Urdu Novel
We meet thousands of people in this world, we get attracted to hundreds, we fall for ten and then we'll be united with the one whose name was written with our name thousands of years ago.
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Roman Urdu Version
Sonmarg September 14, 2019
Woh subah se Sonmarg ke pahadon aur bastiyon mein ghoom raha tha. Har chhoti si dukaan, har raste par milne wale insaan se woh Muskan ke baare mein puchhta raha. Har kisi ko uski tasveer dikhata, lekin kisi ko uske baare mein koi malomat nahi thi.
Din dhalta ja raha tha. Suraj ki roshni dheere dheere pahadon ke pichhe chhup rahi thi. Zayn ka jism thakan se chur ho chuka tha. "Woh yahin hai. Kahin toh hogi." woh apne aap se baar-baar kehta aa raha tha.
Maghrib ka waqt ho chuka tha. woh pahadon ke beech ek chhoti si jagah par ruk gaya. Usne apne bag se jaa-namaz nikala aur wohi pahaad ke kone mein bichha diya. Thandi hawa uske chehre se takra rahi thi. Usne apne bag se pani ki bottle nikali, apne garm kapde utare aur wahin zameen par rakh diye. Fir usne apne jhoote utare.
Uske pairo mein chalte chalte chhale pad chuke the. Usne apne t shirt ki bazu upar ki. Aur wazu karna shuru kiya. Pani thanda tha. Usne kaanpte kaanpte wazu pura kiya, apne garm kapde pehne aur jaa-namaz par khada ho gaya.
"Allahu Akbar." Usne namaz shuru ki.
Namaz ke baad woh sajde mein gira: "Woh meri aakhri khwahish hai. Mujhe uske alawa ab tujhse se kuchh aur nahi chahiye. Mere paas jo hai, usme mein khush hun. Aur agar yeh sab chheen bhi jaye tab bhi."
Uske honton se lafz nikalte rahe, lekin uska dil un lafzon se kahi zyada keh raha tha.
Namaz ke baad woh phir se pahad se neeche utarne laga. Pahadon ke raste mein, usne har milne wale insaan se Muskan ke baare mein puchha.
Raat hone wali thi, Har thakan, har maayusi ke bawajood woh apne safar ko jaari rakhe hue tha.
Ek chhoti si dukaan ke paas woh ek aadmi ke paas gaya aur tasveer unhe dikhate hue kaha, "Uncle, aapne is ladki ko kahin dekha hai?" Uss buzurg aadmi ne nafi mein sir hila diya.
