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Sanam gazeeda by Alia Bukhari Urdu Novels Center
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She was always selfish and self-centered, but it was completely out of her mother's imagination to argue with him about her marriage. So, after his adamant refusal, she didn't agree at all for a while.
So say this so that you may repay Aunt Jan for her kindness by wanting my life. Bahrain's eyes filled with tears, but today, my mother is in anguish.
I am my daughter, God forbid, who is mine except you and Shahzad, I am eating only for your sake. He hugged her.
Let's stay too. What is the reason for the refusal, a noble person who eats food and above all, a child of the house? After a few children, he gathered himself and looked at his daughter with intense eyes.
So now you just stop Aunt Jan, she's very good, you'll see, or maybe she won't mind. Seeing her mother getting weak, she quickly wiped away her tears, and then she was left looking at her fairy-like daughter.
Shehzad and Mehreen were their only children, Shahzad being two years older than Mehreen. Fifteen years ago, her husband suddenly left her in a traffic accident. At that time, both the children were very young.
In the beginning, Amma felt as if the sky were the sky, how would the noble journey of life with two small children be completed? She could not understand how it would be completed. Her late husband had kept Halal livelihood as a part of his faith throughout his life and she herself was also very content. She herself was a woman who was polite, polite and content with what was given to her, so her total assets were nothing other than the amount of gratuity fund that was given to her by the government.
The biggest problem was shelter. Now they could not afford to spend a reasonable amount of money on rent every month. On this occasion, their only elder sister
After going around the office and listening to some people, her husband soon got the gratuity fund money to Amma. Then, on her advice, Amma bought a house of one hundred yards, which had two rooms, a kitchen and a bathroom upstairs. She herself shifted to the upper part and rented out the second floor, so the money for the repairs and the monthly pension from the torn curtains helped her to keep her life going.
Is it not evil? Evil is evil. It is! You cannot understand this, you will be ashamed of his arrogance. That is enough, I do not like him.
"Look at the mind itself, it has reached the throne. The Empress tells us to be conscious." Amma was very upset.
"Mom, please don't talk about it like that. What's in it for Anwar? I've seen his face. I swear, I'll be ashamed even walking with him."
Not only was there contempt in my eyes, but also in my heart. Oh, fear God, for the form he created.
Who is there to object? And the beauty of which you are confident is also his religion.
"You also don't want to understand what I'm saying. Why are you trying to force someone on me who is not ready to accept my heart?" Mehreen was adamant about her stance.
I have seen the world, son, but she still can't understand what we know. Anwar is a very intelligent boy, and do you care more about him than me? Who cares more?
Then, just as your father came after you and Bhai Diya Sahib supported us, is this his reward that his hand, extended with so much desire, should be rejected like this? From his silence, Amma felt as if she understood what he was saying.
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They may need more money for this. So soon, Amma realized that Allah had also given her the sewing machine. He had given her such a skill in Salam that she could "become a better person".
She cried. Although she was a noble and learned woman, Anwar lived with her husband, Faiza, and had bright prospects for advancement. In the eyes of the Chinese Marine, all these things were of no importance. Her ideals for a life partner were high, and now she had her own agenda for the ceremony, in which there was no room for a person like Anwar.
Shahzad was a mischievous but intelligent child who, with the beauty-loving nature of his youth, did not confuse him with small mischiefs, which he often feared. Allah had blessed him with good looks. He was one of thousands. If not me, then he would definitely stand out among hundreds. He himself felt this quality with great intensity. In the beginning, the girls of Khula came to invite him to join their games, but even after Amma asked him for a million, he would not touch him with a kiss. Then gradually they also stopped coming.
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"Asim, please do something quickly, otherwise, Amma will decide something. I have been trying to stop her with great difficulty." Mehreen wanted to tell Asim the whole story as she wrote from the office.
After all, what's the hurry? Let's sit somewhere and drink tea. We'll think about it calmly. Whatever it is, let's do it. Asim says carelessly, "I can't stay more than half an hour because...
"By the way, I made Amma angry yesterday. Now her nagging is no good for us anymore," Amma Mehreen said quickly.
But she felt as if she had known Sir Asim for only eight months, not for centuries. Handsome and tall, Asim stood out in the entire office due to his wonderful personality. She was working in his section, so the two had frequent contact with each other. Within a few days, Mehreen had felt the increasing attention he paid her and that arrogant heart did not consider me worthy of any trust. He considered her heart. Asim's wonderful personality kept on becoming a prisoner and now all the beats of Mehreen's heart were in his name. Asim also had a claim to the name and something like that.
"Well, this is the story," Asim said, taking a sip of tea. "You scared Zarar like your mother."
