Mi Khwahid

Part 1

Sabeeha's introduction:
Sabeeha muneer Mr Muneer Raza ki ekloti or laadli beti h... sabeeha ka bra bhai arslan muneer shadi shuda h or ek bete ka baap bhi....jb k sabeeha ka chota bhai umair muneer America m apni studies complete kr rha hy or in dino Pakistan aya hwa h.....
Sabeeha ek 23 saal ki mature lrki h....wo engineering kr rhi h.....
Saira's introduction:
Saira bano ek ghareeb maa ki ekloti beti...saira ka baap uski pedaish k 6 mah bad hi is dunya se chl bsa...tab se saira ki maa logoo k kpre si kr or un k ghroo m kam kr k apna or apni beti ka peat palti hy...
Saira ek 19 saal ki bholi c lrki hy....government school m wo FA k 2nd year m h....prhai ka use koi khaas shok nhi pr apni ama k lie wo roz hazri lgwane a jati h or imtihaan m mar mar k pas b ho jati...
Sabeeha POV:
"Mom aj phir....! Oh no!"me dressing table k samne apne baloo ko set krte hwe kehne lgi
"Sabeeha tmhare dad ne specially tmhara kha h..mjhe kuch nhi pta koi acha sa dress select kr k btao m razia se keh kr press krwa deti hoo"mom apna hukm de kr chli gy or mjh se poocha b nhi k me in roz roz parties se tang a chuki hu....is qadar gandi nigahoo se log ghorte h...kehne ko to yh sb prhe lkhe h...
Mene apna wardrobe khola or ek simple si black frock jo paoo tk ati thi wo nikal li or razia ko khud hi de ay...
Ab jana hi prhe ga...:/
Saira's POV:
"Uth ja sera...kb se pri so rhi h"ama jo do teen dfa mjhe uthane ai thi ab chuthi dfa ai thi
"Achaww!!"me uth kr bethi or ghri ki traf dekha to abhi 8 bje the
Mene jb idhr udhr dekha to ama mere eid k kprey istri kr rhi thi or khud bhi saaf kpre pehne the...
"Khala yh len me le aya"mohid meri khala ka beta kmre me aya or hath me pkre samoose pkore table pr rkh kr chla gya
"Ama mene tjhe mana b kya tha...kitni dfa thukrai jao gi me.."me uth khri hwi or ama se jghrne lgi
"Chup kr ja.....sadia apa keh rhi thi yh log bht ache hy...lrka b kisi college m wo jo bethe nhi hote dakhil hote hi...wo he"ama jese phr se umeed bandhe bethi thi
"Phr jb tuj se jaheez mange ge naa to..."me abhi bt kr hi rhi thi k ama ne mjhe jhirka"chup kr ja.......or chl ja nha le...wo log ane hi wale hoo ge...or thori si surkhi b lga li.."
"Bs yh akhri br ho gi....me koi showpiece nhi hoo"me ghusse se istri hwe kpre le kr nahane chli gy
Pta nae eid k bd me yh kpre kitni dfa phn chuki thi...pr hmesha mere ghareeb hone ki wja se me thukrai jati koi meri khobsurati nhi dekhta tha....kaash ama tu meri jga ek beta peda kr leti...tou b nkhroo se zyada jaheez wali bahu le kr ati.....
Mr Muneer Raza POV:
"Tum ne sabeeha ko keh dya h ya bs bethi gadi garm kr rhi ho"mene samina ki traf dkh kr kha jo kb se apne moo pr mukhtalif creams lgane m msroof thi
"G..mene keh dya h" jahil aurat ki traf se jwab aya
"Tum rho gi whi..samina begam beshak jitni creamey lga lo"mjhe us do takee ki aurat ko dkh kr ghusa ane lga..
"Ap to bs har wakt meti bezti hi krte rhte hy...mene kia kia nhi kia ap k lie"wo boli
"Ehsaan nhi kia,..acha me b kis k moo lg gya hoo"me ab or uski mnhooc shkl nhi dkhna chahta tha...abhi mjhe raat ki party ki tyarya b dkhni thi jo meri nae textile industry ki khushi m arrange ho rhi thi...
Shaheen bibi POV:
"A jy g hmare ghareeb khane m"do aurate jo sai ban than k ai thi m unko under le ai.....
Mene un logo ko kmre m bthaya...wo idhr udhr hiqarat se dkhne lgi...
