The violet // / .نص مترجم .بقلم الاستاذة القاصة هند العميد

The Violet
What are you going to bring me on my birthday?
She said these words as she laid her head on his right shoulder so spoiled and ….. as if this handsome 20 years old boy is the pure personification of honesty. 
Mary is just a sweet and dreamy girl always drowned in her imagination and fantasy as if this was her shield against the cruel world and harsh reality of life.
She was 10 years senior to Wasim whom was in his twenties this age gap seemed to be unseen for Mary nor it was recognized by her mind as she had believed that all those words of love (philandering words) which Wasim was excellent in using them whenever he liked to do so.
Wasim raised his eyebrows to answer her question about the gift as if he was thinking thoughtfully about the stable present to bring her in her birthday.
“I will bring you violet ” he said after he heard a melody of a song from the seventies . 
“what is that? “she said as she lifted her head towards him and asked smiling

“ I don’t promise things that I cannot do. I promise that you will never forget it or maybe it will be a name that I might call you with”
She smiled on his words and said “I hope I Can make use of it” and they laughed together and she lied her head back again on the shoulder in response he warmed his shoulder around his. 
Mary’s life was full of disappointments and despairs and she would not ever would have hoped that she would settle and life might just smile back at her.
And she has always sought protection from Wasim although his life was not better than hers yet because of her age she had have her fair share of defeat in this life.
Wasim changed towards Mary. She would not hear sweet words from him anymore , and if he was to speak and meet her he would only say words that make her feel bad and meant to cause her hurt and pain. Soon she found herself trapped no escape she wallowed in her own pride, a pride that would make her and due to her age from tolerating the insult of being ignored from one hand and being captured by his sweet words that makes her go back to her childhood from the other.
And in her moment of despair she is surprised by the presence of Hussam whom was a mutual friend between her and Wasim he has always took care and supported her whenever she needed honesty in every time when her world turned black cause of Wasim.He was her breath of life that would save her from drowning whenever she cried wondered and sought help he was the only one to respond to her prayers and agony his hand was always there to provide her with security and Compassion.

She did not know the reason behind this caring or what it really meant to have this friend by her side who was pretending to support her she believed in him just as she gave her trust to Wasim she felt safe however she did not give a chance to be careful for moments she felt that she has to stop this sanctuary feeling before it is too late.
Wasim and many were detached on a spiritual level and as the time passed by the gap between them grew larger and after a year and just before her next birthday.
“ I promised you of an unforgettable gift now I will give you something , Happy Birthday Violet”


Hind Al ameed.