"Don't tell me! Imama, kya tum waqai mangni shuda ho?" Zainab ne Javeria ke izhaar se heran ho kar kaha. Imama ne Javeria ko ilzam bhari nazar se dekha, jo sharmindagi se usay dekh rahi thi. "Usay mat dekho-mujhe dekho aur batao ke kya ye sach hai ke tumhari mangni ho chuki hai," Zainab ne Imama se sakhti se poocha.
"Ha, lekin ye koi aisi extraordinary ya hairat angez baat nahi ke tum itni reaction do," Imama ne pur-sukoon jawab diya. Wo sab library mein baithi thi aur puri koshish kar rahi thi ke ahista baat karein. "Lekin kam az kam tumhe humein batana chahiye tha. Ye kya bara raaz tha?" Rabia ne kaha.
"Koi raaz nahi aur na hi ye itna zaroori hai. Waise bhi, humari dosti abhi haali mein hui hai aur ye mangni saalon pehle hui thi," Imama ne wazahat ki. "Tumhara matlab hai 'saalon pehle'?"
"Mera matlab hai do ya teen saal pehle."
"Lekin phir bhi tumhe humein batana chahiye tha..." Zainab ne zor diya. Imama ne usay muskurahat di. "Jab meri dobara mangni hogi, to zaroor bataungi-chahe kisi aur ko bataun ya nahi."
"Bohat mazaaq," Zainab ne usay ghoor kar kaha.
"Kam az kam humein uski tasveer to dikhao... Wo kaun hai? Uska naam kya hai? Wo kya karta hai?" Rabia ne hamesha ki tarah ek saans mein sawalat barsa diye. "Wo mera pehla cousin hai... uska naam Asjad hai," Imama ne dheere se kaha aur soch mein pad gayi. "Usne apna MBA mukammal kar liya hai aur apna khud ka business chalata hai."
"Wo dikhta kaisa hai?" Zainab ne poocha. Imama ne usay ghur kar dekha. "Wo theek hai."
"Theek hai? Main tumse pooch rahi hoon ke kya wo tall, dark, aur handsome hai?" Imama ne Zainab ko bina kuch kahe muskurahat di. Javeria ne uski taraf se jawab diya.
"Ye Imama ki choice hai... wo kaafi achha dikhta hai."
"Ha, humein pata hona chahiye-akhir wo Imama ka pehla cousin hai. Ab Imama, tumhara agla kaam hai humein uski tasveer dikhana," Zainab ne hukam diya.
"Nahi, uski pehli zimmedari hai humein treat dena," Rabia ne dakhal diya. "Lekin ab chalo, mujhe hostel jana hai." Imama uth khadi hui aur wo sab saath nikal gayi. "By the way, Javeria, tumne pehle humein ye baat kyun nahi batayi?" Zainab ne usse poocha.
"Suno, Imama nahi chahti thi-isi liye maine kabhi zikar nahi kiya," Javeria ne kaha. Imama ne ghuma kar Javeria ko warning bhari nazar se dekha. "Imama kyun nahi chahti thi? Agar meri mangni hoti aur wo bhi meri pasand ke larke se, to main chhat se chillati," Zainab ne zor se kaha.
Imama ne usay nazarandaz karna behtar samjha.
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Peer-E-Kamil (The Perfect Mentor) - Roman Urdu
PoetryThis is the translation of Umera's Peer-e-kamil to Roman urdu, hope you guys like it.... All credits to Umera Ahmed.....