Scolding her with love was not good, but she tried to explain it in every way. The teacher was the first choice for the role of the princess in school functions so that the rest of the class did not need to be given much lift. There was definitely some change in the situation when she reached college. For one, most of the girls there did not consider anyone who came to them as their own. Secondly, with age, Mehreen had become so aware of herself that she now avoided expressing herself on the appearance of anyone she met. She had also made good friends with one or two girls, thanks to whom the time in college was spent well.
Now, after graduating last year, he had taken a job in a private firm, while Shahzad had completed his education in civil engineering and had gone to Muscat six months earlier to get a job in a foreign firm.
Everything was fine up to this point, but what could be done about it? The feeling of superiority hidden in my heart since childhood had now intensified. In such a situation, I had a pale complexion and a medium complexion.
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"There will be no connection and Aya is completely on their side in this matter."
"Then what will become of us, Asim? I am really worried."
There is only one way, Mehreen, if you accept my offer. That is a little effort. Mehreen looked at him with questioning eyes, anxious.
98 That is, my friend Sarfaraz's mother and wife should go to your mother and talk about our relationship. Then your mother can do whatever she wants to do about me. I, my job, etc. are all yours.
"That means we can get married without your parents."
"Our marriage can only happen this way, or if you have the courage to lose me, that's another matter." Seeing the shadow of hesitation in Mehreen's eyes, he said in a somewhat tearful tone.
No, no, you should send them to us. For Mehreen, there is no other thought, Suhan is the soul. ee
So okay, let's start preparing for the band to play the lute. That's it. She smiled proudly at the sight of his tall, magnificent head. Let's start and even if the evil government stands up, it's still there.
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The day Asim's friend's mother and wife came to visit, she had told Amma the day before that some guests come. From the joy spread on Mehreen's face, Amma automatically understood the nature of the guests and the purpose of their visit. Ma understood. She was a mother, what could be more important to her than the happiness of her children, so she happily welcomed the guests.
They got busy preparing for the reception of the guests. They got busy preparing for the reception of the guests. They waited for the guests at the appointed times on the banks of the river, and then they took tea and many other things with them.
"She is getting you married to Anwar tomorrow." "If you are careless, the marriage will also take place." Seeing her carelessness, Marine Rubani said, "Hey, you have become serious. Look, I will not let anyone else do it. Forget this completely or you do not trust me." She said, fixing her dark brown eyes on Mehreen.
I have so much faith in you, I don't even have that much faith in myself, but Asim, you don't understand, Amma wants to get married as soon as possible. Shahzad Bhai always says this on the phone that Amma should finish my marriage and go to her. Even before that, I have already forbidden so many relationships. And last night, Amma herself told me that if I have any wishes, I should tell her. Mehreen, go." She lowered her eyes and finished speaking. Whenever he looked at her with full eyes, she would start to feel weak for some reason.
"Wow! Then you should have called my name quickly." He laughed.
Shame on you, how can I say that until you start talking about a regular relationship? She looked a little angry. My parents
Look Mehreen, it is certain that my parents will never be ready for this relationship. I have already told you that my mother has decided to make her brother her daughter-in-law. Now Asim had become serious.
"Jida, try one more time, introduce me to them once, maybe they will change their mind after seeing me." "Yes, just as their son Chet was killed, they will also surrender to your beauty." He interrupted her and laughed, and she was badly shocked.
No, Mehreen, she is not one of those who change her mind. Tell me that I have rejected Modi. If I marry her of my own free will, then she will not be able to marry him.
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Was going on vacation.
What is this, Asim, that you haven't done to me?
"Aytam, you know well that this is a wedding. Mehreen's expression was surprised. Under what circumstances is this happening? Usually, it is the parents who make all this fuss and I haven't even been able to plan for the wedding expenses yet."
"That's it, I understand. Look, I have some money in my personal account right now. You can withdraw it and there's no need to do anything else. Just buy a couple of pairs and a light set." Mehreen said, sensing his concern.
I don't feel good at all, Mehreen, instead of doing something for you, I'm burdening you with the ultimate burden. Asim looked quite embarrassed.
"Mfhuh! Then the same thing, my money and yours are separate. If I need it, shouldn't I ask you for it? I won't take this check. Instead, make it so that you go and do the shopping yourself. It's difficult for me to meet you now." Mehreen became a little embarrassed while uttering the last sentence.
What does it mean to have had such a long time to imagine what would happen to this heart? He suddenly became happy.
