Mala by Nimra Ahmed || Roman Urdu||

Part 9

Chilliwack ki uss chote se ghar me uss waqt dopher ka waqt tha. Maahi long room ke sofo pe takiyo ke sahare tek lagaye neem daraz thi. Hath me remote tha aur woh betojhi se channel badal rahi thi. Dafatan uski nigaah TV cabinet pe phailti gyi. Woh badkat uthi aur nange paer chalti cabinet tak aayi. Use khola aur apni sketch book nikali.

Wapas sofe pe baeth ke usne dheere dheere shafe palatne lagi yaha tak ke woh tasweer samne khul gyi.

Mahbeena uss tasveer ko dekhe gyi. Palke jhapkae begair.

Woh ek teen chaar saal ke bacche ki tasveer hai.

Unke jindagiyo mein jo bhi masail the, unn sab ka zimmedar yeh baccha tha.

Kya woh mala ke tarah hath pe hath dhare baethi rahegi? Kya woh iss haqiqat ko jhutlane ki koshshish kregi jo uske samne muh khole khadi thi? Woh haqiqat jo usko nigalne ke liye tayyar thi? Balke usko kya, uske pure khandaan ko?

Nahi. Woh mala nahi thi. Woh maahi thi. Use iss mamle ko khud hi khatam karna tha. Koi maahi ki nahi sunta tha lekin woh ek baat janti thi. Maahi ka andaza kabhi galat nahi hota.

Usne mobile uthaya aur doctor Rayid ke naam se ek chat kholi. Phir uski ungliya type karne lagi.

"Main aap se milna chahti hu. Kya kal ya parso hm mil sakte hai? "

Doctor Rayid uske sheher se dedh ghante ki masafat pe maujood sheher Winkodird me rehte the. Winkodird ek bada sheher tha. Duniya ke mehenge tareen shehro me se ek. Abaad aur woh weekend pe Winkodird jaya karte the. Woh waha dinn gujarte, shopping karte, aur phir wapas aa jate. Woh waha saer wa tafweek ke liye jate the. Enjoy karne. Maja karne.

Magar iss dafa maahi waha kuch aur lene jaegi.

Inn tamam sawalo ke jawab lene jo usko raato ko jagae rakhte the.

××××××××××××××××××××××××

Next part will be uploaded soon👍..... And keep voting me and cmnt and also thank uhh for this much support and love ❤‍🩹🥀💞😇