I woke up in the morning as lazy as always while approaching out of my room the bright face with gorgeous smile from mother welcomed me in the fresh day, my superman my, father with Tasbeeh in his hands in Sufi hat on his head touched my head and kissed, my mischievous younger brother from bed sheet took his semi head out and said ‘’at least you should not go university once a year, teachers have right to be cheerful as well’’ I rushed to him to teach him the lesson but as always elder brother with heavy giggles saved him,
Even knowing, I pretend to become unknown to comb my hair when mother is near, because she is astonishing hair stylist for me , as forever my elder sister came out from kitchen shouting ‘’you have to take breakfast before you run off, you know it’s not good to go without breakfast and it’s not first time she is saying it,
Because it’s Quetta so you can’t go alone till university bus which comes at end of your street, so my protector my brother endow with me full squad till there and I at all times found it more encouraging and caring,
I get all these profit because I was foremost and only girl from my community, who was getting education till university level and for this my family had given a lot of sacrifices , facing lot of heaviness from cultural norms and traditions,
Getting in bus I was welcomed with hugs with chick to chick touch by amazing friends with a big smile mixing-up with different colors of lipsticks around and smell of perfumes in the air, all suddenly just noticed my bangles which were gifted by sister and they got lot of praised,
Being in university it’s always fun and full of learning because it’s the only women university in the province so you find all the cultures of the Balochistan in this university, it’s Saturday it mean there will be less classes, liveliness in teachers, so university is not going to make me tired,
It’s time to leave the university because it’s the time of bus which will take me to my HOME where at the corner of street my brother is waiting and at home family is waiting for me on the food ‘’Dastarkahwan’’ because they don’t eat without me,
Bus just arrived ,girls started rushing to bus because those who reach first will get the seat and as always I don’t need to rush because I know any of my friends will do it for me by reserving the seat for me by putting book on the seat,
So we are in the bus out of the university on a broken road,
A huge blast, I went out up with the sound and fall down out of seat and I saw my broken bangles painted with something red might be with my blood in front of my eyes, I tried to cry I tried I tried but I couldn’t, I felt hurdles in breathing I looked around, I couldn’t see anything just smoke and smoke, I guess I will not reach on time,
Could you ask my brother not to wait for me at the end of the street?
At least could you ask my family to eat the lunch because I can’t reach them?