"Sera!!!"mene sera ko blaya jo kb se kmre m ghusi hwi thi
"Asslamo alikum!"meri beti...mera dil b dukhta h jb use tukhraya jata hy...pr m kia kroo beti ka farz b to pora krna tha naa...or wo hmesha akhri bar ka kh kr phr logoo k samne a jati
"FA kr rhi h meri sera or daswi m bhi saat so pentalis number lye the"me un logo ko apni beti ka btane lgi jo un do auratoo k drmyan bethi thi...
"Kon sa srf istimaal krti h ap log"un m se ek naak chira kr boli
Sera n meri traf ek sard nigah se dkha....uski taleem ka jwab yh tha
"G sufi soap"mene b chup kr k jwab de dya
"Acha..."ab dono nak chirane lgi...
Mene apni bsat se brh kr unhe khlaya pr kbhi wo smoso me nuks nikal leti to kbhi khti cheeni zyada hy
"Ab tu khush hy dkh li ab bhi kuch nhi bne ga"unk janay k bd sera mjh se kehne lgi
"Acha chl ja prh...mera sir na kha"yh kh kr m brtan uthane lgi or us se chuo kr apne ansoo poche
Umair muneer POV:
"Sabeeha chlo bhi...tum lrkia b naa"me sabeeha k room m gya jis se abhi tk earrings decide nhi ho rhe the
"Mair sab sabar kre ap ki bewi ay gi naa tb ap ko pta chle ga abhi to ap ki yh behn bht khyal krti h apka...acha chlo " at last us ne black nd white tops pehne or mere sath a kr gari m beth kr gy...
"Kon se restaurant m h aj ki shaandaar party " Sabeeha ne gari ka drwaza bnd krte hwe kha....
"Today's grand party is in Marriot "mene b moo ko uncha kr k kha
Mene black pent court pehna tha sabeeha k according m bht cool lg rha tha but yh to tb hi pta chle ga jb me Marriot m phunchu ga nd lrkia mere peche peche
"Arslan bhai chle gy?"sabeeha n mjh se poocha
"Yes madam bs hum hi late hoo ge.."mene use ese kha jese cheif guest to ate hi late hy
Usne moo chra kr mjhe chup kra dya...
"Saboo"me us se koi bt krne hi lga k
"Don't call me saboo...ah! My Name is sabeeha..S ,A ,B double E ,H nd A"wo to jese ghuse se lal ho gy...me use aksar saboo khta jb me chahta tha k wo sai tapee...
Saira's POV:
Meri mjboor maa....kitni zilat sehti h...kash me or vo b ameer hote...me sari raat roti rhi...sbha uth kr college ki rah li...or kia kr skti thi me...
"Ama m ja rhi hoo"ama n mjhe raat se nhi cheera tha wo janti thi k mjhe dukh hwa h un sb ki batoo se...sbha m khud hi tyar ho kr bahir nikli or ama ko btane lgi jo lkrya jala kr chae bna rhi thi....
"Shkr hy meri bchi...ja tu prh...prh kr bri afsar lgi...phr sb se ache srf se tere kpre dho gi m"me janti thi meri maa mjh se zyada dukh m h...chae pi kr m college chli gy jo mere ghr se do glyo bd tha
College ja kr mjhe pta chla k aj beenish saeed a rhi h...aj hmare college m wo apna morning show kre gi...
Me bht khush ho gy mjhe to wo sb se achi lgti thi...khala k ghr aksar m uska morning show dkhne jati thi...
Me or hania bht khush the...college me stage sjaya ja rha tha...beenish g khi nzar nhi a rhi thi...hm sb ko stage k samne khra kia gya...sb ki nzre beenish g pr thi..achanak ek traf se wo ati nzr ain....mjhe to bht heerat hwi tv m kitni pyari lgti h kitne pyare kpre hote h pr haqeeqat m koi 1500 ka suit or dheer sara face powder lgaya hwa tha...stage pr a kr idhr udhr nachne lgi...kitni izat h iski is bhadi ko bhi.... log itna chahte h..or ek me hoo itni khobsurat pr log mjhe thukrate hen ku??
"Good morning Pakistan k sath m hoo ap ki host beenish saeed"wo camere m dkh kr kehne lgi...
Wo bolti rhi or m bs yh sochti rhi k iski kitni izat hy...pesa jo hy is k pas...
"Kon sa srf istimaal krti h ap?"yh jumle mere kan m bjne lge...meri maa ko kitni aziat hoti h bs is pese ki waja se...
Show khtm ho gya or m bs yhi sochti rhi...
"Sune beenish g se m mil skti hoo?"me wha bhagte ek lrke ko kehne lgi
"Tum mjhe hi de do jis b cheez pr autograph lene"wo kala or mela lrka mjhe kehne lga
"Are nhi mjhe koi bt krni h"me ne us se kha
"Kia bt?"wo mjh se pochne lga
"G...wo mjhe b kam krne ap logo k sath..Khuda k lie"me uski minte krne lg prhi...
