IlZAAM (Blame, Accusation)

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'Muhabbat muqaddar hai koi khawab nhi...
Ye wo adaa hai jis me koi kamyaab nhi jinhein panaah mili unhein ungliyo me gin lo..
Jo barbaad huye unka koi hisaab nhi...'
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it was dark.with complete perfection,as depression overshadows a restless life and there is not even a trance of happiness left in the life of sufi.

   her life was destroyed by the arrival of a boy named mehmat one evening.but mehmat alone was not involved in the destruction of her life.some other people were also involved in its distruction like ....rahbani..

    rahbani,an angry painter,the creater of an unfinished masterpiece,is the main character of this story....

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''bolo kyu kiya tum ne mere sath aisa .....?jawaab do mujhe....''the had just left the hotel when that boy named mehmat came out from nowhere and come infront of them once again.sufi was scared and hide behind hisham.

(tell me,why did u do something like this with me?answer me)

''tum...tum ho kon bastard...''hisham grabbed him by the neck with both hands.

(u..who are u bastard)

''ye tum mujhse nhi apni biwi se pucho...'' said mehmat ,looking into hisham's eyes he said with so much confidence that hisham's hands loosened automatically.

(u should ask ur wife,not me)

''sufi ,batao isse k tum isse nhi janti ho.''

(sufi ,tell him that u don't know him)

''mai tumhe nhi jaanti...tum ye baat samajh kyu nhi jaate...akhir ho kon tum...mai to tumhare naam se bhi waqif nhi hu.''

(i dont know u,why don't u understand who u are?i don't even know ur name)

''achi adakari kar rhi ho anjaan banne ki...''

(ur acting well to be unknown)

''dekho mister ....ye kisi tarah ki galat fehmi hai.hosakta hai tum mujhe jo samajh raho ho wo mai na hu.''

(look,sir it's also kind of wrong.maybe i am not what u think i am)

''acha...aur tumhara naam...''he said sarcastically.

(good and ur name)

''ye bhi itefaq ho sakta hai.''

(this can also be a coincidence.)

''tumhara surname....pakistan.lahore....kiya ye sab jhoot hai.kiya tum ek saal pehle turkey nhi ayi thi.jis douran humari muhabbat parwaan chadhi.''

(is ur surname ,pakistan,lahore everything is lie.didn't u come to turkey a year ago?during which our love grew.)

''ye malumaat to koi bhi le sakta hai.ye kon si itni badi baat hai.na jaane tum kon ho....tumhare kiya irade hai.kiya maloom hume kisi baat par blackmail karna chahte ho.''

(anyone can get this information.what's so big about it.i don't know who u r.what are ur intentions.do we know that u want to blackmail us)

''mera irada tumhe blackmail karne ka hargiz nhi hai.abhi mujhe ye sabit karne do k tum meri sufi ho.''

(my intention is not to blackmail u at all.now let me prove that ur my sufi)

''thik hai .bolo kiya kiya jaante ho mazeed mere baare mai...''

(okay.tell me what u know more about me)

''tumhare walideen(parents) fout (died)hochuke hai .tum ne apne walid (father)k dost k ghar parwarish payi hai.tumhari family mai sirf ek chota bhai hai.tum ne tennis star banna tha.lekin ban na saki.tumhe siyahat(tourism)ki shoq hai.koh pemai(climbing) ka bhi...is k baad mount everest......agar in mai se koi ek bhi baat galat hai to mai chup chap yaha se chala jaata hu.''

  mehmat was speaking in a monotone and sufi was watching him.his information was very accurate.sufi .she was thinking that he should say something wrong and that she would remove his wrongness,but nothing like this happend.

    after reading sufi's surprised expression,a smile appeared on mehmat's face.he had come to know that this is the sufi whom he was looking for.

      ''tumhare iss tarah mujhe bina bataye jaane k baad mai ne tumhe kaha kaha nhi talash kiya sufi...tumhari saari dosto se mila,un se tumhara pata pucha,lekin kisi ne bhi mujhe tumhara pata nhi diya.shyd tum unhe mana karke gyi thi.itni narazi....ladayi jhagda kaha nhi hota meri jaan...lekin itni naraazi to ach baat nhi hai.ye kaha ka insaaf hua sweet heart.....''

at his word sweetheart ,hisham heart wanted to break mehmat's mouth,but now he began to think himself as the third person between the two of them.the conversation between sufi and mehmat seemed to hisham as if he was going to intervene between two people.

''agar abhi bhi naraz ho to mai tum se maafi mang leta hu meri jaan...paau pakad kar maafi  mang leta hu.''he was about to fall at sufi's feet when she took a step back.

''door ho jao mujh se...mai tumhe nhi jaanti...pata nhi kiya chahte ho tum mujh se...''sufi held her head .she was close to crying.

  ''thik hai.agar meri batayi sari bateein  jhoot hai to mai chala jaata hu yaha se....dobara tum se raabta karne ki koshish nhi karo ga.lekin batao....kiya ye bhi jhoot hai.''

mehmat took out his mobile phone and placed it infront of sufi and hisham.there was sufi's picture.he was swiping and showing many pictures to both of them.countless.in the pictures sufi was standing next to mehmat.and surprisingly,it was sufi's appearance a year ago when she first come to visit turkey.sufi's head began to spin.

''keh do ke ye tum nahi ho.tumhari koi hamshakl hai.shyd aisa hi ho.ye tumhari koi humshakl hi ho.lekin kiya tumhari gardan(neck) ka til(mole)bhi jhoota hai.?dekho isse...kiya tumhari bhawoo(eyebrows)k darmiyaan pada cut ka nishaan bhi nazar ka dhoka hai.''

sufi was looking everything with surprise and hisham used to look at the mobile sometimes and also to sufi.....

''mujhe  nhi pata tumhare sath khadi ye ladki kon hai.lekin ye mai nhi hu.har giz nhi hu.mai tumhe nhi jaanti....tumhare naam ko bhi nhiii..''

''ab ye matt keh do k rahbani ko bhi nhi jaanti...''looking into her eyes he said.

''kon rahbani....?sufi looked at him questioningly.

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to be continued....

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