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She stood up to go out, controlling her heart rate, and Asim also stood up, laughing. After Mehreen's marriage was fixed, Aunt Jan
Anwar's marriage was also arranged among his relatives, and exactly fifteen days after Mehreen's marriage, the real reason for this rush in Anwar's marriage was Amma's stay in Muscat, which happened a month after Mehreen's marriage. It was impossible for Shahzad to get a leave yet, but he had sent enough supplies to someone who was coming and had sent enough messages to the person who was coming and had also urged Amma on the phone every time that Mehreen
She went to the front and then immediately came to her room. She did not know what conversation took place between Amma and those people, but after they left, she had noticed Amma's unusual silence while talking about tea. She seemed to be immersed in some dark thought. Mehreen's heart started to worry, but then Asim's happy thought took all her worries far away.
That same night, when Amma put this issue in front of Mehreen, she lowered her eyes and clearly told Amma that this relationship involved her 100 percent consent. Later, she tried to convince Mehreen that the sustainability of a relationship in which the consent of the parents and family is not given is always doubtful, but she was later married and married. She remained
-Given her stubbornness, she consulted her sister-in-law. Although Aunt Jan was very anxious about Mehreen becoming her daughter-in-law, she understood very well how important the mutual consent of the parties was in this relationship, so she forgot her Rabb and kept praying for her niece's happiness.
According to the information that Amma received through Anwar and Khalu Jan, there was apparently nothing wrong with Asim. This entire investigation was also formal because Mehreen had clearly said that if she did not get married here, she would not get married for the rest of her life. Forced by her sister-in-law's persuasion and her own affection, Amma had agreed, but a feeling of sadness remained in some part of her heart.
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Basrin, I wanted to tell you something. Should I say it or not? "The scholar said to Mehreen, hesitating, "I don't know whether to say it or not. There was only one week left in their wedding, and Mehreen will be one month old from today."
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There should be no shortage of anything.
It looked good. Whose lamp can burn in front of you? Asim finished the conversation. If you have expenses, yours have also been on the rise.
Throughout the entire gathering, Mehreen's writing was always in the palace of the house
He was very sorry that Marine did not marry Anwar, but Amma had explained it to him. With the mediation of Khalu Jan, the house deal was also settled. The buyers were close friends of Khalu Jan. They had happily agreed to the matter that after Mehreen's marriage and Amma's departure, they would take possession of the house. In view of Mehreen's marriage, they fulfilled their vow. Personality
After meeting Asim and seeing his polite and charming personality, Amma definitely felt some relief. Then, seeing the roses blooming on Mehreen's face, Amma overcame her worries and happily started preparing for the wedding. She had increased her wealth and prepared a party for Marine. She had not let anything be lacking. She had also forbidden everything from the entire house. Mehreen said that he definitely gives practical advice but she had to decide what was necessary for her things.
"Machlu Khair Anwar Bhai and Saira Bhai's pairing is fine." He commented in his heart.
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In the world of their marriage, the joy of feeling and life also enveloped them, where there was a shower of colors and fragrances all around, the fireflies of dreams and all the butterflies of desires were within her reach. She did not even want to peek out of this colorful world of hers.
Mehreen was naturally a little upset when she went outside to meet Shahzad, but Asim's madness soon made her forget everything.
They woke up, it was a holiday that day, they were a little late today! They had finished breakfast, but they were still at the table when suddenly someone rang the doorbell.
"I started knocking on the door impatiently. I'm coming, please be patient," Asim said.
"Even then, Marine felt a deep sense of shame as she thought about what her mother had endured for her, even against her own happiness, even though she had flatly refused to fulfill her mother's happiness. Perhaps that is the difference between a mother and her child."
"What does Anwar Bhai's bride look like, Asim?" Mehreen said while sitting in front of the dressing table. "They had just returned from Anwar's wedding ceremony." Hearing her question, she answered slowly.
What did she not say? Aunt Jan had made the jewelry and wedding dress really amazing, but... she left her statement incomplete and spoke in a meaningful way.
"Now everyone has a little bit of luck like us." He looked at Mehreen with awe, who was stunning in her heavy maroon suit and matching jewelry.
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While arriving, he said to the pilgrim, "We have been patient. O child of patience, we have been patient with you since the time you left your old parents and came here as a son." The one who came forward was a middle-aged man with both a strong character and a fierce demeanor.
In a ceremony, the real owner of the room, Amma, went to prepare some breakfast, etc. Asim was still busy scolding her. Mehreen felt safe only after moving away from the private pretext.
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"What is all this, Asim? Why did you hide all this from me?" As soon as Mehreen came to her room at night, her nerves were responding to the same situation she had been facing all day.
What did I hide? You didn't know that my parents and sister were there and were angry, so couldn't they always be angry? He growled at Ekhterin, and the change in his tone shocked Mehreen.
Jumeirah doesn't mean that we wanted to meet them and celebrate them ourselves, but these are some strange people.
