Yaaram Ep5

She was wandering on her heels at the third busiest airport of England. " I came to Manchester for burning the fire" she exclaimed by putting hand on her mouth.
Some people saw her with wonder but she didn't care about anyone. She worn white flowing shalwar with short shirt which bottom was rounded. And her white long dupatta was cleaning the floor of airport. And everyone was entangling her dupatta. She said again by rolling herself on her heels:" I'm here Manchester and I'll not cry again and please don't make me cry"
Her white duppata was looking amazing which rolled on the land of ruler of subcontinent. If anything is the sign of good luck, then it will be the slogan of Amraha. If any sound is the sound of happiness then it will must be the action of her rolling on the heels. If there any shore of peace and calmness, then it will be complete in the essence of Amaraha.
No one had come to pick her, she was waiting for three hours but she had not any complain. She could easily wait for three days, now she hadn't any problem.
Now she could see the board of her name. A Korean plus Chinese girl ran towards her by hanging the long cross bag.
"I'm Amraha" she went to that Korean girl.
"oh hello! Sorry I'm late"
"it's ok.. Lets go"
"actually that girl who has come to pick you, met with accident.. Then I've to come to pick you... Have you waited for long?"
Amraha first made face but then burst out in laughter. Hana was walking before her and she was walking so fast that Amraha was exhausted by walking with her. Both sat inside the taxi and came to building. They carried luggage upstairs and came inside the flat.
Flat was empty. There was two rooms and small lounge with open kitchen. Amraha's eyes were widened to see it.. How beautiful this flat is.. Wow...
Hana took her towards one room, where two single beds were kept. And no idea how they made place to arrange folding mattress on floor. That was surely place of their walking. :"this is your bed" she pointed out the floor mattress. Amraha's mood got off.. Why she has to sleep on floor?
" kindly! Don't touch anything" Hana said with forceful smile but in requesting style. Because she was half Chinese then she said these words in half bow down style.
Till she got fresh, Hana gave her coffee and sandwiches:" This is from me" she extended small tray to her with this humbleness like she was giving her secret treasure. Amraha stared her with amazement. After a long flight, she got this small portion of meal!
"maybe it's just starter, real supper will come at night" Amraha thought.
"I'm getting late.. I've to go" she was about to leave but still reminded :" Please don't touch anything"
But she touched everything. She sprayed every perfumes which were kept on study table. Actually she was checking that it was real or feigned because it had said that how much perfume of Pakistan was branded and expensive but it was still copy of real brand. And now she realized that she was purchasing copy of real brands. All flat was fragranced by the smell branded quality perfumes. She also checked stuff of makeups. But she only gave one glance to books, only on theirs titles. Titles were like that old books were covered with modern clothes. She didn't have interest in old age books.
She went to washroom and checked every item.. Face wash, body wash, lotions even she checked the little ducks which were flowing in the bath tub. She opened every cabinet and smelled food items. Other room was locked.she checked the tv of lounge, firstly, she searched the channels then she opened the music channel and went to kitchen for making noodles. She made two packets of noodles and put it in the big bowl. She ate during listening the music of Edward Maya. She left bowl on kitchen and offed the tv, after it she fell asleep on the single bed. :" I paid 30% ... It wasn't joke"
It was time of 12 o'clock when someone awoke her. :" Miss Pakistan! Wake up please" a new face was waking up her. Firstly, she thought that it was her dream and she stayed asleep.
"lady Amraha! Please wake up, otherwise I'll spray this D-D spray on your nose..and trust me it's world's worst smell and it will not left you before week"
Amraha was eating Nihari with Dada in dream.
Spray's cap was removed and the dirtiest smell came to her nose. She was right, this smell would not go after weeks.
"Dada.." She got up by shouting.
" I still don't make the spray" she said after shaking her shoulders.
She looked at them with her sleepy red eyes and tried to recognize a girl who had green eyes. But her sight was blaring.
D-D's cap again removed and came to her nose, she stayed away it to her nose and this time her eyes were opened completely.
" how ill mannered method is this!" Amraha irritated & green eyes were widened. :"ill mannered.."
Amraha:" You people have studied in big universities of world, but you'll never learn basic morals."
This time green eyes were starring her with sarcastic manner:"Please come outside with patience" she left by saying this.
Amraha came outside after washing her mouth. She took more time with her consciousness that let them wait for her. But there were neither any table of delicious meals nor the smell of meals. However there was circle of 2 to 5 peoples. And there was noodles bowl placed among them. Some noodles were left in a bowl. Crowd was starring her.
" have a seat" a girl of brown hairs, said whose had made braid of Asian style, and she kept this braid on her shoulder like that there was snake who was ready to bite.
