آئیں تو سرِ مقتل تماشا ہم بھی دیکھیں گے، یہ شب کی آخری ساعت گراں کیسی بھی ہو، ہم دم!

Aayen to sar-e-maqtal tamasha hum bhi dekhenge, Ye shab ki aakhri sa'at garan kaisi bhi ho, humdum!

Sa'at garan means a heavy moment or a difficult time —a moment that feels burdensome, challenging, or hard to endure.

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Waris Ghazi ke hostel kamray mein andhera tha. Khawar haatho par dastane charhaye, kursi par baitha, gaur se screen ko dekh raha tha. Laptop par type kiye jaa raha tha.

Yake baad deegre documents khulte ja rahe thay. Documents encrypted thay, unke tale todne mein waqt lag raha tha aur abhi to bahut sa kaam baqi tha.

Bar bar mohtat nazron se darwaze ko bhi dekhta, jo wo andar se band kar chuka tha.

Achanak bahar jooton ki aawaaz aayi. Khawar phurti se utha, laptop off kiya. Jo copy kar raha tha, uski flash khench li.

Khidki ki taraf aya, phir wapas mura.

"Umm hmm... khidki nahi."

Wo qad-aadam almaari mein aa khada hua, pat band kar diye. Tayyar, chaukanna. Idhar koi almaari kholta, udhar wo uspar hamla karta.

Chaabi ghumane ki aawaaz sunai di. Phir darwaza khula.

"Damnit! Ye Waris hoga..."

"Hashim sahab ne usay kyun nahi bataya ke wo party se nikal chuka hai." Use kofat hui.

Gate ki zara si darz khuli hui thi. Waris andar aaya, coat sofa pe phenka, jaldi se khidki check ki wo andar se band thi. Phir laptop ki taraf aaya, uski screen uthai. Woh band tha. Waris ne uspe haath rakha wo garm tha.

"Yani ke koi idhar tha."

Usne laptop on kiya aur kursi kheench kar baith gaya. Saath hi mobile nikala, call mila kar kaan se lagaya.

Khawar ne darwaze ko pakde aage ho kar darz se jhaanka. Waris ki uski taraf pusht thi. Woh itna qareeb tha ke Khawar uske saans ki aawaaz bhi sun sakta tha. Apna saans dabane ke liye usne munh par doosra haath rakh liya.

"Sir, main jaanta hoon aapne mujhe Hashim ke haathon bech diya hai," Waris gusse se phone pe keh raha tha. "Is liye ab chahein to mujhe muattil kar dein, magar woh tamaam saboot aur records main ek doosri agency ko bhej raha hoon. Ab hum dono yeh raaz janne wale wahid bande nahi rahenge. Ab Hashim aur uski maa ke khilaf Anti-Terrorism Act taley taftees hone se aap nahi rok sakte. Kya aapne suna jo maine kaha, sir?"

Usne gusse se phone band karke maiz pe phek diya. Woh gehre gehre saans le raha tha, gham, ghussa, be-basi uske wajood se jhalak rahi thi. Ab aar ya paar, Ab jo karega na, saari duniya dekhegi."

Woh ek faisla karke email khol raha tha. Email ka option click kiya, Faris ka address dala. Lab bheenchay sochne laga "isay kya kya bhejna tha?"

Khawar ki aankhein fikrmandi se sukr gayin. Usne Faris ke naam ke pehle huroof padh liye thay. Woh jaanta tha ke is sab ka kya matlab hai. Bas ek lamha laga usne faisla karne mein, aur aandhi toofaan ki tarah darwaza dhakel diya.

Waris chonk kar paltne laga, magar usse pehle hi Khawar ne ek zordar mukka uske sir ki pusht pe de maara. Woh oondhe munh computer table pe jaa gira, phir neeche ludhak gaya. Lamhe bhar ke liye poore kamre mein sakoot chha gaya.

Khawar jhuka, usay seedha kiya. Waris ki band aankhein khuli, woh hosh mein tha, Khawar ko dekha, aankhon mein shadeed taish chalak utha.

Usne khawar ka girebaan pakdne ki koshish ki. "Tumhein Hashim ne bheja hai,?"

Khawar ne turant uske dono haath pakad kar marode, usay oondha munh giraya, kamar pe, ghutne se dabao de kar dabaye rakha aur haath peeche karke pakad liye. Mushkil se kabu kiya, jeb se rassi nikali jo woh aise kisi moqe ke liye sath laaya tha, aur uske haath baandhe.

