A PARTITION

After one week it is a nice summer morning and everything is beautiful. The snow mountains now became green mountains spreading greenery in the vast valley and tall hills. The peak of the mountains still has some snow yet to melt but, they look like a white and beautiful lady wearing a green gown with red flowers and enchanting the sky with her beauty. Nature is always a bride to the sky but they never meet, and they live long protecting each other. Today also it is a Sunday morning and the sky is bright blue with white clouds, moving toward the wind. Poets also consider wind and clouds as lovers also called untouchable lovers.

The restaurant is closed today for half day, so I felt like going to Madrassa for morning prayers. I missed those teaching on Fridays because I was in a rush to go to a restaurant after namaaz. There are many customers on Friday due to weekends. As I am going on the way to Madrassa the beautiful sceneries refreshed my soul and made me energetic. The echoes of our summer days remain as flowers immune to winter chills. I closed my eyes and feel that the meadow and floral blooms were as much within me as they were around me, supporting my body upon the warm earth. Between the paving stones come blooms so bold and tall, giving their aroma to the summer-infused breeze. For these seeds of humble size and hue are the ninjas of the botanical world, born to shout loud of their graffiti-petaled beauty.

I attended the Madrassa and after listening I felt happy and refreshed. Before ten minutes of completion, I received a call from my uncle. I attended the call and his voice is shaky, I felt what happened to him. He said in a shaking voice that my dad has called us now. I was afraid that anything happened to him. I kicked my bike and reached home in fifteen minutes. I rushed towards the dad's bedroom and saw that all my brothers and sisters and family gathered there and they all were talking nicely. I saw Dad much better, but he is lying on the bed. I felt relieved and went inside. After a long chat, Father said," My children, grandchildren, and my brothers and sisters. I called everyone here to announce a very important thing my dears. I want to distribute all my property among you all. I was shocked to hear that. I asked him why you want to distribute all the property, Dad. He said," My son I am old and weak. One day I have to leave this world. Nowadays relations are arguing for property after the death of someone. I don't want that dispute in my family, Hence I am distributing the property equally. After he completed his talk, someone asked permission and entered and it was the lawyer and Dad welcomed him. He took some property papers from his bag and got permission to read them from Dad. He announced the distribution. The Garden and house are equally distributed between we four. The garden is half given to my sister and half to me. The school is given to my elder brother. In the end, he asked that if anyone has any objection please tell now after my demise you all should not fight for that. No one has raised any objection and the property is distributed accordingly. Hope you all like this part and after this, the story will be finished. Don't forget to support and comment on my work.