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**Ghar Ki Aag**

Episode 42: Gunah Ki Tapish Aur Masti Ka Aangan​

Scene 1 — Subah Ki Azaan, Darwaze par Kaan

Lahore ki fazaon mein door kisi masjid se subah ki azaan ki narm aur roohani aawaz goonj rahi thi. Haveli ke aangan mein thandi hawa chal rahi thi. Karachi mein rozana subah sawere uthne ki aadi Shamim Banu ki aankh azaan ki pehli aawaz ke sath hi khul gayi. Haveli ke upar wale kamre mein jahan AC ki thandak thi, wahan unki dono jawan betiyan, Zoya aur Farah, abhi bhi gehri neend mein so rahi thin.

Shamim Banu ne bister se uth kar apni safaid chadar ko sahi kiya, apne baalon ka jooda banaya aur haveli ke naye mahool mein apna pehla din shuru karne ke liye aahista se kamre se baahar nikal aayin. Unka irada neeche ja kar wazu karne aur namaz padhne ka tha.

Woh aahista-aahista aalishan lakdi ki sidhiyon se neeche utar rahi thin. Haveli mein is waqt bilkul khamoshi thi, magar jaise hi woh neeche hall se guzarte hue us guest room ke qareeb pahonchin jahan Bilal aur Saima ruke hue thay, unke kadam achanak wahin jam gaye.

AC ki halki sarsarahat ke beech, band darwaze ke us paar se ajeeb o gareeb aawazein aa rahi thin. Yeh subah-subah Bilal aur Saima ki hasee-thitoli, dabi dabi sargoshiyan aur phir Saima ki naseeli siskiyon ki aawaz thi.

"Ahhh... Bilal... subah-subah phir shuru ho gaye? Koi sun lega... jaan... dhere... ohhh..." Saima ki yeh dabi hui garam aawaz darwaze ke surakhon se nikal kar sidha Shamim Banu ke kaanon se takrayi.

Shamim Banu ka jism jaise saktay mein aa gaya. Motorway ka woh safar, jahan unhone khud apne bete ke nange 8-inch ke latth ko dekh kar apni shalwar mein hath dala tha aur farigh hui thin, unki aankhon ke samne wohi manzar dobara se ghoom gaya. Unke andar ki dabi hui aag ek jhatke mein dobara bhadak uthi. Unhe lag raha tha ke Saima jis maze ko loot rahi hai, wo darasl unka apna haq hai. Ek ajeeb si zananaa jalan aur jinsi hawas ne unke dimaag par qabu pa liya.

Woh yeh bilkul bhool gayin ke woh is waqt kahan khadi hain aur subah ka kya waqt hai. Achanak se wo anchahi bechaini chaane lagi. Unhone aahista se aage badh kar apna kaan guest room ke band darwaze par tika diya.

Andar se Bilal ke haanpne aur Saima ke jism par apne jism ko patakne ki aawazein tez ho rahi thin. Saima ke honton se nikalne wali ek ek siski Shamim Banu ke badan mein bijli ban kar daud rahi thi. Hawas ke us junoon mein, Shamim Banu ka hath be-ikhtiyar unke apne bhare hue, gore mammon par chala gaya. Unhone apni kameez ke upar se hi apne dono bade mammon ko zor-zor se dabochkar masalna shuru kar diya. Unka saans bhari ho gaya, aur unki nangi raano ke beech unki apni choot ne dubaara garam paani chhodna shuru kar diya. Woh darwaze se chipki hui khud ko sehla rahi thin, jaise andar Saima nahi, balki woh khud Bilal ke neeche dher hain. Hath jhatke se tab ruka jab andar ki siskiyan achanak band ho gayin, shayad Bilal ne apna kaam poora kar liya tha.

Siskiyan rukte hi Shamim Banu jaise hawas ke us gehre khwab se hosh mein aayin. Unhe ehsaas hua ke woh apni hi bahu aur bete ke kamre ke baahar kya besharmi kar rahi thin. Unka dil tezi se dhadakne laga. Unhone faoran khud ko seedha kiya, apni kameez ko sahi kiya aur jhatke se palat kar aangan ki taraf jaane lagin taake jis kaam ke liye wo nikli thin wo kar sakein.

