‘How is School then?’
Seriously, the girl was still furious. I’m not going to reply to that.
‘Beta, I asked you a question,’ the father said, stealing a quick look at the gloomy damsel in distress.
She sighed, making sure it sounded as exasperated as possible.
And broke down into tears.
‘Beta, what’s wrong?’ the father, taken aback, tried patting his daughter’s head.
‘No, don’t, you don’t understand!’ she yelled.
The father was genuinely upset now. ‘Tell me, what’s wrong? Is it school? Is it a teacher who is bothering you? Is it your friends?’
The girl continued to weep bitterly.
Ah, where are mothers during times like these, the man contemplated, wondering whether or not to pat his daughter’s head again.
‘Sonya is so mean!’ the girl sobbed. ‘How does Nazia not see that? And she has Monica in her grips as well. And if things couldn’t go worse, I found out I’m one of the few who could possibly be Failing OOP!’
OOP? The man opened his mouth, then decided against asking what on Earth OOP meant. It was probably a course.
Silly problems! So much stress over such ridiculous things! Silly children.
‘When I was your age…’ he began
‘Oh God, please no, Baba!’ the girl sounded hysterical.
The man, bewildered, immediately stopped. He placed his hands back on the wheel.
‘Listen,’ he started. ‘Ten years down the road, you’re going to laugh at this moment. You’re going to be a smart, successful young woman, and you’ll laugh at the thought that these Sarahs ever bothered you.’
SONYA. THAT B*TCH’S NAME IS SONYA.
‘And these teachers, Beta, ye khud itne khwar hote rehte hain din raat (they also get exhausted running endless errands day and night). Try to understand their point of view, instead of abusing them for your poor performance.’
I DIDN’T ABUSE HIM. BUT HEY, GREAT IDEA! THAT SON OF A…
‘Beta, you shouldn’t ever let small things bother you so much. Show me one person on this world who has it easy. We have our own tests, and our job is to act and react with as much patience as possible. If you ever feel like your patience is being tested, that is because it is! Life is a test, dear.’
AND I’M FAILING OOP! I’M FAILING LIFE! SOMEBODY KILL ME NOW PLEASE.
‘If you ever feel like discussing anything, your parents are here for you. Until you have our support, utilize it. Parents are a huge blessing.’
These last few words finally had an effect on the girl.
The man’s father had passed away when he was seven. His mother had recently died too.
The girl looked at her father, and saw a look she had rarely seen on her jolly dad’s face.
It was a look of sorrow.
To be continued…