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Author's p.o.v
"The nation led by Muhammad (P.B.U.H) will never surrender!"
It was gloomy afternoon when Ali heard his mom shouting in lounge and he followed her voice.
"What happened mom?"
He asked encircling his arms around her mother's neck from back.
"This idiot!"
She threw cushion at Wali who dogged it expertly.
"I asked him to buy some grocery and gave him the list so that he won't forget what to buy but.. this brainless man forgot the list itself at home."
She said glaring at Wali who was giving her a stubborn grin.
"What you were actually thinking at that time?"
Ali raised brow at him.
"Its not my fault! Jitnay chakar yh ghr waly mujhse lagwaty hain itny chakar to washing machine ma kapron ko bh nh aatay."
Wali said making faces.
"What else you do except taking us out for some business? You don't even turn off lights and fan of your room after coming out. You drink water and put empty bottle in the fridge. You keep on dancing every time everywhere like gorrila."
She shouted and Ali sat on other sofa.
His one arm was around his chest with elbow of other arm resting on it and palm of same hand was on his mouth to hide his smile.
" Will you stop analysing my personality mom?"
Wali said rolling eyes.
"I haven't even started yet."
"And what you do? You waste battery of your mobile watching recipies of delicious foods and what you cool in the end? Bitter gourd!"
Wali said making faces.
"Ouch!"
Minahil put her palm on her heart dramatically.
"Isn't what you were doing mom? Personal attack!"
Wali grinned.
"You are useless!"
His mom glared at him.
" No! I am used as an example of useless!"
Wali said proudly holding his collar.
"You..."
"Don't forget that I breath put carbon dioxide for all these plants you have in your garden."
He said putting his sun glasses on.
Only he could say something like that cause he was Wali!
"Ruk ja zra!!"
She bent down to take her slippers while Wali quickly ran out laughing.
Ali too stood up.
His cheeks were hurting because of laughing too much.
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Almir was sitting in garden with his laptop on his lap when Wali came by his side.
"What ate you doing?"
Wali asked excitedly.
"What do you want?"
Almir saod coming directly to the point.
"Almir! I was thinking that everyone call me jobless. When I have degree of higher university of country in software engineering then why don't I apply for job?"
Wali said in trance.
" What? Are you Wali or some duplicate of him?"
Almir shouted in shock.
"End your drama already! For once I am serious."
Wali said rolling eyes.
"I sure! I am glad!"
Almir said composing himself quickly.
After few moments Almir was all ready to take Wali's interview.
"So Mr. Wali why do you want this job?"
Almir asked in professional tone.
"It is not your concern!"
Wali spat.
" Ah idiot! You have to answer my every question. "
"Fine!"
"So tell me why do you think that you should get this job? What's special about you?"
"Well you want an employee and I want the job so what's the problem in hiring me? And besides everything is special about me."
Wali said holding his collar and next moment earned a slap from Almir.
"Be serious donkey!"
"Fine!"
Wali sat straight rolling his eyes.
"So what you like to do?"
"Making memes on my family members."
"I mean besides that!"
"Oh I like to irritate Ayla tayla. "
Wali said enthusiastically.
"And who is that Ayla tayla?"
Almir asked making faces.
"She is... my uncle's daughter."
"Means your cousin?"
"Means my aunt's daughter."
"What's the difference in both?"
"What 're you so interested in my family? Be professional!"
Wali glared at Almir.
"You look rude!"
"Then don't look at me!"
Wali said turning his face sideways.
"Ok Fine! So what will you do if you get this job?"
Almir saod inhaling sharply.
"Show off!"
Wali shrugged putting his sun glasses on.
"Gosh!"
And after numerous sober questions and idiotic answers Almir was sitting with his head in his palms while Wali was whistling.
"Too much love for my fans... here there and everywhere...!!!!"
Wali said throwing kisses in air.
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Arsum was humming while sliding on the grill of stairs.
Hoorain was mopping the floor and he didn't know it but all his senses came back to their senses when he stepped on damn floor which she just mopped.
"Arsummmmm!!!!"
Hoorain shouted on her lungs making him startle.
"I am sorry!!!"
He grinned innocently but she was in no mood of sparing him.
Arsum got the hint and started running out but with Hoorain after him with mopping stick in her hands.
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It was 7 in the morning when Ali was mailing few files when his phone rang.
" Yes Zain?"
"Assalam o alikum major!"
Zain's voice rang from other side.
"Walikum Salam!"
"I just got a bad news."
"What's it?"
"Again one of our troops which was taking food items for needy people in interior parts got attacked. Few soldiers are injured. No loss of lives! Doctor Zafar is leading the cases of injured soldiers."
Zain demonstrated professionally.
"Call a meeting! It's not a good sign. We have been attacked second time and now we can't ignore it. All thanks to Allah that he guided the soldiers both times but we can't sit idle. I will be their in half an hour and hoping to see major Daniyal, lieutenant Muaz and Captain kashan along with their teams. Ahh and yes give a call to Squadron leader Fahad Ishaq and Aman Faheem on my behalf."
Ali said with his eyes locked on one single unknown spot.
"Roger boss! Any thing else?"
"Take the charge till you see me!"
"All clear major!"
Zain saluted and Ali hung up.
All the muscles of his head were popping up cause he was tensed.
The situation was not funny at all.
He had to take a serious action!
That's all he had in his mind but how? That's what he had to calculate now.
Just then Samahir entered in room singing Doraemon's song with Ali's coffee in her hand.
She didn't know what came under her foot and she fell on bed making whole mug of coffee splash on Ali's ironed uniform which was laying on bed.
"What the hell it is?"
He gritted teeth.
"I am sorry!"
She grinned innocently.
