SHE WAS AUTISTIC, BUT FLASHBACKS OF LOVE REVOLVED HER
kneeling down on her knees,she looked straight, wanting to know about so much that lied in her mind.
"yeh hai ek tawaif ki zindagi, kya gunah kiya tha unhone? humse mohobbat karna ya fir apne mulk ke liye aazadi ka kwaab dekhna?"
"duniya zamane ki baddua lekar is duniya me heeramandi jaise jahannum me jina..yeh hai ek tawaif ki zindagi"
"kya galat kiya tha? bibbo appa ne..lajjo appa ne, humare Tajdaar sahab ne??"
"humari jaan toh aap pehle hi le cheke hai, toh phir kyu is bejaan jism me rooh ka khel khel rahe hain??"KYU!!"
"kahan hai in sab sawaalon ka jawab?"
she let down all her feelings in tears melting down through heart and eyes,
"hume toh humara nikaah bhi naseeb nhi hua..toh khushiyaan kahan se hongi??"
she was completely lost in her words and unanswered questions that she didn't notice a little, barely a teen admiring her from a distance.
"yeh rumaal aapka hai?"
she asked alam, who was lost in prayers, causing her to the trail of her thoughts and focus on her words.
she glanced at the young girl wearning a dusky pastel coloured floral skirt touching almost her ankles along an altered, embroidered top, shiny eyes..almost resembling an angel from heaven.
"rumaal?"
she looked at the handkerchief with the same bodered one like she previously had, a glimpse of just blew in front of her eyes..
"duayein qubool hui aapki...dargah par hume manga aur hum hazir ho gaye."
"toh aapko malum ho gya"
"aap apna rumaal jo har jagah chhod deti hai.."
giving a feeble smile she looked at the girl saying-
"nhi..yeh humara nhi, lekin hamare wale jaisa zaroor hai"
the girl glanced at the handkerchief and frowned to herself figuring out who's it could be,
"lekin tumhare liye hum isse rakh lenge.."
TO BE CONTINUED...
HEY LOVELY READERS.,
THIS PART WAS A BIT SHORTER THAN THE UPCOMING AT THE PREVIOUS ONES JUST FOR THE PURPOSE OF CONFIRMIMG, WHETHER THE STORYLINE SEEMS GOOD GOING OR NOT..
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DASTAN-E-ISHQ Tajdar Alamzeb
Não FicçãoHeeramandi part 2 a world where love never loses revival of Taj for his beloved Alam written and composed by authorly.. credits for conceptual heeramandi goes to respected owner and producers no copyrights implied just another version and vision e...
