Tuesday, 21 November 2017

Part 1 : Khuda Aur Mohabbat


Ajeeb hai na zindagi…kaha pe lake maarti hai…insaan ke khayalat kabhi waha pe pohnch bhi nahi sakte….par kya kare…jaisi b: hi zindagi hoti hai…usko accept karni parti hai…Allah ki raza me raza hona parta hai…par kabhi kabhi khayal aate hai…ke Allah hamare saath hi aisa kyu karta hai…akhir humse aise konse Gunah ho gaye hai…jinki Allah hume itni badi saza de raha hai…….lekin…..hmmmm…..chalo jo bhi ho…insaan ke haath me kuch nahi hota….jo karta hai wo Allah hi karta hai…



Jaise mere zindagi me ho raha hai…jab paida hui to mama is duniya se chali gayi…Allah tala ke pas…aur phir baba ne bhi mujhe apne aap se dur kar diya…ek hostel me bhej diya…parhai ke liye….aur ab wo chahte hai ke me wapis aa jau…kyunke……kyunke wo meri shaadi apni bhai ke bete se shaadi karwana chahte hai…jaha itni qurbaaniya di zindagi ke liye….ek aur sahi…

with love riddhima…

Riddhima closed her diary and started to pack her bags….she has been living here in Birmingham since she was just 6….she did all her studies here…she never saw her dad…not even on vacations….her dad always send her money…so that she didn’t have to ask for it….but he never knew that all riddhima wanted was her fathers love….not his money…

Her flight will be tomorrow….tomorrow she is going to end her life with her own hands….her best friend muskaan was sitting right next to her….

M: tu yeh kyu kar rahi hai ridzi..
R: tu phirse shuru mat ho ja…hum is bare me baat kar chuke hai…
M: lekin mujhe samajh nahi aa raha ke tu yeh kyu kar rahi hai….tere baba ko teri kabhi fikar nahi thi….to tu unke liye itna bada sacrifice kyu de rahi hai…
R: isme sacrifice ki kya baat hai muski….mene is rishte ke liye is liye haa ki hai…kyunke me bhi yehi chahti hu…aur baba ki bhi yehi marzi hai…aur agar wo kush hai is rishte se to mujhe kya problem ho sakti hai..
M: yr tu siddhant ko jaanti tak nahi hai…
R: to ab jaan jaungi usko….apni aane wali puri zindagi meine uske saath guzarni hai…
M: tu bohot galat kar rahi hai ridzi….aur teri parhai ka kya hua….tu to doctor man na chahti thi na….to phir ab kya hu….
R: me apni study waha pe complete kar lungi…its not a big problem…
M: aacha…aur agar tere hone wale husband ne ijazat na di to…
R: to kya hua…me yehi samajh lungi…ke study meri kismet me hi nahi hai…
M: yrrr…ridziiiiiii…

muskaan stood up and hugged riddhima….riddhima tried to control her tears….but she couldn’t. she just let them fall….

M: ab tu roo kyu rahi hai…
R: kyunke me tujhe miss karungi na isliye….
M: ha ha….jaanti hu me sab ke kitna miss karegi….

Tomorrow riddhima said good by to muskaan and went inside the airport….to catch her flight to Pakistan…

Pakistan; Karachi..

the boy drove with his bike in the college…all his friends admired him…he had such a great body…and the girl were all in love with him….but he had only a one bad point….he was a player…he never took relationships seriously…he always used girls like tissue paper….
All the girls knew about his bad habit…but were still ready to go out with him…be it only for some time…

A other boy came running to him…

B: armaan…tu aa gaya…tu phirse late hai..
A: ho to kya hua Rahul…mujhe aaj tak koi fark parha hai jo ab parhega…
R: lekin armaan..
A: shut up Rahul…aur mere homework kiya tune..
R: haa kar liya…
A: to khare ho ke meri shakal kya dekh raha hai…de mujhe…

Rahul gave armaan his homework…armaan snatched it…and left it from there..