"Can't you be serious for a while? Peopel are dying there and here you are dancing. I have to leave urgently now what will I wear? Can't you use your these eyes of yours?"
He shouted angrily.
"Listen Samahir! It's high time for you to put some sense in your brain. You are not a kid anymore. A wife is meant to work side by side with her husband not to ruin every single work of her husband. "
He gritted teeth glaring at her.
"Allah knows till how long I will have to tolerate this nonsense."
He murmured and took his phone and glasses along with wallet and dashed out leaving her stunned.
"Your breakfast!"
She shouted from behind.
"Thank you so much!"
He shouted disappearing from her sight.
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It was 12 at night when Mahi was pacing in room waiting for Ali.
"I know it was my fault but he shouldn't be thus angry... ahm.. may be there was something very serious. May be he was tensed."
She was trying to make ends meet when her phone buzzed.
"I won't come home tonight!"
"Why?"
She quickly replied to Ali's text.
"I have night shift!"
Upon reading his reply she felt something drowning inside her chest.
Before she could reply her phone's screen light up cause of Ali's call.
"Assalam o alikum!"
He said.
"Walikum salam!"
She whispered back.
"Why haven't you slept yet?"
H
e asked.
"Ahh.. I was waiting for you."
"I am sorry!"
"For What?"
"For shouting at you. I was tensed."
"Its ok! It was my fault I got it."
They kept on talking and all their anger had already faded away.
Just then a thought striker at the door of her mind and she said it all as it is.
"Ok tell me why did you join army? I mean... I remember you were good in studies you could have gotten into any field then why army?"
"Army wasn't my option. It was my choice. A choice which I made with all of my heart."
He was taken aback from her unexpected question.
"What... if someone ask you to leave army?"
"Someone who?"
"Any one can!"
"Everyone knows my passion for my job so no one will dare to ask such question whose answer they already know."
"What if I ask you to choose between me and army?"
"Are you giving me choice?"
"I am giving you option."
"Then army will be my only option."
"So you can leave me but not army?"
"I can't leave both. Can you stop the blood flowing in your body? Can you stop your heart from beating? No! Army runs in my blood with my blood while you... you are the beat of my heart."
"What's the fun in fighting and wasting your life with weapons when you can spend it doing things that bring joy?"
She asked in frustration.
" You can say this cause you never wore this uniform. You can say this cause you haven't seen people dying as the target of unwanted terrorism. You can say this cause you are not a soldier. A common man can never know the feelings of soldiers. Who wants to fight? Who wants to spend his life with weapons? Who doesn't want to be with his family and loved ones? We strive for peace. Out aim is to make peace worldwide. Our war is not with countries not with its people. Our war is against terrorism. Our war is against every single soul who dares to walk on wrong path and make any innocent one target of his deceitful wishes."
"But you also kill people."
"People need to know the difference between self defence and terrorism. Humanity is the biggest of all. Even Islam teaches us humanity and love for mankind. The day when we wore this uniform we took an oath to spread Islam and Islamic teachings worldwide. To preach peace that's all we want and we do.."
"Don't you fear death? You know a single bullet can pierce your heart and your all these determinations can be left incomplete."
She asked in heavy voice.
"Who can know this better than one who had been burrying bodies since young age? You know it's never easy to bury your buddy. Let me say this the one who lives only for shahadat (martyrdom) doesn't fear death. Those are great who choose shahadat over life but the ones who are being choosen by shahadat it self are the greatest of all."
He said slowly.
She knew he was smiling.
"What exactly you guys are?"
She asked getting stunned.
"Bravery!"
"Huh?"
"The word that defines us! We are Mujahids and a Mujahid never dies! They die to live eternally! As Quran says it all," Think not of Those, who are slain in the way of Allah as dead. Nay! They are living. With their Lord, they have provision."
"If a war starts and I don't know where you are then where should I find you?"
Mahi asked after a long pause.
She was now in whole different mood.
"In the names of those who died with their boots on!"
"I... guess I am sleepy."
She said slowly.
Samahir had no more courage left in her to talk woth that much passionate and determined man. For once she forgot that he was her Ali. Her husband! She was feeling that she was talking to a soldier whose blind spot was only shahadat. Who couldn't see anything and anyone except.
For once she wanted him to feel the way she used to feel for him. She wanted him to be afraid of going away from her as she was fearing to lose him.
"Sure! But I know you are Brave! So damn much Brave! You will get over everything.... Even if you are welcomed with a coffin wrapped in green flag on your doorsteps.. instead of Ali with open arms."
His voice made shivers ran down her spine.
He was saying further but she was not listening. His voice was continuously ringing in her head
" Take care! Allah Hafiz!"
He said and hung up without waiting for her reply.
A lone tear slipped down her cheek at his love for his country.
" I can't let go of you. No and never! No matter how brave I can be.. I will always be afraid of lossing you..!!"
And that's the moment when she burst into ocean of tears with her face in her head.
"But no.. hiccup... You will never understand this... You are not Samahir na.."
Now she realized that how difficult it is to be the wife of a soldier.
On the other hand Ali was sighing heavily.
He was laying on the bonnet of car with his gaze on sparkling stars.
He wanted her to know all of this.
"I said all these things purposely. I want you to stay prepare mentally. You said right! A single bullet can pierce my heart and end my life but at that moment when that bullet will pierce my heart, my heart will still be chanting your name. You want me to quit but you don't know that I have come far away from the option of quitting. Now even looking back will be considered a sin for such people whose rows I am standing in. It's better to die with bravery instead of regret in your heart. You will get over it! You will!!.. Even if you are welcomed with coffin.. instead of me.."
He whispered to himself.
For once after so many years his eyes were teary.
"Just remember that... even time won't be mine but I will still be yours! Ànd only yours!"
He sighed smiling sadly.
May be that's how love treates people!
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