"That's enough." He suddenly got angry before she could finish speaking. "How strange and poor you are. I understand what you mean. You all want to prove my simple parents to be ignorant and barbaric. Listen with open ears, Marine Begum. They are my parents no matter what they are. It is my duty to take care of and serve them. And if you understand, I have already caused them pain by marrying the one of my choice. Now they will not suffer any more from me. I will not tolerate it at all."
"Okay, then listen to your parents' lecture." The strangeness in Asim's tone bothered Mehreen. When had he ever listened to something against his will?
When they were so obedient, why was there a need to put up with all this drama?
What drama have I played? I didn't even join hands with us. We were the ones who were lagging behind for marriage.
And look at this empress who is sitting with her hands on my child, I used to say, Asim-Sam, don't send her to Tanashram, look how she has abused my innocent child. The woman who was coming behind was probably speaking from a floor below. The young girl who was coming with her, however, was completely focused on Mehreen's beautifully decorated lounge.
"Yes, continue to settle your disputes, let me go." The taxi driver, with great difficulty, threw the small and large tin boxes and the hoddal on the ground. Asim quickly turned towards him.
Mehreen stood there in shock, she had already understood that the guests were Asim's parents and sister, but her heart and mind were unable to believe it. Because according to her, Asim belonged to a good middle-class family, his conversation and manner of dressing testified to this. But now, how ruthlessly the guests were rejecting every idea of Omarin.
"Yes, it's you, Mehreen. Come on, greet your mother." Asim tried to make her sit down by placing his hand on her shoulder.
Hey, how does my shoe greet me? She has come from the station and sat in my son's house instead of my son's. Mehreen runs away after being rebuked. She couldn't even say that there is not a single thing her son has invested in this child-decorated house. His mother has gone to pay me twenty-five thousand in advance for this flat and six months' rent in advance.
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"If not, what was the problem with me taking such a big step in the absence of my family and instead of being completely and completely grateful to you, you are blaming me instead." Asim said while pulling Kumail towards him, she kept looking at her beloved husband with surprised eyes.
I fell. In the evening, when Peru had settled down, Mary had already arrived. Even after the first morning sickness, it had been almost a month and a half. Asim had repeatedly told Tareen that he could tolerate the situation as it was or else he could decide something else. The certainty of this had spread over Mereen's entire being as a disappointment. She had become completely silent. Asim's parents' attitude was also unkind! Especially her mother, she was ready to give Mehreen a little concession.
Rain's shirt button is broken, please fasten it quickly. Asim took the shirt and went to the kitchen where she was busy preparing dinner. Now her home life had also become very busy. After coming from the office, cooking dinner, cleaning the house and hundreds of small tasks required her attention. Asim's mother had probably made her daughter swear that she would not touch any work.
"Wait a little while, let this mince fry," Marine replied softly. He had completely stopped getting involved with Asim. What was the point when a person had no other way and he had thought that Amma now had her own self. This was the reason why she did not want to be in any pain or confusion. He happily told her that everything was fine on every telephone call and the mother sitting far away would feel satisfied. Asim's tone also made her
He used to be very affectionate while talking to him. What a wonderful actor this man is, Mehreen thought in amazement.
He glanced at Mehreen, who had tangled hair and was dressed in messy clothes.
"Tell Naheed to remove your hand." I wonder if he heard it wrong or if it was really a prayer. It was a blessing. No.
She couldn't believe that Asim had said all this, she was still fuming. Asim had taken a bold step in her love, but this revelation was because she had made her own identity a commodity and shaved Asim's head. Her heart was being sent somewhere to the underworld. All her pride in herself was felt to be scattered like Roni's cheeks.
She didn't know how long she had been sitting like this. Tears kept soaking her face and skirt. After a long time, she turned her head and saw that Asim had gone pale. The sound of his light snoring was echoing in the room.
Maybe at some point in the night or tomorrow morning, Asim will be ashamed of what he said and say, "Tamarin, you are my first love, how can I give up on you?" I had said all this in anger. "Dil Khush Fahm whispered in Mehreen's ear as she lay down, then she calmed down a bit.
"If that happens, I won't bring up this topic again. Whatever Asim's parents are, I will make them mine with service and love. It's my fault too. I shouldn't have talked like that in front of Asim. Obviously, who can listen to the bad things about their own family?"
The eternal loveliness inherent in a woman's nature once again wanted to declare her beloved innocent and put the sin on her account. But neither that night nor the next morning nor the many mornings that followed did any flower bloom until the happy moment of her swing.
If they feel tired, they will immediately get out of bed. They have made a few elderly men and women living in the block take a walk in the morning and evening. They had commented on it after seeing them walking.
