Abroad

It is very cold in Alaska. I have been living here for the last eight years but today I am very happy because for the first time in such a long time I have to go back to my country Pakistan. A big problem with us immigrants is that no one appreciates our talents while living in our own country and when we are stuck in a vicious cycle of isolation and separation while trying to improve the lives of our loved ones abroad. I don't even know. I forgot to mention my name, my name is Hasan and I came to say goodbye to the new bride just a few days after my wedding and it seemed that my heart was left somewhere.

At the time of parting, her eyes were wet. I felt that maybe she wanted to talk to me a lot but her lips were closed because of the joint family situation. To be honest, I didn't want to leave Pakistan and especially not after marriage, but on one hand I had two virgin sisters, on the other hand my younger brother was still studying. Father was retired and also ill. Mother used to take care of him. This house needed money. I was repeatedly convinced that you were given higher education so that you could be a support to others.

My younger brother happily received me at the airport but everyone's faces were very sad when I expressed my intention to stay here permanently. Son, your life was good there, here you have the same poverty, unemployment and above all there is no value for an educated person. Granted, you got your sisters married but Ahamar still has to study. This house needs to be renovated. Capital is required for this, where will it come from?

We are all dependent on you. Dad pressed my arm and said. Mom and baby are not visible. My eyes were looking for my wife. Yes, she might be making something special for you, you leave her, tell her what gifts you have brought for your sisters. And then it was evening in the afternoon. Nainaan had not come before me till now, I wanted to tell her that I will buy a separate house for her, where it will be just me and her and start a new life, where we will always be together, but Nainaan did not. When I heard everything, I did not see any joy in his eyes. She was sitting like an idol, as if I am talking about someone else and not her and me. What is the matter, Nainan, you are not happy about this? I said looking into his eyes. I don't know whether I should be happy or not, our life has come to this point, Hussain, that even if something is found, the sadness of the loss remains.

It is sad that when I want to talk to you, your mother starts watching over me. All requests are noted to you. When I used to listen to the words of Nandas, I used to serve everyone, my youth passed away. I have spent eight years without you as if I am not God willing. I had no children, no future, only loneliness was my destiny. Now what should I do even if I take a separate house, what should I do if I live with you? But baby, think about it, I also endured loneliness for all of you family members, for all the trials for our home, I also suffered the hardships of foreign countries.

I also wanted to offer my cleanliness. I don't say that I have borne all alone, but at least you could have collected some money and invited me on a visit visa. Mir Haq tu diten naan, was I not even worthy of this? Naina was roaring in front of me and I was not even making her shut up. But still we can improve our lives just by thinking for ourselves. I begged in my tone, "Maybe we can do it, but don't expect me to like the new novel Sahagan." I will try not to hurt you, but don't force me to turn service into love. Neenan had announced his decision. I took a deep breath and realized that I was still in Alaska and my existence was frozen by the coldness there.