Waris ki aankhein sar mein uthti dard ki teez choton ki wajah se band hoti ja rahi thi, magar woh khud ko hosh mein rakhne aur muzahamat karne ki koshish kar raha tha. Usne taang moad kar Khawar ko dhakelna chaha, magar Khawar usse zyada taqatwar tha. Usne zor se use neeche dabaye rakha aur uski aediyan bhi ek saath baandh di. Phir khada hua, kapde jhaade, aur boot Waris ki kamar pe rakh diya taake woh karwat lene se roke.

Usne mobile nikala.

Hashim abhi tak muskura kar wahi khada kisi se baat kar raha tha jab mobile baja. Usne Khawar ka naam dekha, muskurahat simti.

Mehfil se utha, kamre mein aaya, darwaza band kiya, aur mobile kaan se lagaya.

"Haan bolo!"

"Aapko mujhe batana chahiye tha ke woh wahan se nikal chuka hai."

"Woh yahan se nikal chuka hai?" Hashim ne be-yaqeeni se dohraaya.

"Wo, mere sir pe aa gaya. Mujhe usko zair karna pada. Aur Faris ko saare documents email kar raha tha!"

"Kya bakwaas kar rahe ho?" Hashim chilaya. "Usne tumhein dekh liya?"

Uska chehra safed pad gaya tha...

"Aapne yeh files nahi dekhi hain. Uske paas sab saboot hain, gawah hain, records hain tumhare sign shuda kagzaat. Aur agar main usko na rokta, toh yeh sab Faris ko bhej deta."

"Lanat hai tumhare upar, Khawar! Ek kaam tum dhang se nahi kar sakte!" Hashim gusse se kamre mein chakkar kaat raha tha.

Waris ne nakaabat se gardan modhi, halq se phansi phansi si awaaz nikli.

"Hashim se kaho... woh hisaab dega."

Khawar ne kofat aur gusse se zor se uski pehli pe boot ki thokar maari. Waris halka sa muskara diya.

"Ab bataiye, mere liye kya hukm hai? Iska qissa khatam ho jaye toh koi saboot baqi nahi rahega."

"Nahi! Hargiz nahi!" Hashim bechaini se bola. Uske chehre pe paseena aa raha tha. Peshani pe haath rakhe woh bed ke kinare baithta gaya, jaise uske ird-gird dhamake ho rahe ho.

"Sir? Jaldi bataiye, kya karoon?"

"Thehro... mujhe chand lamhon do....chand lamhe khawar." Veeran aankhe se keh kar Hashim ne mobile kaan se lagaye darwaza khola aur railing ke upar khada ho kar dekha.

Lounge ke beech me Sara ki betiyan khadi thi. Sara jhuki hui unme se ek ke jooton ka strap band kar rahi thi, saath hi naram khafgi se kuch keh rahi thi. Shayad wohi baatein jo bachpan mein uski maa usse kaha karti thi “Khule tasmay wale jooton se mat bhago. Tasma joota tale aaya toh oondhe munh giroge.”

Hashim ek tak kamzor si nakaabat zada aankhon se un do masoom bachiyon ko dekhta raha. Gardan khud-bakhud nafi mein hilli. Kya woh aisa kar sakta tha? Kya jo wajah uske paas thi, woh inki masoomiyat se bhi azeem thi?

Uski nigah bachiyon se guzarti door aurangzeb Kardar pe padi. Woh ek siyasatdan dost ke saath muskurate hue kuch keh rahe the wo khush ya siasat ki rehearsal, kaun jaane? Naya career, naya jua.

Kya woh is waqt unka koi scandal afford kar sakta tha? Koi affair hota, koi na-jaiz aulaad, toh bhi chal jata. Magar qabeeli ilaqon ke dehshatgardon se talluqat? Kabhi bhi nahi.

Hashim wapas kamre me aaya. Phone ab tak kaan se laga tha. Khawar intezar kar raha tha. Hashim ne apni hi awaaz suni “Khawar, usay khudkushi lagna chahiye.”

Phir mobile bed pe phek diya. Coat bhi utar kar saath hi daal diya.

