! Yaa! I know what you are trying to do ..... Ah...a ..I mean discussing." She instantly replied with a mean look as she already knew the matter of discussion . Aunt Sharmeen looked at Grandpa and he looked at Alizeh with soft eyes , smile on face pointing to do as her aunt says . "It is nothing new . Grandpa always does that " she thought while getting out and came to her room again . On her way out she heard Aunt Sharmeen saying" Look Dad she has always been this arrogant with -------- and the words became inaudible as she entered her room . She closed her door tried to make a sound as loud as possible and laid down on bed facing the ceiling . " Why? Why every time?!" She said while picking phone from side and started scrolling reels, voice echoing in the room .
She fell asleep after sometime . And the scene grew darker .
She suddenly woke up with a loud noise of shattering . She instantly ran out of his room towards grandpa's yelling " Granpa ! Granpa !"
Her feet froze at the door . Infront of her was her granpa laying , body turned towards door and White kurta stained in blood . His one hand was on the sidetable clarifying the cause of shattered jug noise . Alizeh became numb . She couldn't think of anything except trying to wake him .