You unfortunate person, the world has already become bad for you, why have you met with a bad end, that too after a girl who did not consider it necessary for her in-laws to come with the procession, oh my, only a lucky person can fulfill the rights of parents. Asim was impressed and started his insightful lecture. Seeing the scholar, Amma spoke about the rights of parents in religion.
I don't know if we are all in religion. Why do we only bring out our own things? In the kitchen, he could only hear his wife standing there, and nothing else. The multiple marriages he had had by choice had become an accusation for him, which, apart from Asim, had pierced his soul with the title of "whose red lips" and "whose people".
In fact, the daughter-in-law who starts life with the happiness of the entire family has a different color of happiness and respect. Later, even if the Saral family dislikes her behavior, the Saral family will later forgive her, but the respect and courtesy remain intact, so she has not been disrespected.
The commotion outside had cooled down. Asim, perhaps he had realized that he was the one who distinguished himself, convinced her that everyone was back to their own occupations. But the three Nawazs had already become busy, so she too, knowing the spoils, went to her room.
It was Anwar's daughter's Aqiqah, Aunt Jan, and Anwar himself had brought a card. Apart from Mehreen and Asim, they had invited her to her wedding and her mother-in-law and Nand were also invited. Mehreen's heart did not want it, but Aunt Jan's love compelled her. For this, their affection never diminished. In the beginning,
Tabid Naheed, why do you spend all your time in magazines and on TV? You stay at home all day, so do some homework at home. Marine arrived, who was usually on the sofa. Mehreen was busy watching a desi video, leaving her alone. He brought her to the house and brought her this precious sofa, which had become a lesson for her to eat. She was a victim of all the hobbies of water.
Aren't you ashamed that your wife got tired of you in a short while and you stood up and started yelling at your sister? As usual, Mom spoke at full volume.
I felt a little sorry for the situation. Yes, I am explaining one thing, don't say anything wrong. I don't know what mood he was in, yes, yes, we are the ones who say wrong things to our wife, so it is right.
Or your wife, my dear, your fate is bad, so now you will work for your brother-in-law, brother-in-law, so that you will get two pieces of food. She reluctantly put a dupatta over her eyes, while her daughter also came to give her more life. She put her head on his shoulder and started sobbing.
Hey mom, I didn't mean that, I just died. After filling the boxes lying in the lounge, Asim held my feet and sat down. The lounge and the room now always looked like a railway platform.
If you are, I would have already said to Asim, "Yes, our life is difficult with them." If you are, why should I be disrespect them? It would be better to beg and take care of you and your daughter.
How could you stay behind, even though he had seen that the elders were very good companions, and that they were always ready for anything, except when they were in dire need? The Marines had never seen them do anything better, except when they were in dire need. They even considered walking to be a waste of time.
How crazy is it for me to think so much of myself at this age?
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If they feel tired, they will immediately get out of bed. They have made a few elderly men and women living in the block take a walk in the morning and evening. They had commented on it after seeing them walking.
You unfortunate person, the world has already become bad for you, why have you met with a bad end, that too after a girl who did not consider it necessary for her in-laws to come with the procession, oh my, only a lucky person can fulfill the rights of parents. Asim was impressed and started his insightful lecture. Seeing the scholar, Amma spoke about the rights of parents in religion.
I don't know if we are all in religion. Why do we only bring out our own things? In the kitchen, he could only hear his wife standing there, and nothing else. The multiple marriages he had had by choice had become an accusation for him, which, apart from Asim, had pierced his soul with the title of "whose red lips" and "whose people".
In fact, the daughter-in-law who starts life with the happiness of the entire family has a different color of happiness and respect. Later, even if the Saral family dislikes her behavior, the Saral family will later forgive her, but the respect and courtesy remain intact, so she has not been disrespected.
The commotion outside had cooled down. Asim, perhaps he had realized that he was the one who distinguished himself, convinced her that everyone was back to their own occupations. But the three Nawazs had already become busy, so she too, knowing the spoils, went to her room.
It was Anwar's daughter's Aqiqah, Aunt Jan, and Anwar himself had brought a card. Apart from Mehreen and Asim, they had invited her to her wedding and her mother-in-law and Nand were also invited. Mehreen's heart did not want it, but Aunt Jan's love compelled her. For this, their affection never diminished. In the beginning,
Tabid Naheed, why do you spend all your time in magazines and on TV? You stay at home all day, so do some homework at home. Marine arrived, who was usually on the sofa. Mehreen was busy watching a desi video, leaving her alone. He brought her to the house and brought her this precious sofa, which had become a lesson for her to eat. She was a victim of all the hobbies of water.
Aren't you ashamed that your wife got tired of you in a short while and you stood up and started yelling at your sister? As usual, Mom spoke at full volume.
