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Chapter 4
Gujranwala, Pakistan
Shabbo walked through the muddy roads of Gujranwala to the fields. Just then, a man with a sturdy looks stopped her. He's Bahadur Mehmood, the acclaimed wrestler of the area. He has won many wrestling competitions held in the neighboring villages but what he's yearning to win is our Shabbo's heart who in turn doesn't give a damn about him.
"Oye Shabbo! Aap athe?" he asked as he was not aware of her arrival.
Shabbo closed her eyes in irritation, "Allah! Abb yeh mera dimag khayega!" she cursed under her breath. She turned around, pasting a smile on her face.
"Haan.. kyu? Yahan aane ke liye aapki ijaazat ki zaroorat hai?" she asked.
"O jee nahi.. maine toh aiwanyi puchh liya!" he said with a goofy smile. Shabbo too forced a smile.
"Waise jee, bahout khushi hui jee aapko dekhkar... main kaafi dino soch raha tha ki aap aayi nahi!" Anwar replied.
"Abb toh aa gayi !" Shabbo replied.
To which Bahadur smiled foolishly again and Shabbo too forced a smile. Seeing her smiling with him, Bahadur blushed with a shy smile. Shabbo gave him a weird look, "Ho gaya?!"
"Jee?" Bahadur said, not understanding what she meant.
"Agar aapka sharmana ho gaya ho toh main chalu.. phokat time nahi hai mere paas!" she replied.
"O jee.. kithe jana hai? Main apni fatfatiya par chhod deta hu!" he asked.
"Jee?" Shabbo asked confused.
"Haan jee! Fatfatiya.. ojee bilkul navi hai.. phurrr bhagti hai!" Bahadur said while patting the green motorcycle parked besides.
"Yeh.. motorcycle hai !" Shabbo said, "Khair.. chhaddo! Main chali..Khuda hafiz!" she added.
"Khuda hafiz...o jee milte rehna!" he shouted from behind.
"Allah.. abb dobara isse mulakat naa ho!" she prayed as she moved away as fast as she could.
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London,
Firdous paced around the room untiring with worry evident on his face. He glanced at the clock. Isra put the receiver down and rubbed her temples. Firdous looked at her and she moved her head in negative. He looked at the door helplessly.
"Allah jaane kahan chali gayi hai dono? Bas sahi salamat ghar aa jaye, main uske baad kuch aur nahi mangungi! " she prayed to almighty.
"Aapne jaane he nahi dena tha bachhiyon ko! Aur independent banao unhe.. pata nahi kahan hongi meri bachhiyan! Zamaana kitna khraab hai!"Isra complained unstop.
"Main kehti hu kya fyada hai inn sab ka? Batayein! Apni bachho ki safety ko dau par laga kar, kaisi padhayi, kaisi independence?"she ranted.
"Toh aur kya karta? Batao! Ladkiyon ko ghar mein band karke toh nahi baitha sakta na!"Firdous shouted when his patience gave up!
"Main janta hoon ki aaj ka zamaana kaisa hai aur kaisa nahi.. lekin iss wajah se main unhe qaid karke nahi rakh sakta..!" he added.
"Tum pareshaan ho toh main bhi sukoon mein nahi hu.. fikr mujhe bhi hai.. aaj tak aisa kabhi nahi hua!"
"Toh aap kuch karein!" Isra requested nearly in tears.
"Main kya Karun, meri khud samajh nahi aa raha!" he replied with a sigh. "Abb toh allahhe humari betiyon ki hifazat karega!"
Meanwhile in Pakistan,
Both Asad and Aman were enjoying the summer sun while sitting on the cot waiting for their mother to bring their lunch.
"Allah.. Kahan reh gayi ammi? Main toh mara jaa raha hu bhuk ke maare!" Aman complained.
"Sabr karein bhaijaan.. aati hongi..!" Asad said.
"Kitna sabr..? Main toh soo jaunga intezaar karte karte!"Aman replied while yawning.