Amraha sat and thought that maybe there would be an introduction held before meal.
" this is miss Pakistan.. Amraha.." Hana said.
"hi! I'm Lily Col from Scotland" a girl of spray introduced herself.
" I'm Shirley Margot" a girl with brown hairs said. But she couldn't smile.
" I'm Batty Lo.. From Germany" a tall and thin girl said with smile. Amraha was observing that she was hardly controlling her laugh.
" I'm Azra from Chicago.." Someone said in broken Urdu. She observed her as Sharlet or Christiana because of her tom boy hair cut.
" I have told you that never touch anything...isn't it?" Hana started to speak.
" I was only gone washroom" she denied clearly.
Hana opened her mouth:" She's telling lie Shirley"
Shirley signed her through eyes and Hana was silent.
"this" Shirley pointed out bowl which kept on table.
" I don't know about anything..it is already kept there" that time, she was afraid and repented that why wasn't she washed that bowl.
" ok Amraha! You can go to sleep, sorry to disturb you"
" and what about dinner?" She got up and asked.
These five firstly looked at her then stared each other. Though Batty Lo covered her mouth but she could clearly see that she was hardly controlling her laugh.
"Do you still feel hungry?" Asked by Azra.
"no...  But it's necessary to eat dinner.. Isn't it?" She made excuse but she really felt hungry and it wasn't a matter of hunger but she was excited to think that which type of dinner were they arranged for her.
" we don't eat without hunger lady" Shirley answered with patience.
"don't offer meal also?" She said in Urdu. Except Azra, no one understood her and she eyed her. She went to room and slept on the floor mattress. She could hear the voice of their murmuring but she didn't care. :"let them murmur... I paid 30%.." And she fell asleep.
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When she woke up next day, and wondered to see the view of outside and shouted:" Uff! How much it's clean... How much it's beautiful"
A way, in which she came last night, this was view of backside of it where lots of greenery held in which many flowers were blossoming. She didn't find any particle of dust there. Like that, no human had come there from ages.
Her room was empty, even flat was empty. Bedcovers were without any crease on them. There wasn't any perfume on study table, washroom was also empty from face wash, shampoos etc. She came to kitchen and find a chit on counter.:" Your breakfast"
There was egg, jam, four pieces of bread, milk and sugar... One cup dry coffee and one tea-bag.
Remaining four cabinets were locked by the chain which had lock in between it. Amraha shocked to see it. But it was minor shock.  She didn't have phone, last night Hana phoned her to Pakistan. Now it was clear that she had to call from landline but after this minor shock, she had to make long call to talk to Dada. Then they had to pay heavy bill on this long call.
She found second chit on fridge:" Darbi will come to pick you for university at 8 am, be ready"
She got ready after breakfast. Exact 9 am, A little girl who seemed like woman, named Darbi came:" I'm Darbi, Shirley has told me to pick you for university"
Amraha:" I'm Amraha... I'm going university first time"
Darbi:" I can understand after looking you" she smiled and Amraha liked her smile. Even she liked her abrasion shoes and pant. Even her teeth with braces because she was stepping at the Manchester university. So she should like everything.
" hurry up! We're getting late" Darbi went outside fast. She locked flat and followed her. Darbi was ready to pick her with her small cycle. :" Come and sit" she pointed out the back seat of cycle.
So, she was picked on this cycle and Darbi was come to her specially.
:" What happen Amraha? Come on... I've to leave for my class also"
She sat on that small cycle, firstly she hid her shyness, then controlled her laugh... She had hidden her face behind Darbi and tried to control the speed of her laugh during crossing the road.
"dada!" She imagines dada:" I'm laughing so much that i want to jump on the road and laugh after holding my tummy and all Manchester will gather to see me. Dada! Sometimes, life makes tiny, ordinary excuses to make us laugh... Dada! I like these excuses of time which thread in my life"
She saw many time the hairs of Darbi which she tied in small ponytail. Which, God forbid us, was stigma on the name of ponytail. It's like tail of sparrow when it flies with the wind.
Darbi was driving cycle with solemnness like she was driving the royal Horse cart of king of Oman. She was bursting in laughter during their all way. She put off her from cycle and said:" How fat you're! Do jogging"  how Darbi rode with her, her sweating could easily tell her.

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Swasan A path hate to love Ep28

Recap:" Sanskar got conscious, swara asked him about his relationship with Shanaya. He met with Meera who reminded him that how he called her from her pet name"
Sanskar thinks her words and his veins of brain vibrate to think about her words which she used for Shanaya.. "personal prostitute.. Huh!" These words remind him , the darkest period of his life. But at the end, he can't tolerate any word against Shanaya. He doesn't love her, he's sure but he's grateful to her because this personal prostitute collected his pieces when he was broken into the pieces.
