Y is for Yumna

 

 

“Why is Bhabhi praying now? The panditji will be here any minute for the pooja.”

“She`s reciting a prayer for Ma- I think it’s called a Fatiha.”

“But why? Ma is a Hindu- that too a Brahmin!”

Yumna folded her prayer mat and smiled, “Are you worried that Allah will grant her jannant instead of Bhagwan welcoming her in swarg?”

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X is for Xia

 

 

She knew she could not live with him anymore. Not when he told her in the third month of her pregnancy. “It has to be a boy. There is still time. Let`s do the sex-determination test. I know a doc who will do it unofficially for us. It will save us from heart break later if it turns out to be a girl…”

She knew then that they had no future together.

***

It was time. She dialed the clinic. "My water just broke Doc.”

“Come now. Take a cab please. Don`t drive.”

“Yes.”

“You are almost there. What took you so long,” chided the doctor as they wheeled her in the delivery room.

In a few minutes she was holding on to a miracle. She kissed her little Xia.

"Xia? Unusual. What does it mean?" asked the doctor

“Sunrise.” she smiled weakly.

A new beginning.

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