Magar jaise hi woh ghumin, unke samne khadi shaksiyat ko dekh kar unka khoon jam gaya.

Aangan ke darwaze se andar dakhil hoti hui Naseem Begum apni baji ko wahan dekh pahle si se hi khadi ho chuki thin, jinke hath pair par taaza paani ki boondein bayaan kar rahi thin ke woh abhi-abhi aangan se wazu kar ke andar aa rahi thin. Unka chehra pehle toh sanjeeda tha, magar samne apni badi bahen Shamim Banu ko apne hi bete ke darwaze par kaan lagaye aur mamme masalte hue dekh kar unki aankhon mein ek ajeeb chamak ubhar aayi. Unhone sab kuch dekh liya tha.

Dono behno ke beech ek intehayi na-gawar aur dum ghontne wala sannaata chha gaya. Mahool mein subah ki azaan ki aawaz abhi bhi aa rahi thi, magar haveli ke is kone mein gunah aur chori pakde jaane ki tapish thi. Shamim Banu ka chehra sharm aur khauf se safaid pad gaya, unse ek lafz bhi nahi bola gaya.

Shamim Banu ko is haalat mein dekh kar Naseem Begum ke sakht chehre par achanak ek dabi hui, shaitani muskurahat ubhar aayi. Unhone apni bahen ke darr ko nehayat hi maze se mehsoos kiya, aur khud kuch kahe bina, shararat aur sab jaanti hui nazron se unhein dekhte hue dhere se apne hont chabaaye. Phir apni nazrein neechi kar ke, apni badi bahen ke samne se nehayat hi sukoon se guzarti hui apne kamre ki taraf badh gayin.

Shamim Banu sharmindagi ke us samundar mein doobti hui, kaanpte jism ke sath wahin jamm si gayin ke unki chhoti bahen ab unke is sharmsaar kardene wale gunah ki 'shaahid' ban chuki thi....

Scene 2 — Maa-Beti Ki Jhijhak Aur Nayi Ehsaas Ki Shuruaat

Subah ke aath baj chuke thay. Lahore ki haveli ke hungamon se door, Shaher ke is kone mein Miss Kiran ka ghar is waqt bilkul khamosh tha, magar is khamoshi ke andar ek gehra, dam ghotne wala tanaav maujood tha.

Falak raat bhar bister par karwatein badalti rahi thi. Kal raat Chhoti Ammi Kinza ki be-baak baaton ne uske 17 saal ke masoom zehen ko hila kar rakh diya tha. Uske dimaag mein baar-baar apni Ammi ka woh nanga manzar, Hamza ke saath woh gehra jismani rishta, aur Kinza ka woh mashwara ghoom raha tha — “Apne aas-paas dekho… Arsalan bhai? Shuruat mein sab ajeeb lagta hai.”

Falak abhi bister par baithi apni chadar ko mutthi mein bheench rahi thi ke kamre ka darwaza dheere se khula.

Miss Kiran andar aayi. Unke haath mein nashte ki tray thi. Unka chehra peela pada hua tha, aankhon mein sharmindagi aur bechaini saaf dikhai de rahi thi. Falak ki ye berukhi unke liye sabse badi saza ban chuki thi.

"Falak beta..." Kiran ne kaanpti awaaz mein kaha, "Tumne toh hamare saath baithna hi chhod diya, isliye main tumhare liye nashta upar hi le aayi."

Falak ne sar uthaya. Ghussa to tha, magar Kinza ki baat yaad aate hi usne khud ko sambhala.

"Ji Ammi... aap kyun takleef karti hain, main neeche aa jaati."

Kiran ne tray table par rakhi aur bister ke kinare baith gayi. Unhone dheere se Falak ka haath pakadne ki koshish ki, magar Falak ne halka sa peechhe khainch liya. Tabhi bahar se Arsalan ki bhaari qadamon ki aawaaz aayi.

"Ammi! Mera college form kahan hai?"

Kiran ne apne aansu ponchhte hue kaha, "Arsalan beta, tumhare study ke room ki daraz mein hoga, main aakar dekhti hoon."

