Aik chhota sa board rirhhi ki chhat se latak raha tha, is par motay markr se likha sun-hwa tha ,
'' ghar mein koi nahi he, meri boorhi maa faalij zada hai, mujhe thori thori der baad anhin khana aur itni hi مرتبه haajat karanii padtee hai, agar aap ko jaldi he to apni marzi se fruit toal len aur paisay konay par ریگزین ke gte ke neechay rakh degiye. sath hi rate bhi likhay ھوۓ هیں
aur agar aap ke paas paisay نه hoon, to meri taraf se le lena, ijazat hai !
. وللہ خیرالرازقین !
idhar udhar dekha, paas parre traazo mein do klov saib tolay, darjan kelay liye, shaper mein daaley, price list se qeemat dekhi, paisay nikaal kar rirhhi ke phatay ke gte walay konay ko uthaya, wahan so pachaas das das ke note parre thi, mein ne paisay isi mein rakh kar usay dhak diya, idhar udhar dekha ke shayad koi meri taraf mutwajjah ho, aur shaper utha kar wapas flat par agaya., aftaar ke baad mein aur bhai idhar gaye. dekha ik bareash aadmi, daarhi aadhi kaali aadhi safaid, halkay kareem colour karte shlwar mein rirhhi ko dhaka laga kar bas jane hi wala tha woh humey دیکھکر muskuraya aur bola" sahib! phal to khatam hogaya
naam poocha to bola khadim Hussain
phir hum samnay dhabe pay baithy thay .
chaye aayi, kehnay laga" pichlle teen saal se amma bistar par he, kuch nafsiati si bhi hogayi hai, aur ab to faalij bhi hogaya hai, mera koi baal bacha nahi, biwi mar gayi hai, sirf mein hoon aur meri amma. amma ki dekh bhaal karne wala koi nahin is liye mujhe ھروقت amma ka khayaal rakhna parta he "
ik din mein ne amma ke paon dabatay ھوۓ barri narmi لجالت se kaha," amma! teri Timar daari ko to bara jee karta hai. par jaib mein kuch nahe to mujhe kamray se hilnay nahi deti, kehti hai to jata hai to jee ghabrata hai, to hi bta mein kya karoon? "
ab kya ghaib se khana utre ga? nah mein bani Israel ka jina hon nah to moose ki maa hai, kya karoon! yeh sun kar amma ne hanptay kanpate uthnay ki koshish ki, mein ne takiya ouncha kar ke usko bithaya, take lagwayi, unhon ne jhuriyon wala چھره uthaya –apne kamzor hathon ka piyala bana ya, aur نه jane rab alameen se kya baat ki, p_hr boli" to rirhhi wohi chore aaya kar, tera rizaq tujhe isi kamray mein baith kar miley ga "
, mein ne kaha" amma kya baat karti he, wahan chore aon ga to koi chor uchakka sab kuch le جاۓ ga, aajkal kon lehaaz karta he? bana maalik ke kon khredar aaye ga? "
kehnay lagi" to Fajar ko rirhhi phalon se bhar کرچھوڑ kar aja bas, ziyada buk buk نیئں kar, shaam ko khaali le aaya kar, agar tera rupiya gaya to yeh Khalda Surriya allah se payi payi wusool degii" .
" dhai saal hogaye hain bhai! subah rirhhi laga jata hon. shaam ko le jata hon, log paisay rakh jatay phal le jatay, dhila oopar neechay nahi hota, balkay kuch to ziyada rakh jatay, aksar takhmeenah naffa laagat se teen chaar so oopar hi ja نکلتاھے, kabhi koi amma ke liye phool rakh jata hai, kabhi koi aur cheez! parson aik parhi likhi bachi palao bana kar rakh gayi, note lkhkr rakh gayi" amma ke liye" ,. ik dr ka guzar sun-hwa, woh apna card chore gaya. pusht pay likh gaya." uncle! amma ki tabiyat nah sanbhlay to mujhe phone karna, mein ghar se pick kar lon ga" kisi haaji sahib ka guzar sun-hwa to عجوہ kjhor ka packet chore gaya, koi jora shopping karkay guzra to fruit letay hue amma ke liye suit rakh gaya, rozana aisa kuch nah kuch mere rizaq ke sath mojood hota hai, nah amma hilnay deti hai nah Allah ruknay deta hai .
Or ALLAH Bhatr Rizk Daney Wala Ha.
in
Urdu Novels
on August 12, 2017
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