Hanna tried to keep a straight face. Tasnim understood what that meant. Not knowing what to say next, Tasnim took a sip of the black coffee in front of her. She was then transported again to a memory that did not seem familiar.
' Really? That's how you think love should be?' the undergraduate Hanna asked Tasnim, a sceptic tone apparent.
Tasnim has always avoided confrontations. If anything, she chose to agree to almost anything that Hanna said. It was so much easier to do so rather than facing the fact that they were at odds.
' Really?' Hanna asked again.
' I mean, maybe she did not know that the husband is unwell. At first!' Tasnim added when she saw that Hanna was about to pounce on the statement. ' maybe she just got to know about it long after that and it was way too late. They were married already.'
Hanna seemed to be absorbing the information, sitting on the couch with a hand under the chin.
' Hurm. Couldn't she escape?'
' But they are married!' Tasnim tried to drive the point further.
' Ok. Yeah, that would not be too easy,' Hanna said slowly. ' Ok, I get you. It's those who knows what's going on and still decide to go through with the person.'
' But, we don't know. Maybe that person has their reasons!' sensing triumph, Tasnim tried to sell her idea.
' Reasons or excuses?' the plan seemed to backfire. ' It is fine as long as the person is strong enough to carry the other person but this is modern age, we are the NINJA generation...' and Tasnim's mind glazed over.
Ah NINJA generation. No income, no job, no assets. Hanna's argument will make sense as she will the launch into another lecture on economics.
So, here was where Tasnim kind of freaked out. Hanna's approval will be important; that was what people expect from close friends. And now, Adam was having this.
' Aneem?' Hanna touched Tasnim's arm. Suddenly, Walk Away from franz Ferdinand filled the space. Saved by the bell.
' Hanna, my mom,' Tasnim gestured to the phone before heading out to the balcony. A smile hung by her lips.
' Really? That's how you think love should be?' the undergraduate Hanna asked Tasnim, a sceptic tone apparent.
Tasnim has always avoided confrontations. If anything, she chose to agree to almost anything that Hanna said. It was so much easier to do so rather than facing the fact that they were at odds.
' Really?' Hanna asked again.
' I mean, maybe she did not know that the husband is unwell. At first!' Tasnim added when she saw that Hanna was about to pounce on the statement. ' maybe she just got to know about it long after that and it was way too late. They were married already.'
Hanna seemed to be absorbing the information, sitting on the couch with a hand under the chin.
' Hurm. Couldn't she escape?'
' But they are married!' Tasnim tried to drive the point further.
' Ok. Yeah, that would not be too easy,' Hanna said slowly. ' Ok, I get you. It's those who knows what's going on and still decide to go through with the person.'
' But, we don't know. Maybe that person has their reasons!' sensing triumph, Tasnim tried to sell her idea.
' Reasons or excuses?' the plan seemed to backfire. ' It is fine as long as the person is strong enough to carry the other person but this is modern age, we are the NINJA generation...' and Tasnim's mind glazed over.
Ah NINJA generation. No income, no job, no assets. Hanna's argument will make sense as she will the launch into another lecture on economics.
So, here was where Tasnim kind of freaked out. Hanna's approval will be important; that was what people expect from close friends. And now, Adam was having this.
' Aneem?' Hanna touched Tasnim's arm. Suddenly, Walk Away from franz Ferdinand filled the space. Saved by the bell.
' Hanna, my mom,' Tasnim gestured to the phone before heading out to the balcony. A smile hung by her lips.
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