Khawar ne hukm sun kar aankhein band ki. Phir chand gehre saans liye, phir aankhein kholi. Boot Waris ki kamar se hataya, jhuk kar use uthaya. Wo-neem-jaan sa mushkil se khada ho paya. Aankhein baar-baar band ho rahi thi aur woh unhe kholne ki koshish kar raha tha.

"...Tum kya chahte-?"

Khawar ne jeb se rumaal nikala aur uske munh me thoons diya. Phir maiz qareeb kheench kar Waris ko uspe bithaya. Gardan uthai, pankhe ko dekha.

Apne kamre ki taraf chalte Hashim ke qadam man-man bhar ke ho rahe the. Woh bathroom tak aaya, chaukhatt ko haath se thaam liya.

Aankhein band kar ke ek gehri saans bhari.

Karb. Dard. Dam ghatne ki kefiyat.

Woh chand lamhon tak yunhi khada raha...

Khawar ne bistar ki chadar ikatthi ki, girhein lagayeein, aur peeche ke gard phanda dalna shuru kiya. Waris is dauraan mushkil se mez par baitha tha, jism baar-baar baayen taraf jhukta ja raha tha, aur woh baar-baar khud ko seedha karne ki koshish kar raha tha. Sar ki chot ek aise jawiye se lagi thi ke uski saari mazahmat dam tod chuki thi.

Khawar ne use kandhon se pakad kar upar kheenchna chaha, magar Waris ne poori taqat se roknay ki koshish ki. Khawar ne hoth daanton mein daba liye, aur zyada zor laga kar kheenchne laga. Waris ka sar upar uth gaya, uski aankhon ke saamne phanda jhool raha tha. Usne be-yaqeeni se Khawar ko dekha.

Un aankhon mein khauf nahi tha.

Sirf be-yaqeeni thi. Aur shayad dukh bhi, aur sadma bhi.

Hashim ne aankhein kholi, bathroom ka darwaza dhakela, andar qadam rakha. Garmahat barhi to automatic batian khud-ba-khud jal uthi. Poora haath roshan ho gaya. wash-basin ki jagah khuli thi, do sink lage the, upar deewaar par bada aaina tha. Woh chowkhat chhod kar slab tak aaya, dono haathon se usse thaama, aur jhuk gaya jaise koi ulti karte waqt jhukta hai.

Khawar ne Waris ko khada kar diya tha. Uski gardan ke gird phanda dalte waqt kaafi mushkil hui, kyunki woh ab bhi mazahmat kar raha tha. Khud ko chhudane ki aakhri koshish. Aakhri umeed. Oh Zindagi kitni azeez hoti hai…

Magar phanda kas gaya. Mazbooti se. Khavar ne neeche qadam rakha, ek gehri, sard aah bhari jo haddi tak mein ghus gayi. Phir... zor se mez ko thokar maari.

Hashim ne aankhein uthakar aaine mein dekha. Woh surkh angaar ho rahi thi. Usne haath-sink ke neeche le gaya, paani chalaya, haathon ke katoray mein bhar kar munh pe phenka. Aankhein band ki. Boondein chehre se phisalkar gardan tak ja rahi thi. Shirt, cuffs sab geele ho gaye.

Khawar peeche hata, Waris ne sir idhar-udhar maartay huye khud ko chhudane ki aakhri koshish ki, kuch pal aur… saans galay mein atak gayi. Zindagi ki dori toot gayi. Phanday se jhoolti laash sakit ho gayi.

Khawar ne uske haath aur pair jaldi se khol diye. Rassi ko plastic bag mein daala, munh se kapda nikaal kar bhi usi mein daal diya, bag seal kiya. Waris ke documents aur laptop samaetne laga.

Hashim seedha khada ho gaya. Towel se chehra thapthapay, baal dubara brush kiye, aur coat theek karta bahar nikal aaya. Lekin uske chehre ka rang bilkul safed tha, jaise pattiyo mein lipti koi bejaan mummy. Aankhein surkh thi.

Seerhiyaan utar kar woh neeche aaya. Sara aur bachiyon ke qareeb se bina nigah milaye guzar gaya.

Khawar ki wapsi tak party jaari thi. Woh wahan pahunch gaya, aur Hashim ne use teerchi nazar se dekhkar sir haan mein hila diya. Hashim ne dard se aankhein band kar lein. Khawar control room ki taraf chala gaya. Hashim wahi khada raha. Uske andar bohot kuch toot jud raha tha.

