Part 34: {The Other Side: Abeda} I still remember the day my big brother got married. I wore a mint green dress, and silver pumps, and carried a small bouquet of white flowers. I was so excited that Azra had asked me to be a bridesmaid. I thought she was so pretty, and its not often that the grooms family is part of the bridesmaids, or so I heard the aunties say. That made me feel extra special. I was still in grade 4 then. I remember when they left for their holiday (honeymoon) I was so sad that I couldnt go with. I remember Azra saying This child just hangs on to me! I thought that was a good thing at the time. When they got back, I had made her a pretty card, and got flowers from the garden and put it one of mummys fancy glasses, and put them on her dressing table. When I went to greet them when I came back from school, the flowers were gone and my card was in the bin. It might seem a small thing now, but to a 9yr old it was a big deal! I knew then that my dream of learning how to put makeup like her, or practicing to walk in her high heels or doing the things that my friend did with her sil wasnt going to happen. But somehow I still tried to gain her approval, to get her to like me. I kept thinking maybe if was fairer, or if I made my hair pretty like hers, or if I spoke like her in that white-school style...but nothing worked. Everytime I would come to her room door I would hear her locking it, and the one day she told Faizel to have a chat with me that I shouldnt just barge in like that even though I always knocked... and barely a few months later, they moved to Joburg. Faizel promised that I could come visit them during school holidays, but that never happened, and eventually their visits to Pmb got fewer and fewer too. As I grew up, I saw less and less of them, Azra especially! Faizel would still make quick weekend trips once in a while, but she never came with. Byt the time I reached high school and then varsity, I pretty much lost interest in the both of them, I only ever called when it was the boys birthdays, or eid... But now, that Ive met my Mr. Right (
Posted on: Mon, 20 Oct 2014 08:02:23 +0000
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