He goes towards Laksh's room where Swara is now. He goes inside and says to Laksh:" Lucky! I wanna talk to my Mrs? May I?"
Laksh nods and leaves the room, he goes to her. She's looking down but he can easily understand her wet eyes and shivering body. He slowly holds her wrist and says:" Come with me"
She lifts her eyes to face him and drags her body to match the footsteps of her husband.
Both go downstairs towards the garage.  He opens the door of car for her and she sits on front seat.
She doesn't know where is he taking her? Even she didn't ask any question from him. Their journey passed silently. Sanskar stopped the car at the small house.
Sanskar opens her door and again holds her hand without her permission. He closed the door and softly drags towards the home. But as she enters in the house, she realized that this isn't a house, this is s school or any institution but different from typical school. After passing two rooms and lounge, they enter the last room where she found Shanaya. Totally different from her daily look.
She's wearing simple shalwar qameez, she tied her hairs in genuine knot and her face is clean from every makeup. But her eyes are evident of her long weeping. A small guilt comes into her  heart.
Sanskar turns to her:" This is school for this prostitute and I'll pick you after an hour, until you can see that how my personal prostitute is doing that work which rejected by every pure and simple girl" he goes to Shanaya, Shanaya worries to see them there.
He holds her from shoulder and takes her towards Shanaya. She meets with her in normal style, she can't find any offence on her face regarding her words.
Sanskar :" I've some work, until you talk with her and visit your school to her, (he turns to swara) i hope you both will become friends after this meeting" his tone is soft and mild this time because he knows, emotions are not matter of force and pressure.
He leaves, she doesn't understand what to say, Shanaya calls someone and asked for attend class. She takes her towards another room. It's simple but clean room, there's single bed on one side and small study table in which two chairs are settle.
She sign her to sit, she silently sit and Shanaya makes coffee for them in coffee machine.
Shanaya gives her cup of coffee and sits on other chair. She silently takes a sip of coffee.
Shanaya:" This is our school, actually branch of our school, every year, we choose 20 to 30 children of every age from every state of India. Just on two basis, one they have poverty and second they've intellectual... We provided them a one year course to them of basic study, ethics, manners, self esteem etc... Then we transfer them to main branch of Delhi. Your husband's 80 percent of revenue comes in my hands for this purpose"
Swara forgets to take coffee and her mouth opens for moment. In this age, who gave 80% of their revenue to any stranger?
Shanaya pauses for a moment and continues:" Don't consider us as Robin hood type or any angel, we're demons who want to stop to produce demons like us. Now it's all clear but initially, we got success from blackmailing, or purchasing people... You know this is best thing, we know to do.. We mean , me and Sanskar... "
Swara is silently listening her words, she was also victim of his blackmailing, so she can easily believe on her words.
She continues her words:" We find the weakness of people and attack on the weak part for taking our purpose from the particular person, you know what Swara, we both saw the ugliest faces of people, even on those who's most respectful personalities of our society, and this is reason we hate lies, we hate our society, we hate peoples of our society, you can't understand because you didn't experience of this and I pray to god that you'll never experience of it, we gave to society which it gave us... Tit for tat"
Swara:" I don't agree with you, if we start to take revenge from everyone, then no one is left in this world who didn't harm us, directly or indirectly. Everybody become victim of society, even nature..."
Shanaya sighs and puts her cup on table:" Hmm you're right! But it's also depends on our instinct, evils are hidden in the instincts of us, we've this evils in our instinct, I and Sanskar have this already but society helped us to take out this evilness from our inside to out ...."
Swara:" You both are evil..?"
Shanaya:" Yes! We're same, this is a reason, we're so much close to him, and we're used to it even that we now don't consider this evilness to evilness because it's normal to us"
Swara's coffee is getting cold but she forget about to take it because her words are opening the new door of awareness for her. She spent clear life so it's completely new to her, she doesn't understand how this angel stuck in the peer of devils.
Shanaya beats slowly at the bottom of table from her finger tips.
Swara:" Evilness is the option, we've option to chose or left it, you both chose it"
Shanaya nods in no:" Maybe you're right, but evilness sometime, left as last option for us, either we've to choose it or live our life in a low level  like animals... We can choose evilness but can't live our life in a low level....you know what why?" She says in soft voice departing every word to other word. Her words are coming from her mouth like that pearl is falling on the surface of crystal, one by one.
Swara thought that she's really enchantress, who can easily spell by her words. Same as "why" comes out from swara's mouth automatically.
Shanaya looks into her eyes:" First, answer my questions honestly, I know you dont like me, but answer truly"
Swara wants to listen her more, so she nods her head in yes.