R: dekh lena armaan….wo din bohot jaldi aaye ga…jo tumhari puri zindagi badal dega….tumhe logo se pyaar se baat karwana sikha dega…tumhe logo ki izzat karwana sikha dega…

Rahul left from there too…armaan entered his class…

T: armaan tum phirse late ho..
A: to me kya karu…aap class hi itni jaldi start karti ho…
T: watch out ur tone armaan…
A: sorry MAM…

armaan put up his hands in defence…he wasn’t in the mood right now…he didn’t know….but something was disturbing him…it was like…something is going wrong…he wasn’t feeling very happy….but the main problem was he did not even know why…

T: so listen guyz…in days…hume ek new student join karegi…wo birmingham se hai…aur wo apni study yaha pe complete karegi…I want u all to accept here in this class….and Armaan..
A: yes…
T: stay away from her….hum sab jaante hai ke tum kaise ho…so stay away from her…

armaan didn’t say anything…he just looked at right where his so called girlfriend was sitting…he whispered in her ear…

A: aaj raat my place…

then he stood up and left the class….the teacher called after him…but he never listened…

he directly went home and slept for hours…and in night he went out to party hard….and forget all his pain…all the pain he got from Allah…from everything he went through….from his bad nightmares….just from everything…he also forgot that he called his girlfriend for the night…

His girlfriend was standing outside his house and ringing…but no one opened the door…

G: ek din aisa zaroor aayega armaan…jis din tum kisi ke pyaar me tarpo ge…meri tarha tum bhi us ke darwaze ke bahar khare hoge…lekin wo tumhare liye darwaza nhi kholegi…tumhe ek din zaroor pyaar hoga…phir tum samjhoge ke pyaar ka matlab kya hota hai…ke pyaar me kitni takleef hoti hai…phir tum samjhoge…ke jin jazbaato ke saath tum khelte hona…wo haqeekat me kitni takeef deti hai….

Next day, Airport…

Riddhima arrived in Karachi and as she expected her father wasn’t here to revive her…she pushed the thoughts aside and got in the cab her father send her…

she arrived home and saw her dad…she wanted to rush to him and hug him…but he stopped her with a hand sign…

S: tum abhi takhi hui aaye ho…jaa ke soo jao…kal se tumhara clg yaha pe start ho raha hai…tum apni study yahi pe continue karogi…
R: lekin baba…

Shashank looked at her with big angry eyes…riddhima stopped saying what she wanted to say…and looked at the floor…

S: agle hafte tumhe siddhant aur uski family dekhne aa rahe hai…unke aane se pehle apne aap ko thora sa saaf suthra kar lo…me nahi chahta ke is rishte se wo inkaar kare…
R: jee ba…

before riddhima could complete her sentence Shashank already left from there…riddhima wipped her tear and brought her luggage in her room….then she went down in the kitchen and looked for something to eat…

she found some leftover….she warmed it and took it to her room…in the balcony…she was sitting there and eating….when she suddenly saw a boy jogging…he had very big muscles…his hairs so thick and black…she couldn’t see his face because he was at a distance…when the boy turned another street…riddhima came out of her thoughts…

R: yeh kya tha riddhima….tu pagal ho gayi hai…tu us ladke ko aise kaise dekh sakti hai….yeh galat hai…tu bhul mat ke tu yaha pe kis liye aayi hai…

riddhima put her food back in the kitchen and went to bed…to rest for sometime..

While jogging armaan felt someones eyes on him..when he turned in another street…he stopped there and looked back…to see if someone was behind him…but he couldn’t see anyone…suddenly he saw a girl in a balcony…she was looking at her hands…and talking with herself…her long black hair were coming on her face…she was beautiful….she looked like an angel to him…he looked her turning and leaving from there…armaan turned back and was shocked about his thoughts…

A: armaan tu pagal ho gaya hai…focus yr…

both were broken from inside…the only difference was…riddhima plastered always a smile on her face to hide her pain….and armaan hide it behind his rude behaviour and attitude…
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here comes part one....really hope that u enjoyed it...and i hope my writing is not as bad as i think...and u all still enjoy reading my stories... :D

with love Amna <3

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