A wanderer Episode 10

 

I have seen a boy in Malkwal for my image. The boy is a sheller,” Chaudhry Shamshad put down the hose and, steering his wheelchair, approached his bedside. 

When Shahida Bibi saw it, she immediately got down from her bed and helped Chaudhry Shamshad to lie on the bed.

"Chaudhry! Don't just say yes, I want to see the boy.

Shimoon's relationship was also fixed by himself.

"Fortunate is your son who will have a girl like Maham in his life"

"Yes, it is a great honor! From somewhere it seems that the landlords have a problem.

Caste does not belong, sand belongs. Chaudhry! Your brother and sister-in-law kept their eyes on studies. If you have to cook food for ten servants, both the sisters will die."

"By explaining to the witness, 5 square meters of land will also come with Maham. Patar was the only one, otherwise I would not have let the little one go out."

 

"Shoki was telling me that Mehr Saeed's sister is Sambal!" Mian used to live in Nanak's house in Chanu.

The whole six squares are in his name, I like him for my Simeon.”

"Witness Bibi!" Don't you have been killed. I heard she was caught with a boy there. Grandma has folded her hands and sent her back."

"Chaudhry! That's how it sounds. There is no such thing. My majeeda lives in Mian Chanu, I have informed everything from her. 

"Balley wey balle Shahida Bibi!" You are moving, if you listen to one thing... Shimoon will be married only to Maham. " Abbe has fixed my marriage in Malikwal" Shamail informed Satara while making a face. "This is a matter of happiness... Why is it twelve o'clock on your face?" Satara asked. "I am in love with Morgan Baig... he also wants to marry me." Shamail shared his worries. "Isa Morgan himself said that he wants to marry you.

Satara was surprised to hear Shamail's words.

Morgan Beg of Facebook. I am not talking about that factory guy…”

"Good, good... the Facebook guy... Thank goodness idiots don't have horns on their heads..."

"You are making fun of me," Shamail said in a hug.

"I want to see...your dress..." said Satara quickly.

Shamail got up, peeped out of his room, closed the door and showed Satara the picture of Morgan on his mobile. After seeing the picture, Satara asked:

"The family has also shown you a picture of the one with whom you had a relationship." Shamail nodded and took out a picture from the showcase in front of the star.

There, the star's eyes fell on the picture, and Shamail's language started moving.

His name is Sharafat Hussain.

There is a sheller in Malkwal. There were two elder sisters, they are married. The father is dead. There are only two mother and son in the house.

"Listen to me and quickly accept Sharaf..."

"I have seen your Morgan, it looks like a sample, open Facebook in front of Sharafat and quickly unfriend your Morgan and search for Sharafat and send a friend request and also send a message to your fiancé Shamail!"

But Star was my dream from the beginning.

Whether my fiance is like Ashal's fiance or like a factory man, he is normal in appearance. Abba should have asked me. I am very beautiful with nobility, the couple should be equal like Ashal and Haris..."

"So don't look at Ashal and Haris. Look at your brother Shimoun and Maham, are they equal? So it is not more beautiful than Maham.

Maqbool Hussain is more beautiful than your brother. My advice is to get married with dignity and follow your will "But ... that..." Shamail had said as much while thinking. Satara quickly cut him off and said:

"If you leave... then you haven't moved away from Digger yet... Yes! My great aunt was saying one day that if one gets married to a person who is less than her, then the person submits with all his life."

"Satara to meri baat to sun... Maqbool's mother is asking for the next month's date." Shamail told Satara by shaking her.

"I say... If you ask for marriage next week instead of next month, then don't refuse. Today Grandmother died… Tawakal is the sole mistress of the house. I am going to Shamil. Ammi had allowed him to come with great difficulty.” Satara left there.

Shamail was deep in thought, she said in her mouth:

"Instead of next month…next week…?"Days turned into weeks and weeks into months. There was no difference in Morgan's routine. The weather has changed but the mood has not changed. After winter, autumn and spring also came and went. The summer was in full swing, Bazla and Momina's second year exams were over.

A day before Haris and Ashal's marriage, Hakeem Sahib was about to leave for Friday reading when he suddenly thought of Ashal, so he turned from the outer door of the house and went to Ashal's room.

Ashal was ironing the clothes at that time, the door of the room was still open, yet Hakeem asked permission from Ashal to enter the room:

"Torch daughter! I can come in…”

"Abba!! You too... Why are you asking me for permission..." Ashal said in a complaining manner? "Where permission is sought...

"Rebellion...! I don't understand..." Ashal asked in surprise. His hands were stopped while ironing. He looked at Hakeem Sahib with questioning eyes. "When will I tell you... also about the rebellion... you tell me now... I won't order anything else from the city... I am going to study on Friday." Hakeem Sahib asked Halimi. "Abba! I don't want anything... I come after asking Amma. Ashal said while taking out the plug of the iron. 

"I have asked your mother..." Saying this, Hakeem Sahib came to Ashal, put his hand on her head with compassion and then said: "Any wish that I have..." "I have a wish...I want to invite one of my friends for marriage" "I have told Maryam sister." Hakeem replied with satisfaction. "Abba! I am talking about Dadi Mumtaz, she is also my friend...!!” Hakeem Sahib looked at Ashal with deep eyes. There was truth in Ashal's eyes. He looked at Hakim Sahib and politely said:

"Abba! You yourself sent me to Model Town, I met him only on your request. Forgive me for two things I did not mention to you."Hakeem Sahib asked the question with his eyes." I often talk to him on mobile" said Ishal and bowed his neck. Hakeem Sahib was still looking at her face.

"Another thing...?" Hakeem Sahib had asked in a concerned manner. Hearing this, Ishal took out the bracelet given by Mumtaz Begum from the iron safe cupboard.

"Grandmother Mumtaz gave it to me. I told Amma about this bracelet on the same day.

I was afraid to tell you. Abba didn't want to take this under your oath, in front of his sincerity and love, I didn't have a chance" Ishal was trying to convince Hakeem. Hakeem Sahib embraced Ashal and said emotionally:

"Torch daughter! I am proud of you...you call your friend I don't mind.” Hakeem Sahib said this and walked, reaching the door of the room he stopped and turned to see Ashal. 

"Now!! I will be happier if you come to my room without permission.” Hakeem Sahib suppressed an emotional smile with sparkling eyes and left.