The cabinet minister’s residence was lavish compared to any house she had ever visited. The living room featured magnificent tapestries and antique furniture that combined elegance and extravagance. A steady flow of sunlight seeped through the huge windows, and the grandeur of the mansion transported Warda to the magical realm of “Alice in Wonderland.”
The maidservant led Warda to a desk covered tidily with an immaculate collection of books in English. Warda could guess that her pupil was trying to impress her.
“Salaam o Alaikum,” Saleha greeted the new tutor.
“I am Warda. Let’s settle down, shall we?” Warda gestured towards the chairs around the table.
“And, let’s just talk about you and me,” she said warmly, holding Saleha’s hands across the table.
Warda noticed that her student was compassionate, had a limited attention span, and would sometimes go into a state of deep reflection. This frustrated her teachers and irked fellow students, pushing Saleha deeper into her secluded inner world. One day, she broke down in front of her mother and withdrew from school.
Warda used to make the tuition trips on alternate days, with each session lasting about an hour and a half. She would have one hour with her group after school before the minister’s official car picked her up around three in the afternoon.
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She would always engage Saleha in non-academic conversation for some time before starting the official syllabus.
Saleha developed a solid attachment to her teacher. Everyone who saw her, especially her parents, could perceive the favourable effects of Warda’s guidance and compassion on her personality.
Saleha’s parents requested that she tutor their daughter on a regular basis following her transformation into a cheerful and communicative young girl, which significantly boosted their quality of life.
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Warda paused her lesson whenever she heard a pertinent conversation from behind the door to the minister’s study or the drawing room. She would then leave the study desk and move around the living room and hallway.
As soon as the talk concluded, she would quickly return to her desk, making an effort to be inconspicuous.
After a few months of tuition, Warda received the surprise of her life one day. Amidst her studies, Saleha abruptly started reading in a low tone from her notes about the launch of a major offensive against the resistance. She continued in the same tone as if she were reading from her textbook without looking up. The schedule, location, estimated troop strength, and type of ancillary support that would be deployed were all appropriately stated in the information.
Warda stayed silent because she knew that the night before, an important function had been held at the minister’s house.
She was terrified. She was aware that throughout her coaching, only Saleha was mindful of her somewhat strange behaviour. This revelation could either be interpreted as a divine miracle or as a devious plot designed by Satan to condemn Warda and her family to terrible consequences.
The information subsequently saved the lives of around sixty thousand Mujahideen and civilians.