This is yaaram... Hey, guys! Yaaram is a beautiful novel of Sumaira Hameed, which has written in Urdu but just because of exposing its beauty to the world, I'm translating it in English. I hope you'll like it, and this is completely written in novel's form, so I'm translating it as it is. Well if you wanna give faces to its characters, you can tell me.
If immortal-love has any pet name, then this name will be "incense of winter". Glittery, bright, the one which fascinates, the one which binds, the one which opens our arms to fly towards the sky.... This is an incense of winter...
Which gives calmness to our inner soul, which makes us carefree from the outer world.
Which becomes like gold, which scatters like gold....
Which has the ability to spread the spring and to give seven colors of the rainbow on the sky.
Melodies of Sare game pa... Which flies to its beginning.... Goes to its ending like swarm of goose which dances on the tune of winds.... And all one-colored and thousand-coloured butterflies join this swarm.
Incense of winter... Yes! If immortal-love has its pet name, then it'll possess this same name. And yes! This is the most suitable name.
And she's is sitting on the corner of lawn in this incense of winter. She always sits on the side of the corner.
Because she's afraid to be prominent.
Why is she afraid?
Because she's frightened by everyone and her position is just like a broom in her home, necessary as well as dirty....
Dadi is sitting in a side and doing massage of her scalp with murmuring in her lips.
She says Daniya to massage her. But she pretends like she has listened to nothing and she has given concentration to a novel "Nan bai Ki Beti" with eating the flakes of oranges.Amma is talking on the phone... And Hamad is enjoying music by putting earphones in his ears. Because he's struggling to walk and he is waving his hands in the air like that of god forbids, he has an epileptic fit.
And one who's hiding in the corners, is busy on the internet... No.. No, she's not using social networking site. No, she's not chatting with someone... Nope! She's not searching new designer's clothes on google. She is...is reading the email from the group leader of Pakistani student society of Manchester university. Her hands and feet are shivering like she has come out from the freezer on this sunshine. Ya as someone has told her that where she's sitting, there's an underground treasure... Take out that treasure without making noise. Now she'll take out this treasure without making noise.
She's hardly controlling her shouting, she has exclaimed slowly.
Firstly, Dadi witnesses her on being offensive by stopping her hands. Then everyone glances at her like being offensive except dada. But no one asks her, why is she shouting?
Dada who is reading "Tauba-tun-nasooh"(a novel), comes to her:"Amaraha! What happened?"
Dearly dada! Only he's one, who asks her always. She whispers in the ears of dada. Dada keeps his novel on his chest and stands up from his place:"I'm going to vegetable market, how can I lift so much weight of vegetables?
Amraha! Come with me"
"you're taking her with you? Then you'll find vegetables huh!!, a market will be closed or fired" dadi is telling with her thin voice which is tipping strokes on their heads like hammer.
"we'll go to another market, if it'll be fired too then you don't need to wait for us, we will burn the fire in many cities, in many markets".
Amraha:"why is only in cities? Why not in countries?"
Dada:"yeah right! Now be ready everyone! The World will be on fire soon"
"now?? It has burned from a long time" dadi interrupts in their conversations.
Dada:"sure! Like Nagasaki.."
Dadi:"just go, don't eat my head"
Amraha stares dadi with concentration and dadi changes her side.
"aye! Now she'll burn me" she recites holy verses and blows on herself.Amaraha is still starring at her and she's more loudly reciting verses and blowing on herself. She's so afraid of the eyes of Amaraha. Everyone is afraid of her.. She's disaster and destruction.
On the day of her birth, his elder uncle passed away, sister and brother-in-law of her father, met with an accident.
House of the younger sister of her father, burned by short-circuit. Her cousin's engagement was held on that day but was postponed because of her uncle's death. Later, her alliance was broken. And this wasn't enough, her another uncle's shop was robbed of four lacs rupees. Uncle was hospitalized for four days due to it. Amraha's elder
brother Ali was fallen from stairs and he had been walking unstable for two years. Neighbour Malaika aunty became widow, her husband died because of a heart attack in France. Another neighbor's daughter-in-law gave birth to a dead child.
These all are a few incidents, these lists are very long and are increasing day by day. For example, if someone says:"didn't know Amma Ji! I was in my thoughts, and I didn't get to know when my son burned his hand"
Then dadi asks:"what was the day?"
"this Tuesday... Yeah, this day, my Hashir was crying vigorously and I also joined him" someone replies to dadi.
Dadi:"oh Tuesday! And what was the date?"
