A wanderer Episode 5

 

Chaudhry Shimoun...! "I saw your Ming today," Malangi said, swaying drunkenly. When Shuki heard it, he laughed and said laughingly:

"There is a difference between Ming and Bharjai, crazy...! Today, I have seen my Bharjai and not Chaudhry's Ming."Oh! What are you two doing? I have nothing to drink..." Shimon said while pouring wine into a glass. Chaudhry Shamoon and his friends Malangi and Shawki. In the cold night of December at the camp of Chaudhry Shimoun, the bonfire was lit and the fun of drinking and kebab was returning."I explain... Chaudhry...! Today, a girl from your village came to the wedding hall in the barat base. It was there that I saw Teri Ming while crossing the road. Malangi explained while putting a pint of wine.

 

"So what will you explain...Malangi king! Let me tell you about Bharjai. Look! Chaudhry! You are my friend; your love does not match with you. That is Maluk Si and Tu Ghabru Jawan...this pair is not getting anything" Shawki said the bitter thing sweetly. Simon said sternly: "Shoki...! Book don't come. She is my Ming...that too from childhood""Don't be angry Chaudhry! There will be no Athiri Run Sohni with you. This is not a teacher…” Shoki had once again said, without any hesitation. Malangi asked while eating kebab:"No, tell me. Where will she come from?"

 

"Kul ki achki hai...mian chun se (City name) ..." Shoki Kamiini said with a smile. Shimoon and Malangi's ears stood up when they heard Shoki's words."Shoki! Speak directly. "Shimaun looked at Shawki with red eyes and said."O yeah it is...the redness of your eyes...your anger, my king! Let me tell you... keep cool... the next village's mahr Saeed isn't it! Her sister is Sundus. Nanke used to stay and came yesterday. Bada Nakhra...Bari Athri Hai Bhai" Malangi and Shimoon looked at each other after hearing Shake’s words."The truth is... Chaudhry Shimoun! I accepted him as Bharjai only yesterday.” Shoki said quickly.

"Shoki...! It's already twelve o'clock for you" Malangi said."What is Shamail...! It's midnight… now let me sleep.” Satara replied impatiently."It's twelve o'clock..." said Shamail."Don't tell me the time... tell me the work..." Satara said while yawning. "I have found him..." Shamail announced his success."Who...?" Satara sat down with her eyes locked and looked at her younger sisters who were all sleeping."To Morgan Beg...and to whom..." Shamail was speaking in a low voice, if her bus was moving, she would shout and tell."Morgan Baig has been found," said the star himself" Yes...and sent him a friend request too" "Well...you are sitting on Facebook...help of Facebook...sheer disease..."

 "I have really fallen in love with him" Shamail told the state of his heart with his hands. "Who told this...?" Satara asked coldly. "I am not getting any sleep... In love, sleep is the first thing to fly," Shamail tried to show wisdom. "I have the cure for your sleep" "What did he do..." Shamail quickly asked. "You take out your matric books...open one of them...you will fall asleep immediately" Star turned off the mobile in anger. Then looking around everyone was sleeping, he said to himself while lying down: Ammi is right... Star! An enemy friend is better than a stupid friend" Maham Chaudhry! "Get your brains, don't think like a fool, it can never happen." "But I don't like Simon"

"Then reject this relationship" "I will deny it... but... I have the language of Abu... what will people say... I have not kept the language of my late father, no matter what happens, I will definitely keep the language of Abu""Mahem is lying on his bed! He spoke silently with the voice of his conscience.

Sometimes the voice of Zamir's argument would be strong and sometimes Maham's voice would present the best arguments. Maham was afraid of losing his love in this war of voices. "What does your heart say" came from Zamir.

"Where does the heart let the straight path go?" It is leading to the swamp" Maham's voice came out. He wiped his tears while lying down." If there is moisture of love in the heart for someone, then it shines in the eyes, the shine starts pouring from the eyes when the thunder of emotions cannot stand"  Zamir  gave his final opinion. After listening to Zameer's words, Maham angrily removed the quilt and opened the window of her room and started looking at the steps of the mosque where Morgan was standing.

Morgan sometimes saw her behind the window and sometimes cradled her in his arms.Morgan picked up a piece of bangles placed on top of a napkin on the table in front of him and started looking at it.

He got tired and left his bedroom and went to the terrace. In front of the terrace was the garden of his house. In which there were tall trees of sambal and sundri along the outer wall. On the pages of which he could see Maham's picture.

Morgan looked at his right hand which was holding Maham.Maham looked at his wrist where the scratches were.  Maham Chaudhry! "Such scratches become wounds" echoed Ashal's voice. He took out the first-aid box in the room and wrapped a bandage on his wrist. Morgan also came to his bedroom, opened the fridge, took out pineapple juice and started drinking it, he had finished all the juice in one breath.After that he sat leaning on his bed and started thinking.

