For a salvation comes your way

• You seem a little sick ?

• Tired, to be really honest ..

• But then why do I sense a little petrified of a tone ?

• How very thoughtful of you to notice ( plays out in a sarcastic way with a traditional eye-roll )

• Is there anything of a bother ???

• Why yes , the very being standing right infront of me !!!

• Aha you don’t say ( playful manner ) what could’ve I possibly done that
you’ve come out looking no less than a floating balloon ?

• The answer lies within you , for everything is there to see

• Going all mystical wont work on me , my dear

• Same can be assumed about your thoughts, your un-ending laughter on the most sensitive of issues .

• I beg your pardon ?

• Your excused, oh and dismissed as well ! ( voice loses command )

• Wooo….lets be rational now ? ( now concerned and cautious )

• Arent we always ?

• Does it do you no good ?

• Perhaps it does and maybe in the long-run it is your only cure but oh it shakes my soul and breaks my heart that you love without loving , that you over-analyze without even thinking ?

• Hmm…… perhaps a little evidence would be appreciated ( posture tightens )

• When was the last time you visited your mother Fadl ?

• 6 or wait maybe 5 days a go .

• Aha…see you don’t even remember the date , let alone taking care of the poor self .

• Not true , Ive spent about 6 hours at a stretch with her, I bought her, her favorite leather she seemed quite pleased with me.

• So I see . ( eyes him )

• And your point is exactly ?.

• Out of the 6 hrs u saw her , 4.5 hr consecutive you talked about your achievements, awards, even your boss new hair wig was discussed !!

• Why yes and you have a problem because …..

• Because that’s all you did , u didn’t ask her how her day was ? who her new friends are , whats happening in granny town . Who broke their knee this time or who has the naughtiest grandchild among her wittingly-varing friends ????

• .I…i….never looked at it in this way

• Lie !! for you did but never re primed yourself

• Alright fine but asides that Im doing quite well , As for mother she understands that I love her and ill probably make her a surprise visit tomorrow . Not a big deal as you make of .

• Oh really ( lifts eyebrow in disbelief ) then why do I hear your wife crying pleas ?

• Crying ? why I believe you’re a little disorient of a fellow , shes right beside me peacefully sleeping.

• Or so you like to perceive .

• Of what reason have I given her to cry , I perfectly fit in the category of the best husband there is in this world …

• Why stop ! compliment yourself a little more , you have the whole night to yourself

• No, thank you and Im quite serious over here , I look after her well , get her the most expensive of brands , aha.. for I even shop with her and you would also like to know that I sometimes help her in the household chores ( exclaims with joy in eyes )

• Not enough , you should mean those things , I sense no feel

• But actions should speak louder than words , as for your concern not a typical husband for that matter , I also perceive it as my USP .

• Then not the best of the husbands also , let me enlighten you , your wife cant sleep at night because shes dying from an unrequited love , whose cause is unfortunately you !! you say you buy her the latest of brands but has she really asked for them ? you look after her yet you don’t communicate with her . You continuously shop with her for hours yet you cant decode the reason behind her smile . She feels isolated and robotic yet the thought of leaving you frightens her . Cant decide who’s in a more pitiful state , you for not understanding or her for not leaving ?

• Hmm ( goes speechless )

• Tell her that you love her

• My money , actions are futile what is the significance of this three-word letter then ….

• Everything you fail to perceive …..i cannot solve this riddle , for it is your road to carve but I will most-definitely show you the way .

• Oh well at-least my son’s there for me , I can count he understands . Women and their emotions are just beyond me ( heartbroken relaxes his head ).

• And why must I burst your bubble every single time… he wrote his daily dairy last night filled with hatred ….

• ( hand starts to shake ) of what reason ??

• You rebuked him yesterday out in the public , every eye navigating the poor lad . His self-esteemed tarnished and ego fueled , yes he understands very well of what a exemplary father you are !! much praise for you.

• I rebuked him for his good , he was being mischief and it was a dinner , I didn’t want any bad-talk out of it , hes my son after all !!.

• His own good ? or you perhaps don’t have the guts to hear of a tarnished image of yourself , your son misbehaving was infact a threat to your flawless image ?

• ( burst out ) LIE, LIE !!!! you , who do you think you are !! speaking all but rationality …you know nothing , I love my son, I have worked day and nights to give him the lifestyle he has now !! He is my everything .

• Hustle that tone , for I do have my logical stats to give …you rebuked him ,alright but then telling him how he should be more like you , how you were the perfect little boy …pardon for I don’t sense the right father figure here …

• ( eyes swelled , voice stammering , knuckles all tightened up ) and what do you pro…propose, wh…why .. bring me to this state ???

• Very easy Fadl ( the name means excellence ) , for nightmares don’t last long and you can escape , but the reality is besides you , concrete and defined giving you the power to turn this bundle of statistical math to form a paradise only dreams can offer , you’re a good man Fadl , but the self-centered , narcissistical behavior just holds you back . Evaluate , think , rationalize but this time let your heart do the talking and let the soul feed on. For nightmares don’t last long , they just don’t or ever will ..For nightmares don’t last long, they just don’t or ever will…For nightmares don’t last long, they just don’t or ever will……….
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As the soft transparent ray touches Fadl ‘s eye , he finds himself awake , whilst stretching himself out of the bed he sees his son playing playing football through the rear window. A flash of events cross his mind . He sits on the side of the bed overwhelmed . A voice , a voice very similar to mine I reckon that face , it was as if.. . Agh …um a strange state of affairs indeed .With that he gets up and heads out , closing the door he finds himself murmuring “ nightmares really don’t last long … about time I build our paradise ….