“I farded to hide my larchyma
From my papa
Which I shed for not be with you
How much I like
I kept it in my heart
In past in a ground I laugh with you
But today how much I caterwaul for you
I hide from everyone
I want to be yours
But this our families don’t want this
I farded to hide my larchyma
Which I shed for you
On the day of my engagement
To make my dad content
I want to be yours
But in this world I can’t be of yours
It’s a famous saying
Whatever we want in heaven
We get it in heaven
I will wish for the extension for our relation
What will you wish in heaven for our relation?”
Zahra had written these words
With the sadness of heart
On the paper in the love of Zaid
Put it in a bag placed in a cupboard
When she went go to see off him at airport
Gift him at airport
Over there they had a tearful conversation of eye
Larchyma came in the eyes of Zahra, sitting in a car
“I want to give gift to you
But by myself I can’t give gift to you
I give gift to you
But through my chauffeur I give gift to you
I want to tell you
How much I like you
But I love my dad
Now tell what I will choose
Love or like
When I see him I even tempered
But when I see you I pleased
Even tempered is my need
Pleased for everyone and for me is want not a need
Pleased I will nominate in hereafter
Because we can’t be one here”
Larchyma comes in her iris
When Message given by her through iris
To him complete but with tearful eyes
She turns her face
But Zaid keep on staring her with sadness
“I wish for you in heaven my Zahra
You are mine Zahra
Today you choose calm
Here I choose calm
Today we’re far
But actually wherever you are
I believe you will remain in my heart”
A drop of tear comes in his eyes
And He turns his face
After saying a last sentence
In heart which was in his
For sitting in plane he move forward but with a graveness of being far
From her lover but she was crying for being from him far
Few years past
He was blessed with daughter like pure aqua
To whom he named Zahra
In the memory of lover
Because she is not with him any more
But on other hand Zahra’s dada is crying on the grave of her
Because his daughter is not in this world with him any more
Aeolian was different on both lands
On one euphoria it brings
But on other opposite of euphoria it brings