I felt a little sorry for the situation. Yes, I am explaining one thing, don't say anything wrong. I don't know what mood he was in, yes, yes, we are the ones who say wrong things to our wife, so it is right.
Or your wife, my dear, your fate is bad, so now you will work for your brother-in-law, brother-in-law, so that you will get two pieces of food. She reluctantly put a dupatta over her eyes, while her daughter also came to give her more life. She put her head on his shoulder and started sobbing.
Hey mom, I didn't mean that, I just died. After filling the boxes lying in the lounge, Asim held my feet and sat down. The lounge and the room now always looked like a railway platform.
If you are, I would have already said to Asim, "Yes, our life is difficult with them." If you are, why should I be disrespect them? It would be better to beg and take care of you and your daughter.
How could you stay behind, even though he had seen that the elders were very good companions, and that they were always ready for anything, except when they were in dire need? The Marines had never seen them do anything better, except when they were in dire need. They even considered walking to be a waste of time.
How crazy is it for me to think so much of myself at this age?
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Praise be to Him, He stood out with all the charm of His personality.
In order to be seen by people, it was necessary that Wallah Sahib's style should remain within the realm of religion. That is why she herself would carry her body to the sky even at home, but in any gathering, she would be limited to sentences with her sweet smile and this smart boy's impression is not bad? My vizier said that a few people around her had their own reasons for this.
Hey Mehreen, what should I do with my sister-in-law like this? Whatever happens,
He lied cleanly. No, brother, please, I have eaten well, there is no room now. At their insistence, Masreen
Look, he felt like a thick blanket was wrapped around him. Didn't he want children? But he was the one who was strangling this greatest joy of life.
We can't afford a child yet. This was what Mehreen meant. Obviously, she couldn't continue her job if she had a child, and her job was a big benefit for Asim. He was a selfish person by nature, spending a large part of his salary on his clothes and other luxuries. Mehreen was also crazy about his well-dressed appearance. Now that same passion had become his obsession. In such a situation, Mehreen's job was a dire need for the house.
Even though she was independent, she had so much authority. Her heart knew this. Asim knew this weakness of hers well and she herself wanted to fulfill her duty at all costs. She did not want Amma and Shahzad Bhai to suffer any pain from her. She did not want the world to be on her side.
Seeing Saira Bhabhi standing in front of him laughing carefree, he felt incredibly jealous. How calm and peaceful she flowed.
As the laughter grew louder, Marin, Asim Bhai, revealed the secret of this beauty. "What happened to another innocent girl just now, made Mehreen's heart yearn to tell those who are still unaware of the bitter realities of life that for God, this outward appearance is one thing. Behind this beautiful curtain, on the stage of life, there is always a very bad, very ugly game that takes away the color from the rest of life."
"I am here to look at the child, girls, why is it my child's blood so light?" Mehreen's mother-in-law scolded her in a harsh voice, leaving Asim happy and Farhan in a bad mood after her praise.
Hey sister, come, the food has started, why did you get involved in the talk of these girls?" Aunt Jan had become well acquainted with Chand. In the days, Mehreen's habit of making a mountain of political queens
"Yes, Marine, seeing your mother-in-law and husband together really makes you believe that there must be thorns with a rose." One of her cousins whispered, seeing them together.
Yes, it is worth a lot of money, the child of a son who is born in the womb, here it seems that they will go to the grave with this regret in their hearts. Mehreen's mother-in-law sighed, "How many people around you have seen this, and yet, your own filth has not been raised from Mehreen?" She must have heard this heart-rending phrase.
"If my aunt doesn't say that, sister, if God wills, my Mehreen will also raise both my son and daughter in her lap." He was like that. I felt exactly like my mother.
Mehreen's porcupine contented herself with a mocking snort, as she sat nearby and watched with warning eyes.
When Naheed was very concerned that when those people visited her, they would come from very civilized families.
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There was a look on their faces, how did they become so generous? Anwar, standing nearby, leaned over and said something to them, and they opened their mouths and even held each other in their laps. So they both seemed somewhat at ease and complete. Remembering her previous remarks about Anwar, her forehead became sweaty. What a civilized and responsible person he seemed. He cherished all relationships with love.
After Shahzad's arrival and departure, all the colors of her personality started to bloom. Whenever new clothes came to the market, she was among the first to buy them. Then, the foreign clothes sent by her brother were sold. He still used to send a lot of clothes to the people who came and went, but Asim had said that he should keep them with Amma for Naheed's dowry. Although Amma and Naheed used to sew most of them and wear them.