"Hmmmm!!shkl to achi hy..."wo mjhe ghorne lga
"Acha wo hmare director sahab hen un k pas jao"wo director ki traf ishra kr k mjhe btane lga
"Acha shukria ap ka boht"me director ki traf brhi...
"Sir!"wo khpgi insaan jis k bal bikhre hwe the meri traf mutawaje hwa
"Hn bhi kia msla h?"ciggerate ko jlate hwe mjh se poochne lga
"Sir plz m bht mjboor hoo mjhe..mjhe b kisi drame m le ay"mene kisi b trah apni bt use smjha di
"Chlo chlo tum jesi lrkia bht dkhi h..."wo ciggerate ka dhua mere moo p marte hwe kehne lga
"Nhi sir me bht mjboor hoo ap jo khe ge m kroo gi..."mene himat ki apni maa k lie...
"Kuch b kr loo gi..."wo mere qareeb aya...me dr kr do kdam peeche hwi...
"G,.."kanpti zubaan k sath m kehne lgi...
"Acha...kia nam h tmhara"wo apni jeb se kuch nikalne lga "G saira bano"mene use apna nam btaya
" Acha Yeh lo kl a jana koi role dlwa doo ga..."wo mjhe ese kehne lga jese use yakeen tha k me nhi ao gi...pr mene bhi soch lia tha bs ab or nhi....or khud ko pamaal hote nhi dkh skti thi...
Sabeeha's POV:
Party m enter hote hi meri nzar mom dad pr prhi...wo mere lye entrance pr khre the
"Sabeeha itni der"mom ne ghuse se mjh se pocha..
"Mom yh mair sab hi itni der krte h...me to kb se ready thi"mene sb kuch umair k sir dal dya jo mjhe khooni nzroo se dkhne lga
"Ab tum yh fazool ki investigation khtm kro gi"dad ghuse m mom se kehne lge nd phr hm ne entrance pr hone wale is drame ko khtm kia
Dad hmesha mom ko ese hi treat krte the..wo yh b nhi dkhte the k km az km logo k samne to unhe ese treat na kre but...mere khyal se is m mom ka bhi kasoor hy wo b itni bezti k bd bhi dad k age peechey hi rhti h...
"Ladies nd gentle men...Welcome to this grand party..."dad stage pr khre kehne lge
"Jesa k ap sb jante hy yh party hmari new textile industry lgne ki waja se di ja rhi....so ab me apni is industry ka name announce krna chahta ho,..yeh industry mere chote or ladle bete k nam pr chle gi...The Umair textile industry"dad ne bht josh me industry ka nam announce kia or mene umair ki traf ese dkha jese wah mair sab ap to cha gy
Party sarted,,,mom aunties k sath msroof thi,..Umair apne purane bchpan k dosto k sath or m side pr khri Marriot ko observe krne lgi,..coz mjhe kisi chmak chlo k sath ja kr fazool k fashion trends discuss nhi krne the
"Sabeeha!"dad called me...jo k mjh se kuch door khrey apne friend se bat kr rhe the
Moo se ane ka ishara kr k m unki traf brhi...
"Ao beta"dad b meri traf ay...
"She is my barbie doll sabeeha muneer raza"dad ne mera introduction apne kisi friend ko dya....dadi k friend ka beta jo ek number ka lofer lg rha tha..mjhe unhi gandi nzro se ghorne lga.,
"And this my son Usman Ahmed Jahangeer"uncle said to me...
Mene hlki c smile ki nd us lofer insaan ne meri traf hath brhaya
Me bht confuse ho gy mjhe us se hath nhi milana tha,..me itni b gy guzri nhi hoo
"Asslamo alikum"mene bht araam se use kha
Yh sun kr usne apne brhe hwe hath ka mothi m duba kr niche kr lya
"Sabeeha!"dad n mjhe ghusse se dkha
"Hath milao usman se"dad jese mj pr chekhe
Me herrani se dad ko dkhne lgi....wo yuh kese keh skte hen...me unki beti unki izat...wo kese meri numaish kra skte hen nd opper se is gnwar lofer lrke se hath milane ko keh rhe h...
Sari zindagi lrkio ko izat ka lecture dya jata he,..or phr ek din khud hi apni izat ki yuh numaish ki jati h
Me us se slam nhi le skti thi...me wha se muri or ek kone ki traf brhi...
"Aha wo shrma gy h,...bchi h naa"mene akhri bt dad k moo se suni.....