Faris aur Haneen wahan pahunch chuke the. Dono khamosh the. Haneen aakar Saadi ke saath khadi ho gayi. Zumar ne narmi se use mukhatib kiya.

"Haneen, tumhari dost se mulaqat ho gayi?"

Haneen ne ek khafa si nazar door Zartasha se kuch kehte Faris par daali, aur sirf "Ji" keh kar zumar Khamosh ho gayi. Wo us khiche khiche rawaiye ki aadi thi phir bhi.

Zartasha tanbeeh se Faris ko dekh rahi thi, "Ain party Wale din hi Haneen ko kahi Jana tha? Aur aap ko hi le jana tha?" Wo dabe dabe ghusse se Faris ko dekh kar boli.

"Yeh parties to har hafte hoti hain". Usne hasb e aadat shaney uchakaye.

Jdhar udhar dekha, Haneen thori door thi, Zumar saath thi, usne nigahen pher li.

"Aur aap sirf unhi parties ko kyun attend nahi karte jismein prosecutor sahiba hoti hain?" Faris ne buri tarah se chonk kar usay dekha phir be-ikhtiyar Haneen ki taraf

"kahi Hannah is sa bhi kuchh nahi keh diya?"

Phir zara gusse se zartasha ko. "Kya matlab hai is fazool baat ka?"

"Aap ne uska rishta manga tha, nahi mila, phir bhi aap ke dil mein kya hai jo aap usse itraz bart-te hain?" Faris ke abro nagawari se sikre.

"Maine uska rishta? Yeh kis ne kaha tum se?"

"Aap ne nahi bataya to kya. Koi aur nahi batasakta?

"TUM SE KIS NE KAHA HAI?" Woh daba daba aur taish se sa ghurraya. Zartasha zara dheemi hui.

Shohar ke mood ke utar chadhao. Uff.

"Hashim bhai ne bas itna..."

Faris sunay baghair palta, aur tezi se qadam uthata andar gaya, dining hall ki chaukhat paar karke dain bain dekha, gusse se kanpti ki rag ubhar aai thi. Dain taraf Hashim pusht kia khara kisi khatoon se baat kar raha tha. Faris tezi se ooper aaya. Qareeb aakar usko muhatib kia.

"Khatoon do minute dein, mujhe baat karni hai." Saath hi sakht nazar Hashim par daali, khatoon foran hat gi.

Magar Hashim's na chonk kar usay dakha "Kya hua?"

"TUMHEN KYA LAGTA HAI MUJHE PATA CHALE GA KE TUM KYA KARTAY PHIRTAY HO MERE PEETH PEECHE?" Hashim ke halq mein kuchh atka, veeran nigahon se Faris ko dekha, glass pakray haath pa nami ubhari.

"Isay kaise pata chala?"

"Main really nahi samjha."

"MERE BARE MEIN MERI BIWI SE BAKWAS MAT KIYA KARO HASHIM!" Woh jitne gusse se bola Hashim ke tane asaab utni tezi se dheelay hue, ruka saans behal hua.

"Oh to yeh baat hai"

"Main ab tak nazar andaz karta aaya hoon jo har waqt tum usay meri aur apni maali hasiat ka farq jatate rehte ho. Kabhi meri kisi baat ko Nishana tanqeed banana kabhi kisi ko magar ab isse Mera ghar disturb ho raha hai, AAINDA." Ungli utha kar tanbeeh ki.

"AAINDA MERI BIWI SE DOOR REHNA, AUR NAHIN MAIN BAHUT BARA PESH AAUNGA". Keh kar woh mud gaya.

Hashim khilaf e mamool khushnadi magar sakoon se usay jatay dekhta raha, phir wapas palat gaya. Andar ka sara ghussa chhupaye.

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"دامن پہ کوئی چھینٹ نہیں، خنجر پہ کوئی داغ، تم قتل کرو ہو یا کرامت کر رہے ہو؟"

Daman pe koi cheent nahi, khanjar pe koi daagh, tum qatl karo ho ya karamat kare ho?

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Agli fajr bhi tareek thi jab Jawahirat ki aankh khuli. Woh seedhi uth baithi, gardan mod kar dekha, Aurangzeb karwat liye so raha tha. Dono ke darmiyan kaafi faasla tha. Usne talkhi se sir jhatka, jhuk kar slippers pehne aur khidki tak gayi.

