There was an Iranian girl in our class who lived in a burka. It revealed just her fair little face.
Extremely reserved, she doesn't even laugh at the silly pranks that happen in class. Most of us believed that perhaps their way of having fun is very different from ours. While we roamed around in the campus indulging in all possible nonsense, this girl spent all her free time in the library. So she was labelled as the official nerd of the batch!
However, of the very few friends she had probably in the country, I was one. We have had discussions on lot of topics, but very rarely she talked about her home. But whenever she did, I felt her relationship with her folks lacked the intimacy and fondness that most of us shared with our family. However not much I know about her personal life as she never liked to dig out the grief and pain she buried in her black dress.
One day, she came to me and said, “I am sure we will not meet again. My dad wants me to go back, so I am leaving India” I could only look into her eyes in surprise and not react as it was not expected at all.
Saying that, with her nimble fingers she wiped off the tears that rolled down her cheeks and continued, “Thank God, I don’t have many people to say good bye. Here’s a small gift for you; it has foreseen my life. Please don’t forget me…” Her voice cracked as she gave me a book wrapped in silver cover. We hugged each other and even without looking at my face for one last time, she walked away.
She left our college during the time when social networking sites were quite unheard of. Before leaving, all she gave me was an email id to get in touch with. Sadly, I have not received any replies to the umpteen messages I have sent her. And she is not to be seen anywhere in the virtual world.
I only wish and pray that her life is different from the one told in the book she gifted me, “Not Without My daughter”.
“My dear friend, I hope everything is fine with you.”
If you have not read the book, you may read the synopsis here to understand what I am talking about.
PS: This post is part of the Write Tribe Festival of Words 2. The challenge is seven posts in seven days and this is the third one in the series, on the theme Books.