Izhaar 🥀

izhaar🥀-25

With a deep breath, they walked inside. Ammi was sitting in the living room, her knitting in hand, as she often did in the evenings. The familiar sight of her mother brought a sense of comfort to Haseena, but also a deep, unspoken fear of how Ammi might react.

"Ammi," Haseena called softly as they approached, her voice tinged with both love and apprehension.

Ammi looked up, her face lighting up as it always did when she saw her daughters ..." Are..Karishma beta ....Acha kiya jo..tu..aa gyii...(while hugging her...)

Wrna iis nalayak ko to kbse keh rahe the...ki ...Karishma ko ghr laana ...mujhe milna hai apni bachhi se kaafi waqt ho gya hai ...🥺

Haseena frowned; Ammi 🙂

Karishma gave her a teasing smile....

KS ; Kaisi hain aap Ammi...sab chokas challa hai na ??

Ammi ; haan beta...bas iski chinta lagi rehtii hai...ek baar ghar bas jaye to...chain se jeeyen hum...

Karishma and Haseena shared a look 👀

Haseena; Ammi...Aap phirse wohi baat lekar baith gayin...🤨

Ammi; To kya karen...han..kya hume itna bhi haq nahi hai..ki apni beti ke humsafar ko dekh saken 🥺 (in a blackmailing emotional tone...)

Haseena; Ammi hume aapse bhut jaruri baat karni hai...(in a serious tone )

Ammi ' s warm smile faded slightly as she noticed the serious expressions on their faces. "Kya hua Haseena Karishma sab thik hai na beta?"

Haseena sat down beside her mother, Karishma following closely. "Ammi ...hume...infact hum dono ko aapse kuch kehna hai 🙂," Haseena began, her heart pounding in her chest.

Ammi's eyes flicked between the two women, her maternal instincts immediately sensing that this was something serious.Her full attention now on them

"Ammi," Haseena continued while closing her eyes, her voice steady but filled with emotion, "Karishma or hum... Ek dusre se pyaar karte hain....then she looked at her eyes....Humsafar wala pyaar 🥀🤌"

The words hung in the air, and for a moment, the room was silent. Ammi's face softened, her eyes searching Haseena's for any signs of doubt or uncertainty. But all she saw was the deep affection Haseena had for Karishma, and the vulnerability of a daughter laying her heart bare.

Ammi's eyes filled with tears, not of sadness or shock, but of overwhelming emotion. "Haseena," she whispered, reaching out to cup her daughter's face, "Haseena....humne humesha tumhe ....ek majboot , zimmedaar beti or apne farz ke liye imaandaar police Officer ke roop me dekha hai....iin sab jimmedariyon ko nibhate hue tu kb jeena bhul gyii...or kab meri Haseena se ye Haseena Mallik bn gayii..pta hi nahi chala...pta hai beta ...hum teri shaadi kyun krwana chahte hain...taaki tu phir se jeena sikhe khud ke liye...koi teri bhi jindagi me aaye or tujhe bhut pyaar kare...tere nakhre uthaye...palkon par bithaye meri beti ko...or bhut hi naazon se rakhe tujhe.."(Their eyes became moist by now🥺)

She turned to Karishma, her gaze filled with a mixture of hope and concern. "Karishma, beta," she said softly, "Me janti hun ki...Haseena bhut majboot hai...magar me ye bhi janti hun ki ...wo bhi toot ti hai...par dikhati nahi...zimmedaariyon ne usse bda bna diya hai...beta me apni bachii tujhe sounp rahi hun...khyal rakhna iska.... Mujhe tujh par pura bharosa hai beta...ki tu meri Haseena ko to kuch nahi hone degi kabhi...hmesha ki tarah ...🥺"

Tears welled up in Karishma's eyes as she listened to Ammi's words, feeling the weight of the responsibility she was being entrusted with. She took Ammi's hands in hers, her voice trembling with emotion as she spoke.