Magar is waqt Falak ki halat dekhne layak thi. Kal raat Kinza ne dimaag mein jo shaitani beej boya tha—'Apno mein toh... Arsalan bhai? Haye allah!'—woh ek dam se sach hota hua mehsoos hua. Falak ne pehli dafa apne sagey bhai Arsalan ko ek behan ki nazron se nahi, balki ek mard ke roop mein dekha. Uska dhyan be-ikhtiyar Arsalan ke us jawan, nange seene aur uski nicker ke us ubhaar par chala gaya jahan uski mardana jawani chhupi hui thi.

Falak ka dil itni tezi se dhadka ke usey laga uski saans ruk jayegi. Uska poora jism tharthara utha, aur uski raano ke beech ek naseeli, naye qism ki garmi utar aayi. Woh sharm aur khauf ke us gehre samundar mein doobne lagi ke woh apne hi sagey bhai ko is niyat se dekh rahi hai.

Arsalan ne Falak ki taraf dekha, "Falak... tumhein kya hua? Tumhara chehra itna laal kyun ho raha hai? Tabiyat toh theek hai na?"

Falak ne ghabra kar faoran apni chadar ko apne gale tak kas liya aur bister par let-te hue doosri taraf mooh kar liya. "Ji... ji bhai, main theek hoon. Bas thoda sarr mein dard hai."

Kiran uthin aur unhone Arsalan ko baahar ki taraf dhakela, "Chalo tum baahar jaao, usey aaraam karne do."Darwaze tak pahunch kar unhone Arsalan ko bahar dhakel diya aur andar se darwaza band kar diya. Phir dheere se ghumi aur Falak ki taraf badhi.

"Falak meri jaan..." Kiran ki awaaz uski rooh tak ko kaanpa rahi thi. "Main jaanti hoon meri wajah se tumhe bohot takleef pahunchi hai. Iskeliye chahe tum mujhe kabhi maaf na karo, lekin khud ko aise saza mat do beta. Main aage se bohot ihtiyaat bartungi... aise halat ghar mein kabhi dobara pesh nahi aayenge. Bas tum theek ho jao... mujhe yeh dekh kar bohot dard ho raha hai."

Falak ki aankhon mein aansu aa gaye. Ammi ki dardmand iltija, unki tooti hui awaaz aur maa ki bebas mamta ne uska dil pighla diya. Woh ek dam se aage badhi aur Kiran ke gale lag gayi.

"Ammi..." Falak ki awaaz bhar aayi, "Mujhe aap se ghussa nahi hai... bas bohot dar lag raha tha. Main samajhti hoon... aapki bhi zarooratein hongi. Aap insaan hain, aurat hain. Magar jab main ne aapko Hamza ke saath us haal mein dekha... mere bhai ke dost ke saath... mujhe kuch samajh nahi aaya. Agar usne kahin bahar kisi se zikr kar diya toh hum sab ka kya hoga Ammi? Yeh khayal mujhe raat bhar sone nahi de raha tha."

Kiran ne apni beti ko aur tight se gale lagaya. Unki aankhon se aansu beh rahe thay. Dono maa-beti ek dusre se lipat kar ro rahi thi. Kamre mein sirf unki siskiyan aur saanson ki aawaaz goonj rahi thi.

"Falak... meri pyari bachhi. Main samajhti hoon. Yeh sab bahut na-ganwar tha tere liye. Main khud ko kabhi maaf nahi kar paungi jo tune dekha. "Lekin beta, duniya itni sakht nahi hoti jitna hum sochte hain. Kabhi-kabhi jism ki bhook bhi sach hoti hai..." Kiran ne Falak ke aansu ponchhte hue kaha. "Jab mard paas na ho, toh aurat ka jism ek sookhi zameen ki tarah ho jata hai. Aur Hamza... uski jawani mein ek aisi garmi thi ke main ek ustad hote hue bhi bhatak gayi. Beta, jab jism sulagta hai na, toh rishte aur usool sab dhuandle ho jate hain."

Falak ne apna chehra Kiran ke kandhe se uthaya. Dono ke chehre ek dusre ke bilkul qareeb thay. Kiran ki baatein Falak ke 17 saal ke masoom zehen mein seedha asar kar rahi thin. Uske dimaag mein kal raat Kinza (Chhoti Ammi) ki naseeli aawaz goonji—'Kiran Ammi ka koi qasoor nahi... jab badan mein aag lagti hai toh apne aas-paas dekho.' Aur abhi kuch der pehle jo usne apne sagey bhai Arsalan ka nanga, jawan seena dekha tha, un dono khayalon ne mil kar uske andar ek naseeli garmi paida kar di thi. Usey laga ke jo aag uski Ammi ke andar thi, wahi aag ab uske apne badan mein bhi sulag rahi hai.