Woman:"date... 2nd.."
Dadi:"well! Date was second and day was Tuesday, Madiha bibi! That unfortunate came to our house at that exact date and day.. In our family, every day is Tuesday and every date is second of the month. What shall we do? We have to suffer dalmatian of our sins"
Amma is also irritated by her... It is a matter of coincidence that every year, her brother's shop is robbed at the same date of her birth. Amma can never forget how her brother's shiny shop was sold and his brother became penniless.
Dada is the only person who offers prayer five times and only frightens from his god. He also tries to act upon hadith and doesn't hear the words of illustrating persons. Otherwise, every Thursday to Thursday, their family members burn the diyas(candles).. Three or five.. Only odds. Not even...
Dadi always burns the diyas of the name of dead persons on the roof's corner room.
"these all are without the religion, does anyone burn lamps on the tomb of Prophet Mohammed(p.b.u.h.)? Why are you all working against the religion?"
Dadi signs from posture, that go and do your work.
When Baba (father of Amraha) was done with the renovation of his shop, he burst a coconut at the entrance of the shop. Other shopkeepers laughed to see him but Baba only said that he watched these things in films, so he liked it so much." what happened, if I did this? Could not you see others happiness?"
Every Thursday, Baba gave four cauldrons.
Dada says:"the operation of ear of Maid's daughter is going to happen, plus discharge from it, this is soul-taking pain of day and night, if you can't do anything, give the money of two to three Thursdays, I'll also add it, then her operation will be managed"
Baba as senseless. Well! Cauldrons are made on every Thursday while maid's daughter's operation is managed hardly by dada.
So, this is the environment of home and this is the condition of family's members.... They catch the wrong things, argue on them and try to quarrel on them.... Dada is irritated by all these things. But he doesn't have control on anyone.
"so. You can't find vegetables" even they have returned empty-handed, then dadi chirps with joy:"you were saying that you'll return after burning the world, now how do you come in this condition... (to Amraha) and Amraha! Why
did you go to market with dada after being adorned so much?? Dada and granddaughter leave their place silently.
It's not like that only dadi considers her as unfortunate, after observing dadi and Amma, her three siblings also consider her same as Dadi's belief and more baba is also included in them.
If Ali's kite is cut by someone, he shouts:"who says you to come on to the upstairs? Now my kite has cut. Isn't it ?"
And then she curses Ali and starts crying in the corner of the house, then curses to herself:"I'm unfortunate. I'm unlucky..."
Daniya slowly says to Amma:"don't show my dresses to Amraha, don't know why, but whenever she has seen my dresses; before my usage, automatically I' have started hating my clothes?"Amraha sullies her clothes with ink and oil. And she spots the clothes where she can't clean the spot. And then she cries in the night to hide from everyone:"I'm unfortunate. I'm unlucky"
And Dada handles this unfortunate girl. She has also shared her room with him. She goes to bazaar or friend's home with him. Even she also takes pocket money from him. Dada is only her siblings and parents at the same time.
One night she hears the words of baba who is talking to Amma:"I'm doing wood-work in the shop, don't tell anyone, it may come under the influence of evil eyes, especially don't tell to our Amraha" .she cries all night at that time. She hicks up and gives the curse to herself that either she can die or otherwise fire will catch the goods of the shop.
But neither she has met with death nor fire caught the goods of a shop. But younger Phupho (sister of father)
borrows 1.5 lacs from four lacs. And Baba irritates to Amma:"I told you that don't tell to anyone ... Now do the work of shop.."
Amraha will not suffer because of it, then dada has borrowed money from his friend and then coconut is burst at the shop of Baba.
So, this is the position of our heroine, that from her birth to youth, this has happened thousands of times. She shouts for it, often beats her siblings but she cries all night.... She wants to escape from that environment... Wants to be lost in this world that no one will remember that how her birth news gives sprain to her dadi... After that, back pain gives restlessness to her mother.
Daniya, Hamad, and Ali, tell her regarding the unfortunate incidents, often in jealousy or sometimes, just to tease her that whether she may forget, who's she?
Once upon a time, in school, the leg of teacher's chair had broken and her teacher fails down from the chair.Then she stood up from her seat and said with tears:"I didn't do anything, I was telling truth, this chair was broken itself"
Sometimes, a teacher says that she has a headache, then she gets afraid and says:"I have never noticed your head, truly! Never noticed."
This is the reason, she never attends the functions of family and society, because she's famous among them as
Kashmiri's Shawl in the varieties of shawls and pine nut in the varieties of dry fruits.
