My Hayat

Chapter 3

Hae thak gai pure 1400 words ka ye wala part lika hai. Acha haan suno malum hai thodi jada punjabi likh rahi hun but ye jo Mami ka character hai na wo hinds me proper nikal ker nahi aaega. So please 2 - 3 chapter's ke liye manage kerlo yaar please.
And also I know mami is quite rude in this. But this is how the concept is. And trust me Sana will receive a lot of love in future.

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Now mami fisted her hair and pulled her up.

Sana:- aaaaaaa..... aaaaaa.... Mami.... jiiiii.... aaaaa.... please...... aaaaa.... chod do please.....

She left her hair and cuped her chin.

Mami ji:- kyun karamjali... ab derd hone ka drama kerregi.... bohot per nikal aae hain na tere.... tu ruk...

Mami ji dragged her towards the kitchen.

Sana:- nai... nai... ma...mami ji... essa... essa... bilkul nai hai... Mami ji... me to... bs...wo

While looking for chimta mami ji spoke.

Mami ji:- hain... bs kya... simar ke liye dekhne gai thi kalij... bol ab...

Simar:- arre mummy mujhe nai jana kalij walij... wahan koi pdai thodi hoti hai... wahan to bs log azadi pane jate hai... apna mu kala kerrane....

Mami ji:- o taan menu Changi trhan jandi haan... tu rk jra... aj ennu me ni chadna... eda maku me he bnna...  ae garam chimta edde hthan nu lawangi... aj ton baad koi kaguj fden layup nai rena enne...

She was about to put hot chimta on Sana's palm when simar came and stop her. Then whispered in her ears.

Simar:- o mummy ji ruko... ennu chad do... papa ji da sukutar gali wich aa gya.... hum dono patented agr iski kharonch bhi dikhi to... isse kamre me jane do papa ji ke aane se pehle...

Mami:- haan gaal taan tu sahi kahi...

She turned her face towards Sana and threw her on floor.

Sana:- aaaaa....

Mami:- jaa... mer ja jake apne me... or 5 min me apna hulia sudhar ke niche aaio... je tu apne Mama ji de agge rona roya na apna taan me tenu jinda mardun smjh lagi.... dfa ho unn ethon di...

Sana didn't dare to look back and ran in her room after picking up her things from floor.

Entering inside her room she threw herself on bed and cried her hreat out. After almost 5 to 10 mins of her crying session she took out her parents photo and hugged it close to her heart. She again started crying.

Sana:- mumma ji papa ji... tusi menu kyon nai apne naal le ke gae... me we toade kol aana hai... me nai rehna ethe... me sachi college padne ke liye jana chahti thi... koi get kaam nai kerna chahti thi me.... Mami ji mujhe essa kyun kehti hain? Itna naraz kyun rehti hain wo mujhse?

Meanwhile she heard a loud voice of her mami coming from downstairs.

Mami ji:- Sana putter hath mu dholeya taan aja thale... putter tere mama ji aa gae ne... tera wait kerde ne... cheti aa ja putter....

Sana knew her mamu has come, because this sweet tone could only be heard when he is around.

Sana:- han ji aai...

Sana:- Mumma.... waheguru ji ko na please mera thank you bolna... aur bolna me unka wait ker rahi hun... bye... abhi jati hun... Mama ji ke samne Jane se pehle sub sahi bhi to kerna padega.... bye mumma bye papa ji... Sanu putu loves you a lot.