Shaima: (With anger) ah.. ha.. What is this God… I am sweeping the yard every day and once again the wind brings all the mess back… I am totally tired… the devil is saying to cut off all the branches of the tress to get rid of this mess… (Sound of knocking the door)
Shaima: (Shouting loudly) Who is at the gate?… come in… the door is open…
Rahila: (With Joy) Hello Shaima Jan… how are you?…
Shaima: (With Joy) Hello to you Rahila Jan…welcome… how is it that you come towards us… how much shopping you did?… give it to me… give it… give it to me to put it there… (Sound of putting the plastic bags)
Rahila: (With anxiety) thank you sister… I feel ache in my hands…
Shaima: (With Joy) come… come… sit here… I think you have purchased the whole market…
Rahila: (With anxiety) do you know that I was been to the market… in the market there are many good things… winter shoes… winter clothes… what a nice coal heaters are there… I thought to tell you; if you would like to purchase… otherwise during the winter it would be expensive…
Shaima: (With sadness) with which money should I go to market?… my husband doesn’t have that much salary… during the 12 months of the year I am not seeing the market…
Rahila: (Seriously) don’t let her like this… my cousin is also disabled from one hand… but he is very sharp… he is entering everywhere… also have a good salary… tell your husband to work in many places… no problem that he is disabled… he is a man… he should be able to bear the expenses of his wife and children…
Shaima: (With sadness) swear to God that you are right… let him come home; then I will tell him.
{Music}
(Sound of wind and shaking of branches and leaves of the trees)
Shaima: (With her) other women have also life and homes and I also have… I have a wish in my heart to wear proper clothes… leave the children… they are always looking at the other children…
(Door opening sound)
Shaima: (with sadness) hello;… hope you are not tire… welcome!
Man: (With tiredness) wish you long life… what is the problem… why are you sitting in the wind outside the building… come… come… it is cold… let go inside…
Shaima: (With anxiety) you go inside; I will come… Farida is inside; she will give you tea… (Calling) Farida… Farida daughter… pour a glass of tea to your father…
Farida: (Replying) sure mummy…
Man: (With hurry) what is the problem wife? How much sad you are… is everything ok? Something happened or what?
Shaima: (With Sadness) no there isn’t any problem… but the winter is near… the children don’t have clothes… I also don’t… very good things have come to the market… you haven’t bought the winter wood… now what will happen:
Man: (With anxiety) the God is kind wife… don’t worry… I will do something…
Shaima: (With Sadness) Farida’s father… can’t you get another job as well… from morning to afternoon in one place than from afternoon to evening in another place… like this you may have good income…
Man: (With anxiety) if I was ok and health then it was possible… but now as my right hand is not working; who will give me job… the job of the warehouse keeper I found was with many problems… but I will again talk to the director that include me in the overtime list… it is ok that I will come late home… now stand up and let go inside… I am to tired…
(Sound of pouring tea in the glass)
Shaima: Grand-mother please have some tea… you have done a good job to come… I was really missing you
Grandma: (With Joy) Thank you grandma…I was also missing Farida…
Farida: (With Joy) mummy; whenever my grandma plant to go home back, I will also go with her…
Grandma: (With kindness) I am going back home tomorrow… then you come with me… Shaima daughter where is the father of Farida… it is 6 O’clock; before this he was coming earlier…
Shaima: (with anxiety) I don’t know… I think he is looking for a job!
Grandma: (With Kindness) I think he has left his job or what?
Shaima: (With Sadness) no grandma… in the office he is a storekeeper… but I told him to search for another job as well… if he works in two places… then he will be paid better… currently he has a very low salary and it is not sufficient for us…
Grandma: (With anxiety) why you have asked him like this; it is a sin; his one hand is not working…Who can do more than this, wish he won’t face any problem!
Shaima: What should I do grandma… we cannot manage with his salary… he is a man… let him struggle… work in some places… what deficiency do we have from other people?
Grandma: Don’t be ingratitude daughter… the much he is working is bravo for him… I have seen some people that they are making pretexts and don’t work at all… but thanks to God… Farida’s father is really working hard… don’t take it so serious… his one hand has problem… if something wrong happened then you will be penitent…
Shaima: Then what should I do?
Grandma: Manage the situation…. From the ancient time people are saying that less eat but always eat…
Message of Drama: We should expect based on the needs of the disabled people, if we expect more from them then we will put them in danger and it will disappoint them.
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