Bahar sipahi the. Roshni se zara pehle ka andhera. Azeeb ghutan thi fiza mein, jaise koi ta'affun zada laash kisi ne beech chowrahe par rakhi ho aur uski boo naak mein ghus rahi ho. Jawahirat ki khoobsurat aankhon mein nagwari ubhri. Gown pehna aur doori ko girah lagati bahar nikal aayi.

Lounge tareek tha. Batian automatic thi. Woh jis jagah daakhil hoti, wahan batti jal uthti. Usne lounge mein qadam rakha, batian jalti gayin. Woh dining hall tak aayi, aage nikal gayi. Batian saath-saath bujhti gayin, agli jalti gayin.

Dining hall se pare ek aur raahdaari thi. Uske aage ek kamre ka darwaza band tha. Neeche darz se roshni aa rahi thi. Yeh control room tha. Jawahirat apne aap se ruki, aahista se qareeb aayi. Soundproof darwazon se sun'na namumkin tha. Usne handle pakad kar ghoomaya. Darwaza khulta gaya.

Hashim muztarib se idhar-udhar tehl raha tha, gusse se kuch keh raha tha, aur Khavar saamne khada sir jhukaye sun raha tha.

"Maine kya bakwaas ki thi? Isko khudkushi lagna..."

Jawahirat ko dekh kar woh ruka, magar uske chehre ke asraat nahi badle. Woh qareeb aaya, kohni se pakad kar hairan-o-preshan Jawahirat ko andar kiya. Darwaza band kar ke lock kiya. Kursi kheench kar kaha, "Baitho."

Woh nahi baithi. Sangini mehsoos kar ke bechaini se uska chehra dekhne lagi.

"Hashim! Kuch ghalat ho gaya hai, hai na?"

"Hamare paas koi doosra option nahi tha. Waris wahid shakhs tha jiske paas hamare khilaf saboot the. Maine Khawar ko order diya aur Khawar ne usko maar diya. Aur yeh rahe sare documents, uski files, uska laptop."

Hashim ne un kagzaat ki taraf ishara kiya.

Jawahirat be-dami se kursi par gir gayi. Sar dono haathon mein gira liya. Khawar tafseelat batata raha. Aakhir mein usne jhuka sir uthaya. Gulabi aankhon se Hashim ko dekha.

"Kya uski jaan lena zaroori tha? Kya ab hum qatil bhi ho gaye hain?"

"Apne khandan ki hifazat ke liye main kuch bhi kar sakta hoon." Hashim ka lehja sakht tha. "Bahar haal, ab yeh sochna hai ke aage kya karna hai."

"Kya matlab? Usne khudkushi kar li, baat khatam. Saboot hamare paas hain."

Uski hairani par Hashim ne ghusse se khawar ki taraf dekha.

"Khudkushi kab lagegi woh?" Khavar ki awaaz thandi thi. "Isne Uske haath baandhe, uske sar par chot lagayi, kamar par joota rakha. Mazahmat ke saare nishaan post-mortem report mein pahaad bankar nazar aayenge. Tafteeshi afsar, post-mortem karne wale doctor... kitno ka munh band karna padega? Yeh khudkushi nahi lagegi."

Jawahirat uth khadi hui. Bechaini se idhar-udhar tehlti rahi. Phir chonk Hashim ko dekha.

"To theek hai. Talashi bhi ho sakti hai. Dakoo aaye, samaan loota, aur bande ko maar diya."

Usne un cheezon ki taraf ishara kiya jo Khawar saath laaya tha.

"Aasaan nahi hoga. Faris kabhi bhi itne aaram se nahi baithega." Hashim ne bechaini se sir jhatka. Sab bigadta nazar aa raha tha.

"Hashim, don't worry. Tum qatl ke waqt party mein the. Tumhare paas alibi hai."

Hashim jhatke se uski taraf dekhne laga. Khawar ne bhi be-ikhtiyar sir uthaya.

"Alibi?"

Hashim kisi gehri soch mein bhatak gaya.

(Alibi : Yani kisi shaks ka jurm ke waqt kisi dusri jagah par maujoodgi ki shahadat hona.)

"M-Magar" Jawahirat tezi se uske qareeb aai. Uski aankhen umeed se chamakne lagi.

