After all war had
been finished more than a year ago. The two neighboring countries started to
exchange their war prisoners. Almost everyone who knew Farad , was among the
crowd. He was back after eight years. He was arrested by the enemy forces in
the front line while patrolling. For the first couple of years his family was
not aware of his status, his mother was always waiting for a call or a a
letter, but days passed without single news from him. Finally the family was
informed by a formal letter signed by war prisoner affairs manager , that Farad had been caught by the enemy and was a prisoner. The event was confirmed
when the mailman delivered a letter form prisoner's camp. All rumors on his
death or disappearance were over, now they were over, now they were sure of
that , and at least they knew he was alive. Fatima was the first one in the
neighbor who was informed that Farad was alive. His sister Fereshteh had told
her about that, she knew Farad and Fatima were in love .
Fatima was always
thinking of him with her eyes glittering tear. A pretty young girl with long
black hair Fatima attracted any young man. She always had a great fear. And
that was forced marriage. Her father used to tell her "Young girl must not
say NO to all suitors such she will remain alone all her life". Fatima had
rejected many. She was waiting for Farad , her parents almost knew that but
first they thought she will gradually forget him and will accept another man.
That was why in the first years when Fatima had experienced a great deal of
pain .
Fatima could not
finish high school. She was in the last year when Farhad was arrested in war .
School was meaningless. She could not understand anything. She failed in her
exams and did not register the year after. But Farhad, almost thirty one now.
His hair all grey, his white bonny face was under a nice beard . His shoulder
bones were seen under his army form. His firm body now thin, his belt had made
wrinkles around his waist. Fatima was watching all these through the window
which overlooked the street and Farhad's house . If her sight was blocked by
people every now and then, she would relocate fast , not to miss a single
moment.
He was warmly
welcomed by attendant . He could not hide his front teeth broken in these
years. He was not permitted to send letters during his captivity for military
reasons, even for his family. He had sent only few letters. So he did not know
anything about the events happened around, even that Fatima's father had passed
away a year before. He saw Fatima's brothers in the people too. He asked his
sister Freshteh about Fatima.
"she is home,
looking at you through the window". Freshteh answered smiling. "She
has been waiting for you all these years" she continued happily Farhad
looked at the window behind which Fatima was watching the crowd and focusing on
him, he knew she was crying. He was both happy and embarrassed for causing all
pain to the people he knew, especially Fatima. He always had a mare and that
was losing
Fatima. Now he was really proud of her and wanted to shout and thank that loyalty. He asked his parents to do something and that was asking Fatima's family to agree for their marriage , just when they entered the house. "wait a few days, my son, we will so arrangements," her mother said astonishingly. "we have waited enough mom," he answered. While he was looking to the sky and his larynx was a bit larger than a normal, for his thin neck. Later in the afternoon he stood behind the window where he used to stay and watch Fatima before he was joining the army. He saw Fatima again and shouted with his mouth closed. "I love you."
Fatima. Now he was really proud of her and wanted to shout and thank that loyalty. He asked his parents to do something and that was asking Fatima's family to agree for their marriage , just when they entered the house. "wait a few days, my son, we will so arrangements," her mother said astonishingly. "we have waited enough mom," he answered. While he was looking to the sky and his larynx was a bit larger than a normal, for his thin neck. Later in the afternoon he stood behind the window where he used to stay and watch Fatima before he was joining the army. He saw Fatima again and shouted with his mouth closed. "I love you."
(story based
on real lovers)
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