 

"What is happening to me" came from his mind. "I tell you… you fell in love with him," Dil reported quickly. "Don't do nonsense... it's a lie" the mind reacted strongly to the words of the heart and then explained Be practical... Beg sir! Don't take anything of your heart seriously...it's crazy...crazy" "I have been in love" Iqbal was easily offended by the heart. "Shut up!...Love is gone...Love is a word...which is used to cheat the most in the world...Why Beg Sahib!" I said right... these were your words.

 

"Do you still believe in love?" Madagh presented strong arguments to Baig Sahib "Morgan sir! I tell you…you still believe in love. Only human beings have arisen.  Look, Brain! Don't disturb Morgan Sahib" Dil replied with great patience after listening to the thunderous speech of the mind. Musamil was leaning on the bed listening to the examination of the heart and mind.

Even after listening to all these arguments, Morgan could not understand anything.It was getting more and more tangled like a tangle of kite strings. The state of anxiety was increasing more and more.This interrogation of mind and heart did not reach any logical conclusion. Morgan turned off the light in the room and tried to sleep. Hakeem sir! Turn on the light" Hakeem Sahib's Begum Arusa said when she saw Hakeem Sahib going to pray. Hakeem turned on the light. Hakeem Sahib's Begum Arosa has been ill for the past several years and has severe pain in her knees.Due to which she cannot walk again. Moves from one place to another with the help of a wheelchair. Arusa Begum! At night, you did not take the medicine again," Hakeem Sahib said in a reprimanding manner. "Have you read tahjud" asked Arusa.

"Yes, I read it... Shall I give the medicine...?" Hakeem asked."Empty stomach... drink medicine" Arusa said disgustedly.

"It had to be drunk on an empty stomach" Hakeem Sahib took the bottle of native medicine and gave a spoonful to Arusa. "Ah...it's very bitter" Arusa expressed her disapproval, making a childish face. Arusa Begum! "Truth and medicine...bitter as they may be, benefits do come." Hakeem sir! Your words are also wise.""Earlier, you used to say something else," Hakeem Sahib said to Alfat while looking at Arusa.

"You too...! Heard that Morgan Baig also came with the procession… Does he know you…?”"I didn't think from his words...that he knows me," said Hakeem while thinking.

"There was a meeting... what...?" Arosa asked curiously."He was one of the few people in the procession...his name is also included in the witnesses of the marriage...he has also offered prayers in the mosque" "What will he think if he finds out...?" Arusa said worriedly.

"Who Ashal thinks...she can take care of herself as a girl...she is a boy.""There is something else about the torch""You are amazing too. Arosa Begum! If you ask me, Ashal's grief is much greater...much more than Morgan Baig's.”

"And your grief..." Arusa asked looking at her with examining eyes. Hakeem Sahib met Arusa's eyes for a moment and then got up on all fours and said:"It is time for Fajr Azan...I am going to the mosque Believer! Now get up too...When did the call to prayer go, one is you and one is Maham...He never had to get up and you never got up" Maryam Bibi said while taking her eyes off the Holy Quran, then she got busy reading the Quran.

"Assalam Alaikum Ammi Ji" Maham said as soon as he entered the room. Maryam Bibi looked at him and answered in her mouth. "Momina is still sleeping...wake up Momina..."Maham lovingly removed Momina's blanket and kissed her forehead."You! That's why I don't get up... you come and kiss my forehead" Momena said opening her eyes. "Let's pray quickly..." Maham picked up the holy Quran from the cupboard and started reciting it.

Chaudhry Shamshad Ahmed and Headmaster Mahmood Ahmed were two brothers. The two of them and their driver had gone to Mandi Bahauddin on a work trip a few years ago. On the way back, the car met with an accident and the driver and the master lost their lives on the spot. Chaudhry Shamshad was on the back seat and lost both his legs in the accident.

Headmaster Mahmood Ahmed has two daughters.The elder Maham Chaudhry and the younger Momina Chaudhry. After doing her MA, M.Ed. Maham expressed her intention to establish a high school for girls. Master happily accepted his daughter's words. The joint land of Chaudhry Shamshad and Headmaster Mahmood was 20 square meters. Whose maintenance was under the responsibility of Chaudhry Shamshad.

 

Master Sahib had never interfered in his elder brother's affairs.Whatever he gave from the income of the lands, Master would have kept it quietly.The havelis of both the brothers were in the village of Miraj. Maham wished that there is a main GT road 4 km away from the village of Muara. A school should be built there and a house behind it.Almost the entire area along GT Road belonged to Master Mahmood.

Therefore, there was no special difficulty in implementing this intention, the school and the house were built exactly according to Maham's intention and will. It was only two years since Maham's school started that Master Mahmood died in a car accident. Both the daughters of Master Mahmood were well educated like their father.

 On the contrary, Chaudhry Shamshad's two children proved to be extremely illiterate. Chaudhry Shimoun dropped out of school in the seventh grade. Shamail failed the matriculation exam four times, in contrast her friend Satara is working as a teacher in Maham's school after doing B, A.