Note: this story is not written by me, so if anyone offence about any scene or incident, I'm not liable of it.
regards: Saba
If immortal-love has any pet name, then this name will be "incense of winter". Glittery, bright, the one which fascinates, the one which binds, the one which opens our arms to fly towards the sky.... This is an incense of winter...
Which gives calmness to our inner soul, which makes us carefree from the outer world.
Which becomes like gold, which scatters like gold....
Which has the ability to spread the spring and to give seven colors of the rainbow on the sky.
Melodies of Sare game pa... Which flies to its beginning.... Goes to its ending like swarm of goose which dances on the tune of winds.... And all one-colored and thousand-coloured butterflies join this swarm.
Incense of winter... Yes! If immortal-love has its pet name, then it'll possess this same name. And yes! This is the most suitable name.
And she's is sitting on the corner of lawn in this incense of winter. She always sits on the side of the corner.
Because she's afraid to be prominent.
Why is she afraid?
Because she's frightened by everyone and her position is just like a broom in her home, necessary as well as dirty....
Dadi is sitting in a side and doing massage of her scalp with murmuring in her lips.
She says Daniya to massage her. But she pretends like she has listened to nothing and she has given concentration to a novel "Nan bai Ki Beti" with eating the flakes of oranges.Amma is talking on the phone... And Hamad is enjoying music by putting earphones in his ears. Because he's struggling to walk and he is waving his hands in the air like that of god forbids, he has an epileptic fit.
And one who's hiding in the corners, is busy on the internet... No.. No, she's not using social networking site. No, she's not chatting with someone... Nope! She's not searching new designer's clothes on google. She is...is reading the email from the group leader of Pakistani student society of Manchester university. Her hands and feet are shivering like she has come out from the freezer on this sunshine. Ya as someone has told her that where she's sitting, there's an underground treasure... Take out that treasure without making noise. Now she'll take out this treasure without making noise.
She's hardly controlling her shouting, she has exclaimed slowly.
Firstly, Dadi witnesses her on being offensive by stopping her hands. Then everyone glances at her like being offensive except dada. But no one asks her, why is she shouting?
Dada who is reading "Tauba-tun-nasooh"(a novel), comes to her:"Amaraha! What happened?"
Dearly dada! Only he's one, who asks her always. She whispers in the ears of dada. Dada keeps his novel on his chest and stands up from his place:"I'm going to vegetable market, how can I lift so much weight of vegetables?
Amraha! Come with me"
"you're taking her with you? Then you'll find vegetables huh!!, a market will be closed or fired" dadi is telling with her thin voice which is tipping strokes on their heads like hammer.
"we'll go to another market, if it'll be fired too then you don't need to wait for us, we will burn the fire in many cities, in many markets".
Amraha:"why is only in cities? Why not in countries?"
Dada:"yeah right! Now be ready everyone! The World will be on fire soon"
"now?? It has burned from a long time" dadi interrupts in their conversations.
Dada:"sure! Like Nagasaki.."
Dadi:"just go, don't eat my head"
Amraha stares dadi with concentration and dadi changes her side.
"aye! Now she'll burn me" she recites holy verses and blows on herself.Amaraha is still starring at her and she's more loudly reciting verses and blowing on herself. She's so afraid of the eyes of Amaraha. Everyone is afraid of her.. She's disaster and destruction.
On the day of her birth, his elder uncle passed away, sister and brother-in-law of her father, met with an accident.
House of the younger sister of her father, burned by short-circuit. Her cousin's engagement was held on that day but was postponed because of her uncle's death. Later, her alliance was broken. And this wasn't enough, her another uncle's shop was robbed of four lacs rupees. Uncle was hospitalized for four days due to it. Amraha's elder
brother Ali was fallen from stairs and he had been walking unstable for two years. Neighbour Malaika aunty became widow, her husband died because of a heart attack in France. Another neighbor's daughter-in-law gave birth to a dead child.
These all are a few incidents, these lists are very long and are increasing day by day. For example, if someone says:"didn't know Amma Ji! I was in my thoughts, and I didn't get to know when my son burned his hand"
Then dadi asks:"what was the day?"
"this Tuesday... Yeah, this day, my Hashir was crying vigorously and I also joined him" someone replies to dadi.
Dadi:"oh Tuesday! And what was the date?"
Woman:"date... 2nd.."
