The dust of relationships

Oops! Saba, what is the condition of the room, everything is covered in dust. This room looks less and the junk more. Take care of cleanliness, how do you sit here? Hey sister-in-law, leave the border and come and sit down. Saba started making a place for her sister-in-law to sit while clearing a chair. Leave it, I can’t sit here in Saba, you know I’m allergic to dust. Saba also took her sister-in-law’s hand and brought her to the courtyard without being embarrassed. Sister-in-law, sit here and I will make you some tea. Amy has gone to the neighborhood and will be back soon. At that moment, my mother entered through the door and Saba spoke as soon as she saw them. Look, Amy came too. My mother took off the sheet and gave it to Saba and after meeting her daughter-in-law, she sat down with him. She began to inquire about the condition of her son and children. Saba started making pakoras along with making tea inside. He knew that his sister-in-law would be busy talking to him as usual. Although there were a million differences between my mother and sister-in-law, but they were also nieces and nephews, they also shared their sorrows. After the marriage, my mother shifted her brother and sister-in-law to a separate house very soon, so their relationship is going well, otherwise living in the same house would have increased problems and heartache. Seema was my mother’s niece. She was aware of his temperament and shifted to a separate house to avoid problems, which Abu had already named after his son. Saba and Saad are two siblings. She was doing her BA when Abu married a friend’s son. And six months after her marriage, Abu had a heart attack and died. It was a difficult time for the whole family. Saad, who was older than Saba and was about to complete his master’s degree, got a job on his seat in Abu’s office. My mother was satisfied that her son’s job problem was solved. Then my mother married Saad’s niece Seema a year later to alleviate the loneliness. He did this to strengthen the relationship with his sister and the happiness of the children was also in it, so despite Seema’s tenacity and stubbornness, he made a daughter-in-law that when the responsibility comes on her head, she will be fine. Two or three years have passed. But Seema’s mood did not change. After the birth of two sons, she became even more tense. When Saba did not have children, her father-in-law started mocking her. The doctor said that when it is from Allah Almighty, there will be children too. There is nothing to worry about. But the in-laws could not bear it for long. The husband divorced and remarried. When Saba came to my mother’s house, her sister-in-law’s mood got worse. My mother shifted Saad to a separate house. She wanted to see her son’s house settled, so she quietly parted. Saba also understood everything. Circumstances explained a lot. When I got a job at a nearby school, my busy time began to pass. My mother was always worried about him. She was trying to get married in a good and suitable place. But who would accept a divorcee so easily and when it was found out that the first divorce was due to not having children, people would back off further. When my mother saw Saba, she kept crying. This was the same Saba on which the hysteria of cleanliness rode. She cleaned the corners of the house daily and was still not satisfied. Bhabhi Seema would finish saying that I am allergic to dust. But now it is Saba who does not even look at the dusty things for many days. Now when my mother-in-law or sister-in-law would come, she would say, “Saba, what is the situation like?” The rest of the house would be cleaned by the housemaid now, but she forbade herself to clean her room. Amy would notice the pain hidden in his tone and keep quiet. She spent most of her time in her room. If he looked at dusty objects, he would see dust all his life. Relationship dust is more dangerous and polluted than that. He had endured dangerous accents from the poison hidden in the dust. She thinks that this dust can be cleaned with a little effort. But we do not see the beings around us. Who will clean this invisible dust? She would ask questions on her own and when she didn’t get an answer, she would get tired and stare at the dusty objects for a long time and think which dust is more painful.