Author's POV
"Ya Allah please zyada dard na ho" she prayed in her mind settling herself on the patient's seat.
"Pehle dun krne ke liye injection lagana hoga" said the dentist.
"Ok" she whispered meekly and let the dentist do their work.
"Aah" a small shriek left her mouth as the dentist started doing her work.
"Nhi Seher aese mt kro" said the dentist.
She tightly closed her eyes as she felt something pull out from her gums.
"Lo hogya" said the dentist and continued to instruct her
"Baat nhi krni h, or thanda hi khana h, ice cream khani or dard ho toh ye dawai lelena. Namak ke kulle zroor krna din mein 3 dafa. Yaad se" giving her medicine.
Anesthesia was taking over her mind but she composed herself and asked for a rickshaw driver to drop her to the desired place.
Today she have stay at her phuppo's house coz her father has to go out of town and no one was their to struggle.
Her phuppo Naziya's house was near a village area which was a little because of her husband. Suddenly tye auto rickshaw stopped. It happened so suddenly and hastily that she didn't get time to comprehend what is happening.
Someone dragged her and covered her mouth with a cloth. She was already under the effect of anesthesia now this made her more out of her conscious.
She was not in her senses when she was pushed in the car. Opening her eyes she can only see things with blurriness in her eyes. The voices seemed to heavy and blurry to be heard clearly.
《《《《《《《《《》》》》》》》》》
"Salam Ruqaiya Begum yeh rha apka tofa kesa lga apko" said a man in his early 40's passing the girls body to the maid.
"Hnm, bht khoob Jahan sahab jaiye ab aap ja skte" she ordered waving her hand amd kept another pan in her mouth.
After sometime when it was lats evening Sehar threw a fit as the people was not letting her out of the room.
"Aye ladki kyu hangama macha hua h tumne" a voice boomed in the room making her halt in her position.
"Pehle mujhe batye kyun bulaya h mujhe yha, mujhe mere ghr jane. Mene apka kuch nhi bigada" Sehar said joining her hands as she was too tired to understand anything. She said whatever came in her mind.
"Jb hmne tumhe yha bulaya toh mere alawa kisi ki himakat nhi jo tumhe aese yha se bhejde" Ruqaiya Begum said in her stern tone.
"Or 3 din baad tumhara programme h chup chap tayyar ho jana, wrna tumhare Abba mere admiyo ke haath mare jayenge" passing thiz order she went away locking her door from outside.
"Kya yhi thi meri zindagi. Yhi ki mein akhir mein ek tawaiif bnjaungi" she murmured and cried as her body shook with her each sob.
At the other hand Daniyal suddenly felt uneasiness and couldn't find a way to make himself calm. Taking his keys he went towards the door just to be stopped by his father
"Tum itni raat ko bahar nhi ja skte"
Instead of listening to his father he moved closed the door.
"Tumne suna nhi mene kiya kha" asked his father with anger evident in his voice.
"Nhi, nhi ayi sunai. Mere kaan kharab ho gye h. InshaAllah 30 February ko naye lgwaunga" retorting back he moved out hastily and drove to his desired place. Masjid.
After parking his bike he went inside and made ablutions. Seeing the time he started his Salah. And soon found himself relaxing.
After his Salah, he started making his Dua
"Ya Khudaya tu hi dono jahano ka malik h, tune hi duniya banayi h tu hi qayamat layega.Mere Maula meri ghbrahat ko khtm krde. Muje sirf halaal chizo ke ird gird rkhna. Ya mere Maula uski hifazat krna" he don't know why he said the last sentence. But now he was relieved.
After sitting there for sometime he went out after giving zakaat. Before he can start the engine a call halted his moments.
"Are bhai kha h tu" asked Niall as he picked the call up.
"Waleykumassalam" he replied sarcastically.
"Hn hn Assalamualaikum. Bhai woh na mene shrt lgai h or mein phs gya hu yha" Niall sounded stressed.
♧♧♧♧♧♧♧♧♧♧♧♧♧♧♧♧♧♧♧♧♧♧♧
"Are tumne suna Professor Malik ki beti kidnap hui h" said a girl.
"Acha! Mene toh suna tha ki woh apne aashiq ke sath bhaag gyi h" said another girl.
"Are mujhe toh lg rha h ki woh khi intakaal kr gyi h" said her friend.
"Allah na kre! Kesi baatein kr rhi ho tum. Bhale se hi hm nhi jante h unhe gir tum aese kese keh skti ho" first girl scolled her.
^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
"Aap kuch kriye meri beti mujhe nhi mil rhi" Malik was too broken by the information that she was kidnapped.
He was informed that she didn't reached his sister's place that day. After listening this he came living his work half done.
Here his sister's mental health too was disturbed with the information. All were disturbed by the information.
Police was too investigating the matter. Somehow the rickshaw was found and driver too. Driver was too terrified to hide something so he blabbered everything infront of the officer.
"Woh muh pr kapda lagaye hue bht hi hatte katte admi the. Unki kaali wali van thi" he informed them.
"Sahab mein nhi janta woh kon the mein toh bs madam ko unki jagah pr phunchana chahta tha or apne rizk ke liye kamana tha" he continued.
"Acha acha thik h koi plate number gadi ka jo yaad ho" officer asked.
"Nhi sahab, lekin meri rickshaw ke mene camera lgawaya tha agr woh kaam kre toh aap istemal krle" answered the driver.
"Chalo thik h" said the officer and asked the constable to look over the camera.
"Aap hosla rkhiye Malik sahab apki beti mil jayegi" said the officer with assurance in his voice.
■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■
"Bhai yeh thi teri shrt toh mein ja rha hun" said Daniyal and tried to free his arm from Niall's grip.
"Bhai usne yhi shrt rkhi thi" Niall sounded stressed.
"Mein khud yha nhi ana chahta lekin bdle mein jo usne rkha mein usse dr gya tha" he continued.
Before Daniyal can make any other excuses he heard a familiar voice.
Aaj jaane ki zid na karo
Aaj jaane ki zid na karo
He moved forward to hear the voice clear. Reaching the main area he found it decorated with several colours of fairy lights. And candles burning. A girl made him wear the gajra on his wrist though he didn't want to.
He reached the main hall and her voice filled his ears making him shock. The earth beneath him slipped and he stood there watching her moving swiftly on the soft background music.
Waqt ki kaid mein zindagee hai magar
Chand ghadiyaan yahee hain jo aazaad hai
To be continued......
YOU ARE READING
♡ 𝑫𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒌𝒉𝒕 𝑬 𝑰𝒔𝒉𝒒 ♡
Short Story𝑰𝒔𝒔 𝑫𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒌𝒉𝒕 𝒌𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒓 𝒑𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒆 𝒑𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒉𝒊 𝒉 𝒆𝒌 𝒏𝒂𝒚𝒊 𝒐𝒓 𝒖𝒏𝒌𝒉𝒊𝒃𝒊 𝒅𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏....❤