"Ammi..." Falak ki awaaz halki aur kaanpti hui thi, uski nazrein Kiran ke surkh honthon par tik gayi thin jahan abhi kuch din pehle Hamza ki jawani ka ras laga tha. "Kya... kya jism ki yeh bhook itni zaroori hoti hai ke insaan sab kuch bhool jaye? Mujhe... mujhe bhi ajeeb sa lag raha hai Ammi. Jab se maine aapko dekha hai, mere andar bhi ek ajeeb si uljhan aur garmi barh gayi hai. Main darr rahi hoon..."

Kiran ne Falak ke chehre par chhayi us jinsi jhijhak aur badalti jawani ki tapish ko mehsoos kiya. Unhone nehayat shafqat aur ek aurat ke ehsaas ke sath Falak ke gaal par haath phera, "Daro mat meri jaan... tum ab badi ho rahi ho. Yeh garmi, yeh talab har aurat ke badan ka sach hai. Agar tumhein aisi koi bechaini hai, toh apni maa se mat chhupao. Hum dono ek hi toh hain."

Ammi ki is be-baak narmi, unke haath ke narm ehsaas, aur Kinza o Arsalan ke tasavvur ne Falak ka bacha-kucha qabu bhi chhin liya. Uske andar mamta ki chahat aur jism ki naye ehsaas ki hawas is tarah ghul mil gayi ke us se raha na gaya. Usne achanak aage badh kar apni Ammi ke honthon par bina kisi ikhtiyar ke ek naram, geela bosa le liya.

Sirf kuch seconds ka tha woh bosa, magar usme ek nayi, garam, aur mamta se bhari hui hawas thi.

Kiran ke badan mein ek current daud gaya. Woh thoda sa peechhe hati, aankhein phaili hui thin. Phir dheere se uske honthon par ek halki si muskurahat aayi...

"Falak..." Kiran ne apni beti ke baal sehlate hue narm awaaz mein kaha, "Lagta hai meri beti bhi ab dheere-dheere jawan hone lagi hai..."

Unhone Falak ke maathe par ek pyar bhara bosa diya. Falak sharm se laal ho gayi, magar usne apni Ammi ki godh mein sar rakh diya. Dono ke beech ka woh khauf aur doori ab kuch had tak kam ho chuki thi, aur uski jagah ek naya, gehra, aur mamta se bhara rishta paida hone laga tha — jisme mamta ke saath ek mamooli si, lekin khatarnak hawas bhi ghulne lagi thi.

Bahut der tak dono chup-chaap ek dusre se lipte rahi. Bahar ghar ka sannaata abhi bhi tha, magar andar ek naya toofan dheere-dheere ubalne laga tha.

Scene 3 — Last hours in Islamabad

Islamabad ke usi aalishan 5-star hotel ka private conference room is waqt apne is ahem marhale par pahonch chuka tha. AC ki thandak ke beech, mez par saare documents mukammal ho chuke thay.

Malik Sahab kursi par baithe thay, unka mood ab bilkul khush-gawar aur pus-sukoon ho chuka tha—jiska poora credit Kinza Tariq ki un do raaton ki 'mehnat' ko jata tha jo unhone Malik Sahab ke cabin mein unki narazgi mitane ke liye lagayi thi. Malik Sahab ke barabar mein unka sab se qabil-e-eitemad banda aur Kinza ka shohar, Omer Tariq, betha tha jiske chehre par double commission aur naye project mein bina investment ke 3% ki sajhedari milne ki fatehana chamak thi.

Mez ke doosri taraf Rashid Sahab apne jawan aur shatir bete Usman ke sath baithe thay. Aur unke sath baithi thin Kinza Tariq, jo aaj bhi poore professional andaz mein tight formal pencil skirt aur kasee hui shirt mein nehayat hi raseeli aur khoobsurat lag rahi thin.

"Rashid Sahab! Waqaee aapka naya project aur yeh terms bohot la-jawab hain. Mujhe behad khushi hai ke hum is deal ko final kar rahe hain," Malik Sahab ne nehayat sukoon se muskurate hue apna qeemti pen nikala aur final signatures kar diye.

