While I was arguing with my father the police had already called the ambulance. As he left one of the policeman came and said,
'you won't be achieving anything by lying in the road, now will you?'
'Come on get up, I have made all the arrangements for your mother's death ceremony'
There was a tone of sympathy in his voice and also looked a kind a person.
Sometimes, when I think of it, it feels so unfair that I laugh at it, any person no matter how bad, cruel, treacherous he may be, he can look kind just because of his facial expression.
He said, 'how long are you goanna make your mother lie in cold'.
His point seemed unarguable so I agreed to him and asked to stay with my mother whole time.
While I was sitting in the ambulance with mom crying, holding her hands and soon my tears dried and I was just left with the memories I made with her in my 16 years of life, out of which many years I didn't even remember and rest of most was blurred by my brain maybe because I took her for granted.
Many movements I remember, they were sweet memories.
Out of which one of those incident I remembered was the one in which I cried whole day just because she said she wouldn't be with me always in my life.
And one more was very recent one from that day when I was lying in her lap and she said,
'why don't you find a girlfriend, I am old now and soon I will die, and if you will have a girlfriend I wouldn't have to worry about you'
And I got so angry because she said she will die, that I didn't talked to her whole day.
And thinking about those memories, a smile smirked in my face and then I looked at her and I remembered she used to say'
'you should smile doesn't matter how bad the situation is because your smile in difficult movements shows your courage and power'
And then I took my phone and called all the close relatives I could think off.
While I was at the church and I saw her in the grave, I couldn't control my tears, her pale skin with the bruises and blood stain in her face I took my handkerchief out and wiped all the blood possible from her face, the hospital staff didn't even did their work nicely.
She looked so skinny because of the blood she lost.
Her lips were dusty with wrinkles exaggerated.
Gradually everyone came to the church and then everyone came and saw my mother cried most of their tears and sympathy looked fake and then someone put his hand in my shoulder and as I looked back it was my cousin Michael.
Michael was my cousin and a good friend he used to come to my house, he loved the pancakes my mother used to make. He hugged me I cried and he also cried, then he said me to change my blood stained clothes to proper dress to do the ceremony I was too sad to say anything, so I did as everyone said me to do.
Many asked about my father but I ignored it and asked the priest to allow me to do all the rituals and finish everything.
And as everything was over, many left after finishing their formalities and few remained and soon they also left and then Michal asked me come with him but I refused it and after a while he too left.
Then suddenly I heard a voice it said,
'she was very good wife and a mother wasn't she'
Then I knew who was it looking wasn't even necessary so I replied,
How did you get time from your busy schedule sir?
Why the heck are you here and what do you want?
He smirked loudly, so loud that I could hear it, and replied,
'I came here to see my wife last time but I guess you already finished before me'
Why would I wait for any stranger? I said.
'I know the reason for this rude talk with me'
'after all, you are my flesh and blood'
Flesh and blood are decomposed after death, what remains is love, affection and legacy.
'Anyways your chitchat won't change that you are my blood and successor, therefore as a man I am here to say you that you have been transferred to Switzerland in a school named Zurich national University and you have to leave tomorrow at sharp 6 am'
It was obvious I would refuse,
What if I say no?
'Your mother once said my son is no coward he can face any challenge you put him in. If you want to prove her wrong then be my guest'
And here everyone knows you are my son so you don't have any identity of your own here, so if you ask me it's a good opportunity to make your own identity'
He deliberately made such questions that I couldn't reason and he reasoned in such a way I couldn't refuse so I agreed. No wonder he is the owner of a billion dollar multinational company.
And then he said to call his secretary for further details and then left.