MERA PEHLA PYAAR.. Sarhad Ke Uss Paar

chapter 1

Assalam o Aleikum
Mai Arima..ap log mujhe nahi jante..par mai ap logo ko janti hu..Aur mai yaha ap logo se thodi Aur jaan pehchan badane aai hu...
Mai yaha ap logo ko ek mohabbat ki daastaan se rubaru karane aai hu..
Ek Aisi daastaan,jaha khuda ne apne bando ki imtehaan Lee..unki kahani khud likhi Aur Ab use pura karna na karna,bas wahi khuda ke haath me hai..

Toh is mohabbat ki daastaan se rubru hone ke liye apko mere sath chalna hoga...jaha jaha mai apko le jau waha..

Karachi,Pakistan.

A small lane,where many house were decorated with lots of lightening and series. It has some Small banglows and some row house, with beautiful architecture and design.Usually this time,nothing should be seen,but the lightening is so bright that everything is clear like day time.it is 3:30@ night,no actually in morning.

As we move further, entering a small yet beautiful house,it has nameplate of "Mr.Iqbal khan".entering the gate,it has a beautiful garden with lots of small plants and trees around the house. Seems like,someone here,is a echo friendly freak and absolutely a greenery lover.

Entering in the house,in hall, it has some,old designed furnitures.sofa set in middle, TV and some music player placed in corner. It is not a big hall,but enough for a small get together.the house has 4 rooms and a kitchen.Kitchen se yaad aaya,let's see what's going on.Entering a medium sized kitchen, with everything arranged properly with a sober simple look.

A girl in her mid 20's,wearing green color salwar suit with her dupatta tucked on her waist with her back towards the door is standing,making something. Another girl of same age of previous one, wearing yellow color salwar suit with her veil on her head.

" Riddhima.. Sehri ki Tayariya ho gai..."other girl asked and riddhima turned. She was looking beautiful in Her green color salwar suit which was matching her green orbs.her face was glowing and she was happy for some reason.

"Are bhabhi..aap jaag..." But she left her sentence midway and her eyes grew wide.leaving the spoon from which,she was stirring she moved to her bhabhi and touched near her bhabhi's lips,"nikki bhabhi..yeh kya hua hai..???"she asked suspiciously to which Nikki just shrugged her hand saying, "are kuch bhi toh nahi hua riddhima.. Tum uhi fikar kar rh ho..."Nikki tried to hid her face." Yeh jhut kisse bol rahi ho Nikki.. Tum humari bhabhi se pehle humari best friend ho Aur humse Hi jhut bol rh ho...bhaijaan ne phir se tum pe phir se tumhe maara na.."it was statement more than a question.Nikki felt embarrassed as once again,coz of her husband,their personal matter was in front of their family.

"Bhabhi,aap chup q hai.. Har baar ap koi na koi bahana banake bhaijaan ko bacha leti hai..kya milta hai bhabhi apko yeh kar ke..hum mante hai ki apne shauhar(husband) ka lihaaz karna Aur unhe har taklif se bachpana har ladki ka haq hota hai,par bhabhi,jab Wo lizaah hum pe zulm hoke ho toh aise nikaah Aur lihaaz ka kya faida...", ssshh riddhima.. Dhire bolo..tum janti ho na..agar tumhare bhaijaan ko pata Chal gaya ki hum yaha unki baat kar rahe hai toh Wo Subh sehri se nahi,faltu behas se is ramzaan ki shuruwat karege..."Nikki calmed riddhima and took some plates saying," mai sehri ki Tayari kar leti hu,tum jao ammi-abbu ko jaga do.."

Riddhima finished her cooking and went to a room and knocked but as no one answered, she slightly opening the door went in and smiled as a man in his 50's was clutching his wife sleeping peacefully.

"Abbu..abbu..uthiye na.." She went to her father,Iqbal and woke him while he groaned getting up and saw his lovely daughter in front of him.

"Are,mere bacche..aap jaag bhi gaye.." He asked lovingly making her sit in front of her,"haa abbu..Aur Ab aap bhi jaldi ready ho jaeye tab tak hum ammi ko ready kar dete hai,phir sath me sehri karte hai..."she getting up went towards her mother who was sleeping peacefully.