Evil and Virtue
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shivered while reading the newspaper; the news
was no different than any other day, this time a local bank was looted by some
bandits and the culprits who were behind it were impossible to be traced, the
police had been tracking them for a long time but unable to find any clue or
trace which could lead to them. Those were not some bandits, one of them was my
husband: my husband who was the best husband and not to mention, the best
father in the world. My husband had no choice, he had to do something to earn
for his family. Our family had faced many problems, people are changed due to
the circumstances and surroundings, time brings more difficulty, moment after
moment, doesn’t matter if it is a good time or a bad time, it always changes.
It can shift one’s emotions; it can strip smiles of human beings and replace
them with tears in their eyes. I was happy, my family was happy but one day our
lives were completely changed abruptly, I never imagined this could happened
but one can never be so sure that what is going to happen, because life is so
unpredictable. One has to be on his toes every moment. My husband worked in a
pipe factory, he did not received a very handsome income but all of us managed
to live happily with it, I, my husband Tahir, our little son: who could barely
speak and my mother and father in laws. We were living in a small house which
consisted of only 2 rooms, it was a small house in the bastee. We were living
on rent, the owner of this house was a very mean man, he was not so wealthy but
he used to earn satisfactory money by collecting the rent, his late father
owned this bastee at some point of time; he was a very nice man but his son was
a totally opposite to him; mean and arrogant. He wore a typical punjabi dress
which was the shalwar qamiz. Every month he came to the baste and asked for
rent. My husband had brought a lot of toys one day, that was the very day when
my little Imtiaz was born to me, I was very happy, all my happiness came to a
sudden end after some time later when that mean person appeared to collect his
rent, unfortunatly we did not had the money to pay our rent because my husband
had already spent his money on the new born baby’s toys. The mean man came and
started to knock the door really hard and shouted,
“ Come out you rats, pay me my rent
“
My husband said that he would go
and tell him that we were short of money and we will pay as soon as we get the
money. But the mean man was way to much hasty and he demanded the money at the
spot, my husband tried his best to convince finally he gave us 3 more days, we
had to pay the rent in 3 days which was near to impossible, apart from the
household bills, we had to cook meal for everybody, we had to run our house.
After those 3 days my husband and I along with our child went out to seek some
job to earn money, but we failed eventually. When we returned home we saw that
the main door of the house was unusually open, the house was totally messed up.
A large shriek blew my mouth open when I entered my mother and father in laws
room; it was blood everywhere, the room was terribly disordered and stains of
blood had covered everything, the corpses of my mother and father in laws were
lying there. I started to shout and cry, my husband stood there for a long
time, then he fell on his knees and started to weep on the death of his
parents. A piece of paper was forcefully stuck in the mouth of his father, he
took it out and it was written on it that, “ If you do not pay the rent soon,
same will happen to your wife and son “. My husband was enraged, he took out
his axe from beneath the bed which he used to take to the factory, he went to
the house of that mean man and killed him, he chopped pieces of him and putted
it into a sack and burnt it. Some group of people had noticed his actions,
those were not some group of people, now those people had become the companions
of her husband in looting and killing people for money. They forcefully made my
husband to adopt this path of evil and sin, my husband had no choice he had to
do something, at that point of time we seriously needed financial support only
after then we could mentally strengthen. I tried to warn my husband not to walk
on this evil path, but he refused to listen to me. Even my morality corrupted
when I used to get whatever I wanted with so much money. but I had a strong
will, I did not wanted my child to bare the evil deeds just like his father was
doing, times forces us to do many things, but it is based on our will power
that which way we choose, the right way or the wrong way. I loved my son even
more than my husband, I wanted to educate my son, I wanted my son to be pious
and to always walk on the paths virtue. I always prayed that God may protect my
child and to keep him safe from even the shadows of evil.
Somebody
knocked at the door rashly, it was my husband. I opened the door; he came in and
gave me a big huge and said,
“ Sweetheart do you know what have
I brought for you ? “
“ I do not want anything, I already
have everything, you and Imtiaz, I want nothing more, I just want you to leave
everything what you are doing “, I replied with an outbreak of emotions
“ Oh please not your moral speeches
again, the world is bad and cruel, nice people have no place here, I got my
parents killed of beings nice, If you want to fight the devil, you have to
become a devil yourself , besides we would not have been able to build this
beautiful big house in such a neat location if we had sticked to our moralities
“ , He replied angrily
“ Tahir we do not need all this, we
are just happy with each other, we do not need anything else, what if you get
killed in a police encounter, what would become of me, what would become of
your son; who has not even uttered, PAPA yet. All your black money will be
nothing more than a pile of dust.
“ Here, I have brought you a new
dress, the one you always asked me to buy for you “
I took the dress silently, at that
time Imtiaz came crawling to his father, his father picked him up and kissed
him on his forehead and started to adore him. I shed to tears the moment I
witnessed a miracle, Imtiaz spoke for the first time:
“ Pahh-ppaaa , papaaah dnn behh bad
“
I was amazed how a little boy could
speak such a phrase for the first time, Tahir and I shed to tears but these
tears were of happiness and bliss. Eventually my husband considered that the
words which Imtiaz spoke were a message of the Divine. My husband abandoned his
path of sin and reformed himself by coming closer to the religion. Now my
husband owns a general store and financially; we said good-bye to all our
problems. Now I am sure that my son will become a good human being, despite all
the sins and evils in the world, he will find ways to glorify the power of
virtue and goodness.
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