"Leh.. phir sona.. bhaijaan aapko itni neend kaise aati hai?!" Asad asked surprised by his brother's addiction to sleep.
"Kyu sona gunaah hai?" Aman asked.
"Nahi.. lekin..! Kair chhodein aap bura maan jayenge!" Asad replied.
"Tumhari yeh he aadat mujhe bahout fizool lagti hai.. baat ki chingari chhod kar chup ho jate ho! Nahi batana naa batao..!" Aman said irritated.
There was silence for a while when Aman heard someone calling out his name from behind. It didn't take him long to realize who it was, Shabbo!
"Marr gaya.. yeh kahan se tapak padi !" Aman said worried.
"Arre haan.. aaj aana tha inhone.. aapko nahi pata?" Asad asked.
"Pata hota toh kabka bhag leta!" Aman replied to which Asad chuckles.
"Hass kya raha hai? Madat kar meri.. aa gayi toh dimag chaat degi!" Aman said, scared of her approaching figure.
"Aap darr rahe hai Bhai?!" Asad asks enjoying his condition.
"Iske jaisa bhoot tere gale padega tab puchhunga!" Aman replies irritated.
"Allah bachaye!" Asad says touching his ears.
"Main toh bhaag raha hu..!" Aman said and turns around to run away but he was late. Shabbo reached where they were standing and started singing, "Saat samundar paar main tere pechhe pechhe aa gayi!"
Asad chuckles hiding his face while Aman turns around to face her with a stupid smile.
"Haaye aise toh na dekho... kuch kuch hota hai !" Shabbo says in dramatic way !
"Mera bas chale toh main teri shakal bhi na dekhun!" Aman mumbles.
"Hain?!"
"Kuch nahi... Tum yahan kaise?! Aur yeh kya saat samundar paar laga rakha hai?" Aman asks.
"Naraaz na ho... saat samundar naa sahi, magar main tumhare liye.. saat gaon toh paar karke aayi hu! Sirf tumhare liye jaan-e-mann!" Shabbo replies shyly.
Asad clears his throat as the talks were getting personal, "Mere khayal mein mujhe chalna chahiye.. Ammi khane par intezaar kar rahi hongi!" Asad said.
"Nahi jee koi zaroorat nahi hai.. main layi hu khana tum dono ke liye.. aur tujhe toh main apne haathon se khilaongi !" Shabbo replies looking at Aman.
"Nahi.. meri bhuk toh marr gayi.. aap Aman Bhai ko he khilaye! Waise bhi bhuk se tadaprahe the woh.. keh rahe the ki unka bas chale toh do logon ka khana kha jaye!" Asad said earning a deadly glare from Aman.
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London,
Heer reached the address that Laiba had given her. The ambience of the place wasn't very good. The youngsters lay unconscious all around. Some were doing cheap vulgar things. There was smell of alcohol all around. Heer covered her nose with her dupatta.
"Yeh kaisi party hai? Amirah se baat karni padegi !" Heer thought as she moved inside the venue. She dried the small beads of sweat formed on her forehead as she moved ahead.
There was a group of men, sitting by the bar counter drinking, one of them noticed her.
"Looks like we have new guest!" he said as he approached Heer.
He was so drunk that he wasn't able to even stand properly. Heer moved backward as she saw him coming towards her.
"So darling! What will you have? Whisky, Champagne, or Hard shots directly?" he asked her.
Heer looked at him, from top to bottom, scared.
"Ahh.. the girl's checking me out! No problem.. let...let me help you!" the man said as he began unbuttoning his shirt, while the guys behind cheered for him.
Heer looked away as the man came close to her. She could smell his alcohol laden breaths. he moved even closer as he tried to kiss her but Heer pushed him back. He lost his balance and fell down. Heer grabbed this opportunity to run away from there. Her heart was racing fast after that encounter and she was hell scared. Just then, she saw a girl on the couch with a guy kissing her all around. The girl looked familiar and on looking carefully, she was shocked !
"Amirah!" she called out.
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