Shanaya:" Am I beautiful?".
Swara's mouth opens to listen this question.
Shanaya:" Tell me am I beautiful?"
Swara looks her, in this simple attire, she looks beautiful and her beauty can easily mesmerized anyone.
" Yes.. You're!" She answers honestly..
Shanaya smiles:" Now tell me...how's Sanskar? Is he handsome?"
Swara doesn't understand why is she asking this type of questions but she answers:" Not only handsome... If I say, god blessed him with male beauty, then I'll not wrong to saying it"
Shanaya smiles victoriously like that she got the answer what she wants.
She gets up and comes to her:" You know Swara! We both have many things common, this is also, but if we talk about the inequality of blessing of god, no one has everything.. Except some of his subjects, we both are included in this category..  The lowest and highest level of beauty and intellect brings virtue or disasters. We both have beauty as well as great intellectual and when these two things are combine in one person, he can become blessing as well as destruction, for the world and for himself too. But you know dear! This blessing is destruction in disguise... Because we can't spend our life in low level, death is better than live in lowest level for us.. Because it's our instinct.... And we can't quarrel against our instinct dear"
Swara is in spell of her words, these words are the words of another world which is completely strange for her.
Shanaya takes her cup in which coffee is left but she knows, she'll not drink it. There's small sink in room, she washes the cups and keeps them on shelf.
Swara:" Why didn't you both choose virtue?"
Shanaya smiles and turns to her. She sits on second chair beside her and lifts her cellphone from table.
She calls someone:" Hey Sanskar! Your wife wanna stay here more, don't come after an hour, you do your work, I'll drop her...... Yeah! She's absolutely fine here... No she's not crying... Don't worry... Do your work, we'll meet"
She disconnects the call and comes to her:" I wanna tell you one story, which will describe that why we didn't choose virtue instead of destruction... Do you wanna listen?"
Swara nods in yes, Shanaya starts her story which seems like fairytale but most horrible than nightmare.
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Sanskar is looking the God's beauty around him and he looks marvellous in this breathtaking environment. Even an artist can't stop himself to do his art after watching this view in which he sits.
He reminds the words of Swara and thinks about the cause of his life, his every action and its reaction.
Meera... A beautiful girl who comes in his life and made his life like hell. But it wasn't matter of beauty, because there's no lack of beauty a boy like him, it's more than that. He doesn't know why and how but he attracted by her simultaneously.
He started loving her, her making face, her naughtiness, her innocence. He was admirer of her completely. Rules and regulations of his home was very strike, he got limited pocket money but he always wanted to see his girlfriend happy.
He started part time job for purchasing gifts for her because she was orphan and she didn't have money to walk with the status of university. When he realized his love towards her, that time he decided that he must marry her because for him, she's respectable as well. He waited for the time when he gave his name to her beloved and make her respectable in front of world. He was gold medalist, most intelligent, perfect boy of family as well university.  But he was most foolish man who didn't understand that she was only taking opportunity of his company.
He remembers, it was time of marriage of Adarsh Bhai, he invited her in the wedding.
Meera:" Oh Sanky! What will I wear on your brother's wedding"
Sanskar:" You look beautiful in every attire katty"
Meera jerked:" I said, I've no any dress of  wedding dress code"
Sanskar thought:" Oh! Wedding clothes are often expensive and I already give you my all pocket money and salary... Now what will do?"
Meera:" This isn't my matter, do something otherwise, I'll not come in wedding"
Sanskar:" Dont do this katty, I wanna introduce you with my family, actually my mom suspected on me, but I told her that I'll tell her everything... I can't hide anything from my mom, but for you, I made her wait..."
Meera:" Why didn't you make excuse?"
Sanskar:" You know very well, I don't tell a lie, well I'll do something, you don't worry..."
He borrowed some money from Laksh and some from his friends. Vicky was his best friend, when he asked money from him, he stopped and looked him with seriousness. :" This is third time, you're asking money and I know this because of your so called gf"
Sanskar:" If you don't wanna give me money, then don't give but don't say any bad word against her"
Vicky sighed:" Ok Sanskar! But you've to stop her from doing all this, I'm your friend and I want to see you happy... And this girl... I don't know but I don't feel that she's sincere with you"
Sanskar:" I know you're worried for me, but dont worry dude! I can handle everything... And she's sincere with me, if she wasn't...then I absolutely detect her.."
Vicky gave him money:" I hope you're right, well I again say, don't take her on cloud nine... Otherwise this girl will become problem for you"
Sanskar took the money and pat his shoulder:" Don't worry dude! Sanskar can handle everything"
He said and leaved. Destiny smiled on his words and want to show him, his limit that look and think again before saying the words of greatness.

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