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WHILE REDEEMING MY SOUL: Chapter 4 - An Interlude Serenity
Chapter 4: An Interlude Serenity
Before I would have read any further, I was informed that someone is on the phone line for me. I put the book on my bed, and started to creep towards the phone. In my heart, I knew who must have called me. I picked up the phone, and I didn’t need any voice to recognize the person behind that, the silence was enough to say it all. After all, it was the same silence that made me fall in love once upon a time, how I could ever forget that. It was my wife, Aisha.
Things really have changed a lot. I always dreamed of spending my whole life with her, but nobody knows what future brings in for you. As there is a famous saying:
“A person often meets his destiny on the road he took to avoid it”
I never thought I would spend these last days of my life in her absence. But I don’t understand why...
“Hello? Tauseef! Are you there?”
My wife helped me to overcome my depression once more.
Me: “Hello. Yes I’m here. How are you?”
Aisha: “I am fine. What about you?”
Me: “Yeah. Me too”
We both lied to each other and then the long familiar silence came over us. It has become quite a custom in recent days. And she understands it quite well that I am not strong enough to talk.
“Tauseef” She continues.
Aisha: “It has been done.”
Aisha: “I am coming from the bank. The account has been settled. Finally, the entire amount has been withdrawn in 17 cheques and everyone has been reimbursed.”
Me: “Oh! That’s a great news Aisha!”
I could sense the grievous feeling on the other side of the phone line. She was choked, tensed and frightened. So, I decided to continue.
Me: “That really was very kind from your side Aisha. I am really thankful to you.”
She was still quiet. In a hesitating voice, I somehow continued talking.
Me: "I really miss you Aisha, I wish I could spend these days with you. You have always been a wonderful support to me, and you made all those decisions so simple for me to make.”
Before I could say any further, the line had been disconnected, and the Jail Superintended told me:
"Time is up. You can now go to your prison cell again.”
(You can read chapter 5 from the above link)