Chapter 19

290 28 1
                                    

"Ammi mein Pakistan arhi hon."
"Khariat beta?"
"Ammi soch rhi hon ke last semester Karachi mein hi kerlon."
"Haya sab khariat hai na?"
"Jee ammi. Ap tw na bus shuk kernay lag jaya kerain."
Haya ki Hira se bhi pichle 3 din se bat nhi horhi thi.
"Aisa kerti hon ke Hira ko msg kerke btadeti hon ke mein next week wapas ja rhi hon and if possible woh aker mil lay."
Haya Sydney airport per khari thi, usne ek bar peche mur ker Sydney ko dekha.
"Yeh jagha mujhe kitni yaad anay wali haina Fareesa."
Fareesa jiski ankhain ansoonon mein dobi hoi thin, woh muskura ker boli, "Sirf yeh jagha?"
Haya hanstay hoye bolti hai, "Bhaye tum tw jald Pakistan anay hi wali ho na tw ---"
"Haya ek mint." Peche se awaaz ayi tw Fareesa aur Haya ne peche mur ker dekha. Woh Hira thi, aur uske sath Aarish bhi tha.

Haya Ka RastaWhere stories live. Discover now