Rashid Sahab aur Usman ke dimaag se do crore doobne ka bojh ek jhatke mein utar gaya. Rashid Sahab ne bhi faoran dastakhat kiye aur khade hokar Malik Sahab se garam-joshi se hath milaya. "Mubarak ho Malik Sahab. Yeh partnership hum dono ko bohot aage le jayegi."

Malik Sahab aur Omer Tariq jab files samet kar kuch baki baaton ke liye baahar nikalne lage, toh conference room mein kuch der ke liye sirf Rashid Sahab, Usman aur Kinza akele reh gaye.

Usman ne faoran aage badh kar Kinza ki qameez ke upar se hi uske bhare hue mamme ko zor se daboch kar masla aur raseeli hansi haste hue kaha, "Kinza... waqaee tum hamare business ka sab se bada khazana ho. Agar tum Malik Sahab ka gussa apne tareeqe se thanda na kartin, toh aaj yeh deal shayad hi final hoti."

Kinza ne dard aur maze se siskari li aur Usman ka hath hatate hue besharmi se muskura kar Rashid Sahab ki taraf dekha, "Usman... 'Sahab' ke samne toh aisi harqat mat kiya karo. Aur maine toh pehle hi kaha tha Rashid Sahab se ke business bachane ke liye main kuch bhi kar sakti hoon. Waise bhi, Malik Sahab jise aap sanki budhha kehte hain, unke lund mein abhi bhi bohot dam hai... meri gaand abhi tak dukh rahi hai."

Rashid Sahab ne Kinza ke is be-baak aur nange jawab par ek tharki aur besharam hansi hanse, unka hath be-ikhtiyar Kinza ki tight skirt ke upar uski bhaari gaand par chala gaya aur unhone usey zor se thappad maara. "Oye hoye... meri randi secretary! Tu ne waqaee kamaal kar diya. Tera yeh khula mizaj aur teri yeh gaand hamare do crore bacha gayi."

"Shukriya janaab..." Kinza ne apne seene par haat rakhte hue kaha.

Usman ne baat ko aage badhate hue kaha, "Chalo, ab Omer aur Malik Sahab baahar intezar kar rahe hain, unhe goodbye bhi kehna hai."

Teeno baahar lounge mein aaye jahan Malik Sahab aur Omer khade thay. Rashid Sahab ne ab poore vaqaar aur roab mein aakar pahle Malik Sahab ko alwida kiya phir Omer aur Kinza ki taraf dekha aur unhein Lahore aane ka nouta diya.

"Omer... aur Kinza... aap dono ka bohot-bohot shukriya. Is deal ki khushi mein meri taraf se main aap dono ki dawat karna chahta hoon. Jab bhi aap dono ka Lahore aana ho, hamari Haveli zaroor aaiye. Haveli ka mahool aur wahan ki mehman-nawazi aap dono ko zaroor pasand aayegi..." Rashid Sahab ne unki kidmaat ko ehsaan maante hue ek makhsoos ishaare ke sath dawat di.

Omer ne muskurate hue Kinza ki taraf dekha aur kaha, "Zaroor Rashid Sahab, Lahore aana hua toh aapki Haveli ki mehman-nawazi ka sharaf zaroor haasil karenge." Kinza ne bhi apni raseeli aankhon se Rashid Sahab aur Usman ko dekha, jaise woh samajh rahi thin ke Lahore ki haveli uske is khule aur jinsi mizaj ko kaise sambhal payegi.

Kinza aur Omer se aakhri dafa khuda-hafiz keh kar, Rashid Sahab aur Usman hotel ke porch mein aaye jahan unki gaadi start thi. Dono gaadi mein baithe aur Usman ne gari ko sidha Lahore highway ki taraf dauda diya.

Gaari jaise hi highway par tezi se badhi, Rashid Sahab ne apni seat par peeth peechhe tikate hue ek gehri saans li, "Usman... Islamabad ka maamla toh kamiyabi ke saath tamaam hua. Ab dil bohot bechain hai Lahore pahonchne ke liye. Teri Ammi ne bataya tha ke teri Shamim Khala aur Bilal pahonchne wale hain... bas ab jaldi se haveli pahonchein, aur dekhein ke wahan kya rang jame hain."

