I happen to assume a lot!

She opened the door of my room silently and stepped inside without making much noise, with her right hand she turned on the light and with the other, closed the door behind her. I wasn’t sound sleep anyways, and the bit of noise and the sudden brightness in the room had already distracted my sleep but I pretended like I was in deep slumber. I wasn’t in a mood to talk with her. We have had enough of the arguments in the morning. I was thinking why she was here at this part of night. “She must have woken up for fajar but she never comes upstairs”, I thought to myself. It hadn’t been even an hour that I was in bed. I had spent the whole night thinking crap…

She sat beside me on the bed and started stroking my hair. I turned towards the other side and she pulled the blanket all the way up to my neck. I felt something melting inside of my heart…She started stroking my hair again. After almost 10-15 minutes she picked the book from my side table and started reading the blurb. After she was done, she slowly got down the bed and slipped into her flip-flops. She progressed towards the door, I peeked from the blanket but saw her returning to me.

She amorously kissed my forehead and chin. I tried to pose asleep. At that moment, I just wanted to open my eyes and embrace her briskly but I was too occupied with pushing the flow of tears, and the guilt held me back from doing any such thing..

She closed the door after turning off the light and split. After she was gone I thought to myself, “Why the heck I don’t listen to her when she loves me so much. I happen to assume a lot and that’s where I mistake most of the time. Of course, I had assumed a lot of stupid things related to her too”

We had so many arguments about how and what I should do, and now when I think over those, I realize that whatever she wants is for my betterment. Taking me to shopping and forcing me to get involved in relatives is something I will benefit from in long-term and STILL I keep thinking that it’s her, who doesn’t understand me. Of course, she does; may be more than I understand myself. She conceived me and nobody could love me like her. I’m such an idiot, who thinks one thing and than forms a long chain of weird thoughts related to someone without knowing that whatever I assume is bogus and that the person has no such plans or thinking. Almighty, please help me out with maintaining a good behavior. I’m becoming a little too stubborn especially with her. I don't want to disappoint the few people, who truly love me...