Story behind the “Pink Window” :
Four sweet girls, around 10 years old and younger, are on the back seats. “Baba”, that’s what they call their father, is driving fast. Girls are screaming extremely excited and ask their father to drive faster. “Faster Baba, faster.” They laugh to choke and their happy, loose bodies fall on one another like an ice-cream melting on its cone.
It is Summer and Baba has been rolling down all the windows and the roof top is open. So, sometimes girls stand on the seats and keep necking out of the roof top screaming and laughing freely. The wind blows away their words as well as their happy tears and their beautiful hairs.
“Faster Baba, faster.”
The car is one of the old versions of Citroen, invented during the second world war and probably one of those which was assembled at that time, but still running around. Girls love their old car better than “Doctor” uncle. Their Citroen gives them a better jolt when Baba is driving over the bumps at high speed like a tempest.
One night, their mom was loudly complaining about the financial struggles they have been going through and at that night the kids learned that “Doctor” uncle’s car was way more expensive and the amount of red meat they ate was way more than what they had per week. They also discovered that they belong to a lower financial class family and “Doctor” uncle and his family are hiding many events running in their house from their family. That was their mom’s perception that was never proved even years after.But the girls still loved their Citroen better than the uncle’s car because “Doctor” uncle would never drive that fast and he would never let his kids stand in his car or even sit without seatbelt fastened. He was too strict and they didn’t wish to have him as their father even though they could eat more meat.
Baba is driving fast.
“Oh, Baba two more bumps we’re approaching. Don’t slow down. Promise? ”
Girls still laughing like drunks and can’t pronounce words properly, swept by the wind and their endless joy.
Baba has a deep satisfaction smile on his face, trying to act like a normal Chauffeur. Just because mom is seated next to him and yelling at him like hell, complaining that he is like a “puppet for his kids and he does whatever they want. He never has a discipline and that is why he is not successful like his “ Doctor” brother. “
Baba pretends, he is zoned out and he is preoccupied with his driving so he can’t hear her or the girls.
But his inside was full of joy of his little kids. It was the only thing which mattered for him.
“Oh Baba, we are approaching the pink window. Make sure you slow down. We want to see if we can figure out who is living there.”
Pink window was one of the landmarks on their way toward uncle Ahmad which belonged to someone obviously with very tight finances. Even tighter than them. Someone living in a neighborhood called “Jail Garden”. Jail Garden didn’t have a good reputation and most of the laborers in the town lived there.
Anytime they were driving to uncle Ahmad, girls liked to touch the landmarks so they would feel in control of the car and its Chauffeur.
Pink window had a story or maybe not. Kids never discovered that. The only thing they wanted to do was to throw a little pebble and break it down. No one in their town designed their windows with a plastic dark pink colored like that and that image had been bothering them for ever and they were curious to know who was living there and why they used this cheap plastic sheet. Perhaps after their normal glass window was broken by kids playing soccer outside, next to the house.
“Here we are Baba. Don’t miss it. Slow down Baba. The light is on and seems like someone is walking inside .”
“Baba stop. We like to break the window down.” And they kept laughing like drunks.
That was the way the conversation was running around the Pink window any time they were going through Jail Garden to visit uncle Ahmad.
They visited uncle Ahmad every week when kids were small for years and this conversation was going on for years .
Kids never broke the pink window. Baba never took their talks seriously either. They just enjoyed being with their “family”, the “Pink Window”, the “Bumps” and the “Jail Garden” .