Her eyelids started to get wet automatically, or did she not? Where did Sajjad die? Mehreen shook her head, her eyes moving away from the showcase and fixed on the road in front, her gaze becoming fixed. The road from the shopping center on the other side of the swings
The one who was seen outside carrying a lot of packages was definitely "Asim". Whoever she was, dressed in modern attire with S, was very handsome. Putting his luggage in the back of the new model Accord parked in the parking lot, Asim took over the driving seat. The girl had come to the seat next to him. Standing on the other side of the road, Pina felt the fullness of his chest. It seemed that a smile had permanently settled on the girl's face too.
So, my sister-in-law will meet me somewhere, I don't know where, she will tease me about her stories, and you are also fine, she left me and came here. Mrs. Sajjad was talking as usual.
Frein... Mehreen, what's the matter? It's okay, why are you standing like this? She got worried when she didn't get a response to her words. 98
Patience and determination were determined in moments. "Nothing will happen." He determined with patience and determination.
Marine had been lying there for an unknown amount of time, her hands covering her eyes. It was almost twelve o'clock, but Asim was still missing.
And she herself began to feel how much she had fallen.
Why did you sell it? Come on, since when have I been looking for you to make me a Modi? "She stood up in shock at Aunt Jan's words. She didn't even realize how many shadows of sorrow were trembling in her old eyes, as if she had done something wrong.
Today, after a long time, she came to the nearby shopping mall with her colleague Sajjad after getting up from the office. Asim also used to take her with him sometimes. He usually got up earlier than her while Mehreen had to work. So she usually used the nearest point to her house.
A relative of Miz Sajjad's had met her and she got busy talking to her. To pass the time, Marine started looking at clothes in the showcases outside the shops. It all seemed so strange to her. It had been a long time since she had made any new clothes. She didn't even know whether the big five were in fashion these days, whether the length of the dresses was short or half-sleeved. She didn't know anything about when the machine started.
A feeling of longing rose in her heart. When had she been like this? Even when there was a lack of wealth in the house, her mother would dress her in the best clothes. Even cheap clothes would become very expensive in her skillful hands. Then in the job
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I am Sajjad Sahib's chauffeur, where he happened to see Asim coming and going. When he saw him using MD Sahib's car freely, he did not let go of him. And he inquired about it from MD Sahib's driver, and he was shocked to know that Asim Sahib's future son-in-law was going to get engaged to his only daughter soon. Hearing this, Sajjad Sahib was shocked and considered it his duty to immediately bring this whole matter to the attention of Chhattar Mehreen.
While listening to this whole matter from Mr. Sajjad's lips, Mehreen's heart was yearning. That the earth would split open and she would fall into it. This man had shattered all her illusions. He had nothing against Mrs. Sajjad's sincerity. It was her and her husband's mutual attitude that they had come forward to inform Mehreen, but a person wants to keep the hidden aspects of his personality hidden even from himself, he keeps a thousand curtains.
However, it was necessary to do something. She had understood that the girl seen with Asim that day was the daughter of Sajjad Sahib's MMD. But she did not know how her relationship with Asim had developed, nor did she tell Sajjad Sahib anything about it.
***
While calling Naila, her hands and feet were getting cold. She had got this phone number from Sajjad Sahib only through his efforts. It was he who suggested that Mehreen should talk to Naila directly because the water
I was told to wait. The water is now above my head. The iPhone was probably received by an employee who gave it to Mehreen.
"Ayla speaking" A few hours later, a voice emerged from the other side, and for a moment, the Marine's heart sank.
The days were slow. These days, he was coming home late. He also ate his meals outside many times. What Marine had seen today was completely unexpected for her, but it was definitely very painful. She soon became aware of Ali Sam's omnipresent nature. In this, he knew how to take advantage of his good looks everywhere at events. Marine had also repeatedly noted the increasing beauty of one of the nearby flats. But like many other things, Marine had kept a stone in his heart from this side too and it was also that no matter had taken a serious form. But today he felt danger hovering around him. Asim's frankness with this girl was giving him the feeling that the matter was serious.
As soon as she heard a knock at the entrance, she turned to the other side. She didn't want to face Asim at that moment.
It was Asim who came in and as expected he was very happy. The happy time that had passed had changed his mood. He entered the washroom on Mir and came to the bed. He had heard the noise of Mini playing the sad song. He also gave it to Mehreen in two or three voices but she was a cotton bean. At that time, his heart did not even want to see Asim's face. He who had proved to be just a kebab full of ants for him.
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For a few days, Mehreen had been feeling that Mrs. Sajjad was trying to tell her something, but she kept saying no. Finally, she caught up with her after office hours.
"You won't feel it, but I don't want you to be unaware of what I'm going to say in the rehearsal, so I'll beat you up." I don't want you to be unaware of what I'm going to say in the rehearsal.