Usman ne driving seat par se muskuraaya, "Abbu, aap sahi keh rahe hain, Haveli pahonch kar mujhe bhi ab Zoya ko dekhna hai, ab aur intezar nahi horaha."

Gaari Lahore ki taraf sarr-pat daud rahi thi, jahan dono baap-bete fatah ke nashe mein choor thay, magar unhe andaza nahi tha ke subah-subah haveli mein Naseem Begum ne Shamim Banu ko mamme masalte hue range hatho pakad kar ek naya silent blast pehle hi kar diya hai.

Scene 4 — Haveli Ka Aangan, Bachpan Ki Yaadein Aur Khamosh Nazron Ka Khel

Haveli ke bade aangan mein is waqt dhoop phail chuki thi, aur wahan ka mahool kaafi arse baad itna zinda aur khush-numa nazar aa raha tha. Dopehar ke khane ki tayyariyon ke beech, ghar ke saare bache aur bade ek sath aangan mein bichhi baithak par jama thay. Haveli ke mizaaj ke bilkul ulat—jahan har kone mein hawas aur sargoshiyan chhupi hoti thin—is waqt ek aam gharane ka pyara aur masti bhara mahool tha.

Bilal aur Saima ek doosre ke kareeb baithe thay. Usman aur Rashid Sahab ke aane mein abhi thoda waqt tha, isliye sabhi mil kar apni bachpan ki yaadein taza kar rahe thay.

Ayesha jo Farah aur Zoya ke saath baithi thi, Farah ke peeth par pyaar se haat rakhte hue kaha, "Haan Farah.., zara batao kal tum hamari khoobsurati ki tareefen kar rahi thi, aaj dekho tum apni thakaan mita kar khud kitna chamak rahi ho... Aur phir sabki taraf dekh kar kaha, "lekin isey dekh mujhe yaad aata hai kaise ye bachpan mein jab bhi Bilal bhai is se mazaq karte thay, yeh rone lagti thi aur kehti thi 'bhaiya ne mujhe daanta'!, kitni nakhrili thi ye...!!"

Farah ne faoran sharmate hue Ayesha par takiya phenka, "Ayesha baji! Aap har purani baat ko bada chadhakar batati hain. Main aisi bilkul nahi thi!"

Saima Farah ko satane ki niyat se kaha "Arre toh isme naya kya hai, yeh aaj bhi aise hi har chhoti moti baat par rona-dhona karti hai." Sabhi log is baat par hans pade.

Hira hamesha ki tarah sab se zyada mood mein thi. Usne Bilal aur Saima ki taraf dekha aur haste hue boli, "Saima Aapi! Mujhe toh aaj tak yaad hai, bachpan mein jab Bilal bhai Karachi se aate thay, toh aap unke peechhe aise ghoomti thin jaise woh aapki koi khoi hui gudiya hon. Aur haan...!! Bilal bhai, aapko yaad hai?" Hira ne haste hue pehla taana mara. "Jab aap bachpan mein dadi ke sandook ke pechhe chhup kar rone lagte thay na, agar Saima baji aapko apni gudiya nahi deti thin!"

Saima ne Bilal ke kandhe par halke se hath mara aur raseeli hansi haste hue boli, "Kya tum sach mein rote the Bilal'!"

"Arre haan!" Ayesha ne bhi faoran chidhaane wala andaz apnaya aur Zoya ki taraf dekh kar boli, "Aur Zoya pata nahi kyun bachpan mein Bilal bhai aur Saima Aapi ki in nazdikiyon se itna chidhi-chidhi rehti thi! Shayad ise lagta tha ke inka bhai unke hath se nikal raha hai."

Poore aangan mein ek zordar qahqaha goonj utha. Zoya thhoda chaukanna hote hue boli, "Aap log har purani baat ko bada chadhakar batate hain!" Baat aisi hai ke "Yaad hai aap logon ko ek dafa toh inhone Saima bhabi ki lalach mein chhat se chalaang laga di thi, aur phir unke guthne par jo patti bandhi thi, uspar Saima bhabi ne badi shaan se apna naam likha tha!, Aisi harkaton par chidhti nahi toh aur kya karti"

Poore aangan mein ek zordar qahqaha goonj utha. Bilal ne sharmate hue Saima ki taraf dekha, jo khud hase ja rahi thi aur usne Bilal ke kandhe par halke se hath mara. Zoya aur Farah bhi apne bhai ki is khichai par bohot lutf-andooz ho rahi thin. Hamza, jo wahan baitha sab ko dekh raha tha, dhere se muskura kar bola, "Bilal bhai ka ishq toh bachpan se hi pakka tha, bas humein hi thoda der se samajh aaya."

