Fiza'a OS gallery thread 1 - Page 39

Hello guys

Thnku so much to all of u for ur love n support at the previous one as well as at hell found me n me n my frnds…thnks aloot…ur coments always give me a new strength to try sum thing new n special for me as a writer…though I know im nt tht gud…n im nt being humble…

Oki as Wajood has been discussed earlier ….

Wajood is basically what walking with you …was….initially I wrote wajood rather than walking with u….thts why u will find almost evrything similar to WWU but the story will turn into a complete different world…..this sum thing I want to address….n I hope u all will like it….

Jaee I hope u like it as u were the only person who even considered wajood's wajood as a story

Lecture over….sorry for making u bored

Lov

Fiza

WAJOOD

Sitting in the center of bed …..she was very nerovous….scared…lost n numb….a bit little excited n blushing too…Ya ALLAH …her breath can only call this …..this is the most difficult moment for her ….or maybe for any girl….

Nervous….its the first time she is gonna meet the person whom now she belongs to …..

Scared,,,to step in the unknown…..a destination from where there is no escape ……

Excited….hmm its her new life…she is a girl..has weaved sum dreams ….sum expectation mayb nt tht much from him…but from her self more….

Belonging to conservative muslim family …she even don't know his name……as have no strength to ask tht ……n nobody bothers to tell her…..

She is the only child of her parents….. a girl in her mid 20s was figuring out her fate changes... unknown.....n a bit disappointed too.....doing so much in life she find herself completely worthless .....whn her love ones say tht she hasn't find the real place of her in her life.....

She has turn 25 ...bs ab is ki shadi hojani chaiy .....

kya baat hai....kya rishty nhi atay

itna parh jo liya hai...demagh hogya...

bs kya keray jo Allah k manzoor....

sumwhere compelled to believe tht a girl has no value of her credentials....her only credentials are her husband ..n happy saural n children.....

she laughed pitifully ...but never in life she has taken all this to her mind ....never get influenced by all this ....she has achieved wht she want to ....despite of living in highly conservative muslim family.....a joint family ....where all decision are taken my her grand father ...dadu.....

zeenat: par kya...achay llog hain. ....larka parha likha hai...khandan bhi acha hai....

nupur: ami kaun kaun a rah hai...

zenat: un k waaldaa(mther) aur shayd ko behan

nupur: aur larka

zeenat: nupur ap ko pata hai na....baba jani ko yeah sab nhi pasand ....khoshish kero gi ...agr taseveer mil jay tu ...per vaada nhi kerti....ab taiyar hojaiy ha ...kal magrib k bad( evening) mein woh loog aay gay

nupur: jee

she entered the place lowering her head.....greeting evry1 .......she was offered the place next to the boy's mom

shilpa: .tu beta kya kerti hain ap

nupur: hum ny masters kiya hai child psychology mein

shilpa: yaha tu koi girls university nhi ...jo yeah subject offer keray

nupur: orthodox....phas gay nupur....nhi anty hum ny online kiya hai....hum ek American university se masters hai

shilpa: kya faida...larkiyoon k liyan itna ambitious honay k koi faida nhi ......sambhalana tu unhon ghar hi hai

diya: wao amibious thts gr8

nupur: she smiled ...thnku

zeenat: wasy humari nupur ghar k bhi saray kam janti hai....khana tu buhat acha banti hai

shilpa: aray wah..yeah tu buhat achi baat hai/...warna aj kal larkiyana itna tu bolti hain....her waqt ya tu mobile ya phir dost

zeenat: nhi nhi nupur se zayada jati ati bhi nhi.........islyan hum ny isay universtiy bhi nhi jany diya ....

shilpa: buhat pyari hai ap ki beti

nupur: took a breath of relifed..n left the place

she was lying on the bed....watching the fans fin forming a circle to spread sum soothing air on her....but whn they stop the agin separate in to fins.....she smiled pitfully at tht

larkiyon ko ambitious nhi hona chaiy.....ghar se nikalti bhi nhi.....ghar k sary kam aaty hain

waooo kya tareef hai meri.....mein kya sochti hoon ...kya janti...kya sochti hoon...mein ny zindagi mein kya kiya.....mera wajood kiya hai....khabhi khabi asl*gta hai k....logo sirf ek asi larki chiay jo un ke maa ke khidmaat (serve) keray...un k ghar mein nuakari ki jaga lay ...in ke zarooratein bora kery......aur sab se pehly un k nasal agay barahy.......ek humsafar ...ek lifetime partner k tu hasaiyat hi nhi hai ......

ya allah pls help me haan.....ap ko pata hai zindai mein is ek rishaty se mjhy kitna daar lagta hai......pls yeah faisala ap k hoga ...bs meri liyan sab thik kerna....yeah loog aur in ke baatein tu mjhy ..errr

zeenat; nupur

nupur: ji ami ...aaaii

zeenat: ap un loogo ko buhat achi lagi hai...un ki taraf se rishta pakka hai....aur humain bhi woh loog achy lagay .......

nupur: per ami hum istaygara kerna chaty thay

istaygara is a method in muslim religion done to ask Allah's permision so tht a person dont make a wrong decion.....its a kind of prayers....

dadu: deemagh karab hogya hai is larki k...ab yeah humary faslo per shak keray gi...aj tak humary beto ny as nhi kiya.....

she moved back at his voice...she was dam scared ...evry one in the house was.....but still she maged to speak wht she wants to...tht was nupur....

nupur: per agar galat ayya tu ...kam se

dadu: zeenat ...ap is ko smhjat dain ...is ke zaban buhat zyada calny lagi hai...nupur yeah humara fasla hai...ap se ko jitna jaldi hosaky maan layin samhji....aur ab ap apny karay jay ...abhi k abhi

she rushed to her room sobing a bit throwing her self on bed she cryed for sum moments .....she knw has to do this..she has no choice...but she was dam sacred to step into unknow....she havent seen him...even did know anything abt him...nt even his name ..she went to washroom n prepared herslef for prayers ........she was siting on ja namz.....

nupur: ya Allah yeah fasla ap per chor...bs sab woh hi kerna jo ap acha smhjtay hoon ..ap jantay hoo mein ny hamesha ap se hi manga hai....aur apny hi mjhy diya hai...tu zindagi k sab se bary faisaly mein bhi meri madad ker na ......

saying so she hided her face in her plams.....n strt sobing agin …..

