Streets..

through the dusty streets of lahore, sat an old woman calmly with wrinkles all over her face clearly portraying the strange years she probably spent on this same place as a loner
she isnt new to this place, she has been watched sitting quietly by a school boy who is now probably into his second year of university, so much has changed but not for her
she watched him daily for years sometimes running to catch the bus, sometimes strolling down the streets with friends chasing girls, sometimes hidding from parents when returning late home
with so much happening and everyone worried about themselves, has anyone ever wondered whats the true story behind this lady? indeed the world is selfish

has anyone cared to know who is this woman with almost grey hair, wrinkled and torn face and rough eyes which has seen so much and never said anything
where is her family, her home, why is she all by herself when at this age she needs her loved ones to be by her side cause at anytime her age might just take over her
but no, it seems like no one cares and she's just waiting for that last moment when she could just bid farewell to these selfish streets

after so many years of seeing this lady , that boy now probably a young man who is about to leave for studies abroad went upto her.
he bowed down and said softly 'amma'(granny), she didnt seem to reply
she had a strange look on her face and she didnt seem to reply as if she has forgotten to speak
he repeated, 'amma?' mein jaa raha hoon ( i am going), she had a worried, depressed look on her face
she lifted her hand trembling and worn and touched his head
with a soft smile and a sad look in her eyes she handed him a chain with pendent, he took it and opened the pendent
he saw an old picture of handsome young boy
she finally spoke: 'Allah naainsaafi nahi karta'( God never does injustice) 'maine ek beta kho diya toh doosra paya' ( i lost one son but i got another)
With hearing this that guy just broke down into tears and left
after an year he came back to the same old place, nothing had changed but one thing was missing, where was amma? he looked everywhere only to discover that amma was no more, he felt a sense of loss, he could feel her in that place, he wished if only he could see her again...