Dadi:"well! Date was second and day was Tuesday, Madiha bibi! That unfortunate came to our house at that exact date and day.. In our family, every day is Tuesday and every date is second of the month. What shall we do? We have to suffer dalmatian of our sins"
Amma is also irritated by her... It is a matter of coincidence that every year, her brother's shop is robbed at the same date of her birth. Amma can never forget how her brother's shiny shop was sold and his brother became penniless.
Dada is the only person who offers prayer five times and only frightens from his god. He also tries to act upon hadith and doesn't hear the words of illustrating persons. Otherwise, every Thursday to Thursday, their family members burn the diyas(candles).. Three or five.. Only odds. Not even...
Dadi always burns the diyas of the name of dead persons on the roof's corner room.
"these all are without the religion, does anyone burn lamps on the tomb of Prophet Mohammed(p.b.u.h.)? Why are you all working against the religion?"
Dadi signs from posture, that go and do your work.
When Baba (father of Amraha) was done with the renovation of his shop, he burst a coconut at the entrance of the shop. Other shopkeepers laughed to see him but Baba only said that he watched these things in films, so he liked it so much." what happened, if I did this? Could not you see others happiness?"
Every Thursday, Baba gave four cauldrons.
Dada says:"the operation of ear of Maid's daughter is going to happen, plus discharge from it, this is soul-taking pain of day and night, if you can't do anything, give the money of two to three Thursdays, I'll also add it, then her operation will be managed"
Baba as senseless. Well! Cauldrons are made on every Thursday while maid's daughter's operation is managed hardly by dada.
So, this is the environment of home and this is the condition of family's members.... They catch the wrong things, argue on them and try to quarrel on them.... Dada is irritated by all these things. But he doesn't have control on anyone.
"so. You can't find vegetables" even they have returned empty-handed, then dadi chirps with joy:"you were saying that you'll return after burning the world, now how do you come in this condition... (to Amraha) and Amraha! Why
did you go to market with dada after being adorned so much?? Dada and granddaughter leave their place silently.
It's not like that only dadi considers her as unfortunate, after observing dadi and Amma, her three siblings also consider her same as Dadi's belief and more baba is also included in them.
If Ali's kite is cut by someone, he shouts:"who says you to come on to the upstairs? Now my kite has cut. Isn't it ?"
And then she curses Ali and starts crying in the corner of the house, then curses to herself:"I'm unfortunate. I'm unlucky..."
Daniya slowly says to Amma:"don't show my dresses to Amraha, don't know why, but whenever she has seen my dresses; before my usage, automatically I' have started hating my clothes?"Amraha sullies her clothes with ink and oil. And she spots the clothes where she can't clean the spot. And then she cries in the night to hide from everyone:"I'm unfortunate. I'm unlucky"
And Dada handles this unfortunate girl. She has also shared her room with him. She goes to bazaar or friend's home with him. Even she also takes pocket money from him. Dada is only her siblings and parents at the same time.
One night she hears the words of baba who is talking to Amma:"I'm doing wood-work in the shop, don't tell anyone, it may come under the influence of evil eyes, especially don't tell to our Amraha" .she cries all night at that time. She hicks up and gives the curse to herself that either she can die or otherwise fire will catch the goods of the shop.
But neither she has met with death nor fire caught the goods of a shop. But younger Phupho (sister of father)
borrows 1.5 lacs from four lacs. And Baba irritates to Amma:"I told you that don't tell to anyone ... Now do the work of shop.."
Amraha will not suffer because of it, then dada has borrowed money from his friend and then coconut is burst at the shop of Baba.
So, this is the position of our heroine, that from her birth to youth, this has happened thousands of times. She shouts for it, often beats her siblings but she cries all night.... She wants to escape from that environment... Wants to be lost in this world that no one will remember that how her birth news gives sprain to her dadi... After that, back pain gives restlessness to her mother.
Daniya, Hamad, and Ali, tell her regarding the unfortunate incidents, often in jealousy or sometimes, just to tease her that whether she may forget, who's she?
Once upon a time, in school, the leg of teacher's chair had broken and her teacher fails down from the chair.Then she stood up from her seat and said with tears:"I didn't do anything, I was telling truth, this chair was broken itself"
Sometimes, a teacher says that she has a headache, then she gets afraid and says:"I have never noticed your head, truly! Never noticed."
This is the reason, she never attends the functions of family and society, because she's famous among them as
Kashmiri's Shawl in the varieties of shawls and pine nut in the varieties of dry fruits.
Note: this story is not written by me, so if anyone offence about any scene or incident, I'm not liable of it.
regards: Saba