Me apne dad ki ese bezti nhi krwana chahti thi m kbhi bhi yh nhi chahoo gi k wo kisi k samne jhuke but!!!!
Me ek jgah ja kr khri ho gy
"Tum yha khri ho nd arslan tmhe kb se dhond rhe h"sania bhabhi jo jewellery ki dukan bni hwi thi mjhe kehne lgi
"Ku"mene apne opper control kia or bhabhi se poocha
"Tum chlo khud hi pta chl jata hy..."bhabhi n kha or m babhi k peeche chlne lgi
"Aree yh a gy sabeeha...."bhai meri traf brhe or apne kisi friend se mjhe milwaya...theek tha km az km us usman se to 1000 drje behtr tha
"Nice to meet u"us ne mjhe kha
Me hlka sa muskray jb k mere cherey se saaf zahir tha k mjhe koi problem h
"Sabeeha yh azlaan hy...mera friend abhi do din pehley hi London se aya h"bhai uska intro dene lge
Arslan bhai or baba bht hi business minded the....nd ab mjhe smj a rhi thi k aj specially mere tyar hone ka ku kha ja rha tha or mera ku intazar kia ja rha tha.......
Aj jese mera wha sans ghutne lga....me umair se keh kr jldi ghr a gy..
Mohid POV:
Mene saira ko chat se ghr ate hwe dkhe...aj usk cherey pr ek chmak thi...umeed thi...me usk peeche bhaga..mera or uska ghr sath hi jura tha...
"Sunoo"me sans lete hwe kehne lga
Wo drwaza khtka kr peeche muri..."hn kia h?"
"Bri kush nzar a rhi ho?"mene apni asteene chirate hwe poocha..
"Tmhe meri khushi nzr a b gy"wo whi khre mjhe kehne lgi
Khala ne drwaza khol dya...
"Asslamo alikum ama"wo salam kr k under chli gy
"Khala kesi h ap?"mene b khala se rwayti swal poocha...
Me nhi janta khala n kia jwab dya..me uski traf brha jo hr wakt us ek kmre m ghusne ko tyar rhti thi
"Hr wakt bs jal kukri hi bni rha kro"mene us se kha
"Mohid k bche!"wo shaed khush thi isi lie age se sari hwi shkl na bnai
"Abhi to meri shadi b nhi hwi...bche kha se a gy"mene b age se ghisa pitta mzak kia
"Acha btaoo na...ku khosh ho"me jo janana chahta tha wo to m bhool hi gya
"Awe e tmhe btana zroori ni"us n yh kha or kmre ka drwaza bnd kr dia
Tum mjhe ku nhi btati....bs yhi gila h mjhe,...tum mjh se apne dil ki bt nhi krti ku??
Hammad Sahir POV:
"Call uthao beha..."me kb se use call kr rha tha but wo pick hi nhi kr rhi thi
Mene ek akhri try ki nd usne call pick kr li
"Kya hwa h tmhe...fone ku nhi utha rhi thi...?"mene beha se poocha jo age se bilkuk chup thi..
"Kuch nhi..."Kuch der chup rehne k bad usne jwab dya...
"Tell me kya hwa h?"mene thora skhti se poocha
"Hammad kuch nhi hwa or agr kuch ho b to tmhe btana zroori h kia.."jese use kisi bt pr ghussa tha or wo pehley ki trah mjh pr utara ha rha tha
"Han zroori h ku k tum mjh se muhabbat krti ho"mjhe ajeeb si becheeni hwi
"Hammad!!!"usne mera nam lya or jese uski ankho se ansoo phothe
"Bolo!!!"mene bht pyar se us se kha
"Tmhe pte aj baba nd arslan bhai ne mjhe pta nae kin kin ajeeb logo se milwaya.....nd baba unhoo ne to had kr di wo mjhe us lofer se hath milane ko keh rhe the..."usne rote hwe apne dil ka sara ghubaar nikal dya
Yh to ameeroo k chonchle hote hy sabeeha...me tmhe kia keh skta hoo...me tmhare lye kia kr skta hoo....:/
"Tum tension na lo...acha tmhe ek happy news deni thi..."
"Kya"wo wese hi rote hwe kehne lgi
"Samra baji ki mangani ho gy"mene use btaya
"Achaa...mukbarik ho tmhe"wo jese hlka sa muskray
Mene pyar to kr lia tha pr srf krna hi to pyar nhi hota....meri 3 behne behane wali thi...prhai b scholarship pr thi...sabeeha ko me aj tk kuch b na de ska..uski birdays pr ek phool de deta or wo bht kush ho jati...hmesha us k lie pese bchata pr ghr m koi na koi ese bt ho jati k m sabeeha ka haq udhr lga deta....