"Faris party mein nahi tha. Woh Waris ki wapsi ke baad hi aaya. Is dauraan woh jaakar qatl kar sakta hai aur wapas aa sakta hai. Khawar ke yahan hone ke gawah hum dono honge, aur Hashim ki gawahi to saare mehmaan denge."

"Faris.." wo sochti nazron se use dekhne laga. "Faris party mein nahi tha. Faris sotela bhai hai. Faris qatil ho sakta hai."

"Humein yeh sab Faris par plant karna hai." Jawahirat ne aage aakar daayein-baayein tarteeb se lagi cheezon ko dekha. Rassiya plastic bag mein thin.

"Is par Waris ka DNA hoga. Yeh sab agar police ko Faris ke ghar se mile, to use apni padh jayegi. Woh case ke peeche hi nahi padega."

Hashim tazabzub se sun raha tha, jo use uski maa ke chamakti aankhon ke saath bata rahi thi.

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کہیں ہے، کہیں بھی نہیں، لہو کا سراغ۔ نہ دست و ناخنِ قاتل، نہ آستین پہ داغ۔

Kahin hai, kahin bhi nahi, lahu ka suraagh. Na dast-o-naakhun-e-qaatil, na aasteen pe daagh.

Dast-o-naakhun-e-qatil means the hands and nails of the murderer, symbolizing any visible sign or proof of the crime.

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Fajr qaza ho chuki thi. Subah taloo hone lagi. Faris chaabi ungli mein ghumata hua hostel ki imarat ke samne aage badh raha tha. Munh mein gum chaabate, woh kisi gehri soch mein ghum tha.

Aaj itwaar ki subah thi. Khamoshi chhayi thi. Woh chalta gaya, chalta gaya, phir baramde mein ruka. Waris ke kamre ka darwaza khatkhataya—ek dafa, do dafa, teen dafa.

Phir mobile nikala, call milayi. Phone off tha. Usne phir milaya. Saath wale kamre se ek officer nikal raha tha. Faris ne use roka, Waris ka poocha. Woh Faris ko jaanta tha.

"Haan, woh andar hoga. Raat ko aa gaya tha. Phir bahar nahi nikla."

Faris ne abke zara zor se darwaza khatkhataya. Woh naujawan bhi saath hi khada ho gaya. Chand lamhe guzar gaye.

"WARIS! WARIS! DARWAZA KHOLO!"

Woh fikarmandi se darwaza dhad-dhadane laga. Ahista-ahista do chaar log aur ikatthe ho gaye. Faris ne Sara ko call ki.

"Sarah, Waris kahan hai?"

Usse apni awaaz ghabrayi hui sunai di.

"Meri baat nahi hui raat se. Abhi uthi hoon, call karne gayi thi. Aaj humne—"

Faris ne baat sune baghair phone jeb mein dala aur zor zor se darwaze ko thokrein maarne laga. Do aadmi aage badhe, mil kar zor se darwaza todne lage. Log irdd-girdd ikatthe ho gaye. Tamasha lag gaya.

Teesre minute mein darwaze ka lock toot gaya aur woh urta hua doosri taraf ja laga. Poori quwwat se Faris andar girtay-girtay bacha. Phir seedha khada ho gaya. Faris ne gardan uthai jab use laga ke woh bhi apne pairon par khada nahi reh sakega.

Pankhe ke saath, Waris ki laash phande se jhool rahi thi.

Usne cheekhein aur shor sharaaba suna, magar kuch sunai nahi de raha tha. Usne bhaag kar sabse pehle Waris ke pair pakad kar zara uthaye. Gardan bilkul dheeli ho chuki thi. Magar woh mehsoos kar sakta tha—yeh taangen bohot sard thi. Bejaan.

Faris peechay hata. Haathon ko phela kar sabko peechay hatne ka ishara kiya.

"Koi kisi cheez ko haath na lagaye. Sab peechay!"

Uska rang safed pad raha tha. Woh andar dakhil hone se sabko rok raha tha.

Sara ka phone ab tak hold par tha. Use bohot se logon ki awaze aa rahi thi.

Woh nahi jaanta tha. Bas jaanta tha to ek hi baat... Use apne jism se jaan hi nikalti mehsoos ho rahi thi.

SAB KHATAM HO GAYA THA! SAB!

Kab ashkon se jud sakta hai, Jo toot gaya, so chhoot gaya.

کب اشکوں سے جُڑ سکتا ہے، جو ٹوٹ گیا، سو چھوٹ گیا۔

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