Ayesha ne Hamza ke khayal par dobara se ab Zoya ka rukh kiya aur dhere se muskura kar boli, "Waise Zoya ka dhyan toh hamesha se kahin aur hi rehta tha. Mujhe achhe se yaad hai, jab Hamza chhota sa tha, toh Zoya isey nehlane aur khilane ke kaamon mein kitni zid karti thi, jaise wo iska beta hai..! Hamza bechara Zoya se sharmata phirta tha aur ye iske peechhe-peechhe bhaagti thin."

Hamza ne jaise hi apna naam suna, uske jism mein ek sarsarahat daud gayi. Usne thoda sharmate hue nazrein neechi kar lein.

Hira ne ek baar phir apni zabaan par qabu khote hue, nehayat hi shararat se tanziya aawaz lagayi, "Oye hoye! Toh kya Zoya baji ab bhi itna hi pyar karti hain Hamza se?"

Hira ki is baat par aangan mein sab hans pade. Zoya ka gora chehra is achanak mazaq par sharm se surkh ho gaya. Usne apni chadar ko sahi karte hue jhijhakti hui aawaz mein kaha, "Hira... tu bohot bolne lagi hai ab. Aisa kya hai... woh bhi toh mera bhai hi hai na!"

Is poore masti bhare mahool se thoda door, aangan ke doosri taraf ek alag kone mein Shamim Banu baithi thin. Magar yahan ka mausam bilkul alag tha.

Shamim Banu ki halat is waqt intehayi ajeeb thi. Subah ke waqt jahan unki sagi behen Naseem ne unhein unki jinsi bechaini mein khud ko masalte hue dekh liya tha, woh ehsaas-e-jurm aur sharmindagi unke dimaag par abhi bhi haavi thi. Woh koshish karke bhi kisi se nazrein nahi mila paa rahi thin. Jab sab hanste, toh woh badi mushkil se ek jhoothi aur zabardasti wali pheeki hasi hasne ki koshish kartin, jo unke chehre par bilkul saaf jhoothi lag rahi thi.

Naseem Begum unse kuch door, balki door dharre par khadi thin. Woh door se hi apni badi baji ki is ajeeb kashmakash, unki thartharahat aur unke is sharmindagi ko bohot gaur se dekh rahi thin. Naseem ko is waqt unpar taras aaraha tha, balki woh soch rahi thin ke baji ko is jinsi ghutun aur kashmash se kaise baahar nikala jaye.

Naseem ko abhi unse koi seedhi baat karna sahi nahi laga, bas door se hi unhein taadte hue dil mein socha, 'Baji... aap ka is umar mein aise ghutna ye khud aapke liye sahi nahi hai. Aapko is sharmindagi, aur faltu ke ehsas-e-jurm se nikalna hi padega... aur iska tareeqa mujhe jaldi hi sochna hoga.'

**Episode 42 Khatam**​

Cliffhanger: Kya haveli ke aangan mein chal rahi is masti mein koi khalal padhne wala hai? Falak ke badalte naye ehsasaath Miss Kiran ke liye faydemand honge ya nayi musibat? Usman ke dil mein Zoya ke liye tadap toh hai lekin Zoya ke dil mein Usman ke liye kuch hai... ya... nahi? Aur kya Naseem Begum apni badi bahen Shamim Banu ko is ehsaas-e-jarm aur jinsi ghutun se nikalne mein kamiyab ho payengi?
 
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Baba Kamdev said:
It is getting too difficult to arrange those pics with Episode, it is taking too much of time and occuring errors. Don't know what is happening.
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Teaser mein itne sare dale aur Pura episode mein ek bhi nahi hai Bina pic pe feeling nahi a Rahi hai ishliye abhitak padha nahi hai , Bhai Jara ty karo na add Karne ki
 
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