GONE GIRL…

It was her last duty hour.She checked her wrist watch fourth time in last ten minutes.She hastily checked up on her patients,picked her bag having her new dress which she collected from tailoress early morning so that no one could see her in tailoress shop.She wrote a note to head nurse written NAADIR at the end and handed over to other male nurse and left hospital.

IT was saturday and every saturday evening she had to leave hospital early.
Saturday evenings were always her favourite.She was so happy as if flying in the fairy meadows or diving in the pure waters deep inside an ocean.

“Salam Amma”,she entered in the house,poured a glass of water in her empty stomach and without any delay she entered her room and locked her up.After 10 minutes she was ready.Holding her dupatta in place on her head she was looking gorgeous in that pink dress.

She was only child to her mother.When she was borned her father left them.She and her mother were only residents of this small house situating in the end of this 12th street of Noor Muhallah.

Anyway.”Forget it”,she said to herself,wore Amma’s burqa quickly and went out of home saying goodbye to amma.

EVERY SATURDAY evening she used to go to QS ( Qayoom’s Studio) in 11th street to get her beauty captured.She trusted Qayoom most among all the men in this world.She didn’t know if it was love or what but Qayoom was her special one if there existed any.

She entered his studio,there was already a girl standing there.Qayoom was developing that girl’s photos.Qayoom smiled back to her and asked her to wait.After 5 minutes Qayoom was capturing her smile,her beauty and she was like “This is me,a complete beautiful girl”.Meanwhile Qayoom’s phone rang.He went out of room to attend the incoming call.After seven minutes she was out of her patience.She got closer to Qayoom’s incoming voice from outside although she still couldn’t see him.

He was talking and laughing hilariously.”Aray nahi yaar,jb bhi naya suit silwata hy aurton wala to tasveer khinchwaanay aata hy.HA-HA-HA.B*,Bara e fit KHUSRA hy.Yahan qareeb e aik hospital men naadir hy mgr meray studio men naadira.HA-HA-HA.”

HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA these were the only words echoing in her ears.She couldn’t hear anything anymore.
She was naadir for society but being naadira was her dream.Everyone in this society was free to follow their dream except the one WHO WAS NAADIR BUT WANTED TO BECOME NAADIRA.
She had done nothing wrong but was all wrong for everyone.She was not fake still fakest for all.She was done with this life.For the next moment and for rest of her life she was a “GONE GIRL” for 12th street of noor muhallah,her hospital,her city and even her bravest and loving Amma.She had to be gone because she was a fit KHUSRA.

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FIRST LOVE…

There was nothing special between us… We just fell in a “Feeling” in which your heart starts to miss beats. How?? I don’t know. But whenever there comes a fulstop in my life, whenever i stop, whenever i am crushed by others, i don’t know why but i see him in my dreams and those dreams make me alive again.
Anyways…
Missing someone is a fun. Sometimes you may feel numb, you may feel nothing for friends but first love is always something that keep your BP high.
Anyways…
To burn dreams doesn’t work until you burn your eyes and my eyes are burning right now.
Anyways..
MISS YOU SOMETIMES!!!…

“meri maa”

MERI MAA KI DUA KA DIYA JALTA RAHAY KHUDA KARAY

DIYAY KI ROSHNI MERAY AAS PAAS SADA RAHAY KHUDA KARAY

MAIN ABDI NEEND BHI SO LUN DIL O JAAN K SAKUN K SATH

GR MERA JO SIR USI KI GOAD MEN DHARA RAHAY KHUDA KARAY

MAIN AALA ZARF HUN NA HE KOI BHI NAIK HASTI HUN

MUJHAY NAFRAT HAY DUNYA SAY OR SHAED DUNYA KO MUJHSAY HAY

MERA WAHID JO RISHTA HAY,JO PYARA HAY,JO MUJHSAY PYAR KRTA HAY

MERA YEH PYAR USKAY DIL MAIN BASA RAHAY KHUDA KARAY

MERI ZID KO,MERI HAT’DHARMIYON KO SABR SAY SEHNA

OR PHR DANTNA BHI TO KHBHI KHANA MUJHAY DENA

KABHI PANI PILA KR PYAR SAY KEHNA K KHA BHI LO

MERI AMMI KA SAANI HO NAHI SKTA,NA HO SHAED

NA DIN AAEY KABHI ESA WO MUJHSAY KHAFA RAHAY KHUDA KARAY

ameeeeen

to all of my “earth people”,saying goodbye

         To,

my dear earth friends!

I have decided to go to super earth,the planet nearby my earth,nearly

similar to earth.as i have got invitation from one of my friends already

there.I enjoyed the time,I spent with you, have learned many useful

lessons for rest of my life.I took this decision reluctantly as i love my

planet earth.i love each and every bit of it. but you people don’t like

me.you have made your own boundaries and I am not allowed to

cross these even not if i love you. I am feeling so down at this leaving

moment………….

i got hurt many times on earth but not a single one from you

approached me to soothe me,to console me…..

you discriminated me each and every time,either it is my religion or

my country.you don’t like me to be identified by you people.

i hate boundaries,and i want to live like a butterfly……

so………….. it is over now.goodbye from my side.I shall miss you

all.love you.

From

an ordinary earth girl,

eastern cottage,MUSLIM street,earth,solar system.

MY NEW HOME:-

look,

this white one,has no black spot of your hatred on it for me……

and then look my earth………………………………………….