Now what about them? In response to his questioning glances, the gist of what Mrs. Sajjad said was that the factory where
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It became difficult to handle.
"I have to meet you, it's very important," she said, unable to keep her voice from shaking even after saying so much.
But we don't know who they are. The other side is playing with me.
"We have never met before, but believe me, this meeting is important for both of us."
"Still, I never meet strangers like this." The leader still seemed hesitant.
It was a holiday. The program was that Sajjad Sahib would come home by today's break and then pick up Mehreen from his house and drop her off at Naika's place.
In the kingdom of Merin, God willing, everything will be fine. "Mrs. Sajjad, sensing the anxious state of Merin sitting in the back seat of the car, consoled her. Sajjad Sahib parked the car a little away from Naila's house. Naila was well known to the other employees. Because she was Subhani Sahib's gatekeeper and
"I will never forget your kindness and that of Sajjad Bhai for the rest of my life." Mehreen's voice cracked.
I want to talk to you about Asim. I think your confusion is over now, I think your confusion is over now, I think it will definitely be resolved. Mehreen's tone had become calm.
Brothers don't show kindness to their sisters. Don't talk like that in the future." Sajjad Sahib gently patted Mehreen's head, causing her to feel the intensity of the city of Adyad, which was miles away.
"Okay then tell me when and where I can meet you," Naila said, taking a decisive breath.
"Okay, let's go now, the sooner the matter is over, the better." Sajjad Sahib said, and he dried his wet eyelids. As he reached the entrance to the drawing room, he was completely exhausted.
She had calmed down. At least the restless feeling in her heart and the cold hands and feet were completely normal now. She was surprised at herself. Perhaps, after fighting with herself for so many days, her nerves were exhausted and she was sure of her decision. She had thought that if she could end this painful situation, she would now give it to her, good or bad, in which she had been suffering continuously for the past several days.
"Assalamu Alaikum, I'm Naila." She was probably in a hurry too, so Mehreen didn't have to wait at all.
She looked very good in a brown colored suit with shiny hair. Contemporaries carefully examined her. Of course, in style, she is also the same as Niazi, which is the characteristic of this class. Of course, among them,
"I am Mehreen! Sir Mehreen Asim" Mehreen fixed her eyes on his face and said,
You don't need to bother, I can come to your house myself if you think it's appropriate.
"Okay, come back later, I'll wait for you, I hope I'm keeping myself busy for too long." She didn't want to.
"If this meeting is in private..." "Don't worry, I understand."
"Well, see you later, bye." Mehreen looked at Mrs. Sajjad while putting down the receiver.
"You're right, Sajjad will drop you off at Subhani Sahib's place now." He said, taking Naila's father's name. The conversation was going on at Masir Sajjadi's house. Asim had been out of town for two days this morning on K-Frame work. She would like to complete this work in his absence. Today, both Mehreen and Mrs. Sajjad wanted to get it done from the office.
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Deeply grieved, his face was covered in smoke, and his heart ached.
What nonsense, how can all this happen to you, Qasim and me? Naila controlled herself. When she tried, a faint smile appeared on Mehreen's face.
"The current is your kindness," Marine said as she got out of the car and started to back up the car, smiling. "Maybe we won't be able to meet again in this life because of the good things, but in the next life, my daughter will also be happy after God. May God always keep you happy."
He said in his heart. Marine stared at the car driving away, thinking that he had lost in his prime.
But will she ever be able to forgive Asim? she asked herself.
No, never, but what news of patience, may the bitter sip become the antidote to her future life, she thought as she climbed the stairs of the apartment.
I am not happy to be in the middle of this, yet I have come all the way here to inform us of this truth. Mehreen took out the marriage certificate and other identity documents from her purse. The ones she had brought with her on Sajjad Bhai's request. Naila's face was turning yellow as she quickly looked at the papers. Mehreen placed her hand on her shoulder, but otherwise she raised her head and neither did she know how many times she had been sitting with her head bowed, nor did she know how many beautiful dreams she had had just before, how many hearts were bound in her fist. And neither did she know how many moments she had been like this.
"I really don't care, Mehreen. It's my fault. But believe me, I'm innocent. Please forgive me for the hurt I have caused you unknowingly!"
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As Naila slowly finished her speech, Mehreen's heart began to bow before this sweet girl. "Asim is only yours and will remain yours. I will always pray for you that no other Naila comes in your way."
Naila stopped the car in front of Mehreen's apartments and was about to leave despite Mehreen's repeated requests.
He will never know about my meeting with you. You will be completely unconcerned. She was constantly reassuring him.
Thank you very much Naila, although the word thank you is too small compared to your sincerity, but my heart goes out to you.
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