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zeenat: nupur .....neechy aajay ap....ap k sasural se jora(dress) aaya hai

nupur: ji...ati hoon

yes the time has arrived....her engagement has been fixed within two ..

gathering n finding happiness in the moment ....she decent down to look at the first gift sended by him for her.....somwhere her heart was very much excited...it will also reflect wht his mind set ...she hesitantly opened the box......n her jaw droped in shock....

no it wasnt a ghara ra....neither it was an anarkali suit

it ws a sea green long shirt with stright paints....her herat was dancing ...as she was never allowed to wear anything like tht

anty: hay Allah yeah kiya hai....kasa jhora hai...asa koi apni mangin mein phahnta hai bhala......

zeenat: ab kya ker sakty hain anty ...sasural se aaya hai ....mayank ki pasand hai...ab tu nupur ny us ki pasand k mutabik (according) hi rehna hai ......wapas keray gay tu ....bora na man jay…. nhi...nupur yeahi hi pehnay gi

nupur: par meiin ny asa kuch kabhi nhi pehna ..is ko carry kasy kertay hai.....she supred her smile....n diya looked at her in disbelive

zeenat: pehna paray ga beta .....shabsh .......

dadu: on phone.....yeah ap kasi baat ker rahy hai...humray yaha asa nhi hota

evry1 was scared n shocked

dekhain woh humara beta hain...jab jahy yaha asakta hai ....per mangni ke rasam alag alag ada ki jay gi.....nikah se pehlay dono k ek dosray se milana kuch sahi nhi lag ta

she felt a little low at the word...she lost another chance to see him ...she knew for anything like tht her dadu will nt allow....now she will get to c him at wedding night ....she swallowed a lump down...

hum abhi asa kuch nhi sochay ga...itna door k kuch nhi ...relax abhi buaht time hai.....sab acha acha soch....plsss...dekho us mjhy mein aur is rishty mein intrest tu hai ..warna mjhy se milny ki lyan itny sary rasty nhi nikalta....

a more disappointment arrived for her as the veil of the drees was changed …..a longer one was choiced……

her engment cermony was carried out perfectly n with this mth she was getting married too…..

the whole preparation of the weding was carried out rapidly n here she is …..siting on her room veiled on waiting for sum1

with evry movement oustide…her heart beat was increasing …..with even a slight movent around her was making her nervous……getting a bit tired wearing this veil she looked up to figure out the room or find any picture of himm around…but to her luck there was noooo……

a sound outside n she straighten up right there

time paased …but there n sign of her groom////due to extrem tiring rituals n sleeples night due to nervousness …..she was feeling to sleepy…leaning her back to bed side …she doze of to sleep….

A ache in her bck in very early morning make her realize she has slept on her weding night …..without waitng for her groom….she loked around still the bed was same nt a single petal was messed to shw any sign of movement …..why didn't he show up…

Kya woh aay thay….kahin humain sota dekh ker tu nhi chalya gay….ghussa tu nhi hoay hon gay….pata nhi kaha gay…..feeling her throat getting dry she turn to side table to have sum water……

But there she found a enovlop having the title….

For bride

She smiled a bit…mayb he has sum surprise for her…she was so amzed to now how he has done litlet thing to make her feel bit special…she excitely opend it n found a lettr

Humain pata ..yeah khat(letter) prarh k …ap hum se nafrat keray gi….sach jany tu humain farq nhi parta……hum yeah rishta nhi qoobool saktay…..ap jazbatoo k sath khelny k liyan mafi chaty hain…..per humary pass aur koi rasta na tha…is rishty mein ap ko bandhy rekhny k koi maqasad nhi…islyan hum ap ko is risthy se bhi azad ketay hai…is kahat k sath ap ko talaq nama bhi miljay ga……mahar (alimony) k raqam (amount) aur kuch aur pasay ap ke nai zindagi shooro kerny mein madad keray gay……

Hosaktay ho haumin maaf kerdijay ga……

Allah Hafiz

She kept tht holding in her hand for a min n next u droped her self n bed as she fainted……after sum time due to sunrays n her recovering body …she opened her eyes wishing tht wht just had happen may be was a nightmare…..but it was …the letter was still in her hand

She looked at her fantically..

Is mein tu kahin likha hi nhi…..ap likhna bholl ga…..ap yeah likhna bhol gay k humara kasoor kiya hai ….kiya kya hum ny…she shouted on top her voice…..kasur kya tha mera….naam tu bata day tay kam as kam bad dua dayna tu asaan hota…..she loked at her hands

N madly strted to remove the bangles …breaking them n hrting her self too….she stood in frnd of mirror n traced her image in mirror..removing the veil…jewllery talking a smiple dress she went inside the wash room….n stood benthe the shower….looking at her hand she trued to rub of the faith her hands hold…the more she tries the more it hurts …but nhthing happened to the dark color of hena….she laughed with tears finllly making there way out…….hena's dark color…husband love…..wao how much he loved me waoooo……she droped her self on floor n carried put loud……cuddling herself close…she vepped sobbed, n cried n cried until she was torn n worn out