I am Ahsan, an employee of a private firm and father to 3 pretty daughters. Their chirrup and innocuous pranks make my days on earth a constant joy. Most of the days, I return home only to hold court, entertain their petty problems and resolve them. They gather around me like song birds, each willing to fill me in on the day’s events, first.
In a society where pitying parents, for having a daughter is normal, I am raising 3. When my first daughter was born, relatives patted my back with a melancholic expression and told me to be patient. So naturally you can imagine the kind of sympathy I got on my third daughter’s birth. I always enjoy their stupid looks and fallacious ideas.
Yesterday, while “holding court”, I asked my eldest,
“What would you wish for, if a Genie could grant one wish of yours?”
“I would ask him to take me on a world tour!” She replied excitedly. I felt glad I hadn’t told her that by Genie, I meant myself. My salary certainly didn’t allow such expenses.
My second daughter piped in,
“I would ask him for all the books in the world and a library of my own.”
A library. I made a quick mental note that I’ll build them a shelf in a corner of their room. Surely that would count as one. Both my daughters were bright students and a library would help them more.
My youngest daughter didn’t look as eager to answer my question. She was deep into her thoughts. I nudged her and asked her what she would ask for. She hesitated, then brought her lips close to my ear and whispered, “I’ll ask him to make me a boy!”
“But why sweetheart?”
“So that daadi would love me and stop telling me that I am a burden. What is a burden daddy?”
©2012. Habiba Danyal.
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Linking up with Trifecta: Week Thirty-Six.
This week’s prompt is:
1: a : a normal line
b : the portion of a normal line to a plane curve between the curve and the x- axis
2: one that is normal
3: a form or state regarded as the norm : standard