Uns E Harf

5

A room decorated with rose pedals and scented candles, the room was illuminating with mild romantic lights coming out of the candles. A huge room with a king size bed in the center adored with red bed sheet and fairy lights. A girl was seen wearing a maroon heavy bridal dress along, her sharp nose was shining along her bridal nose ring. Standing infront the mirror she looked and saw herself becoming beetroot with blush, suddenly her back hitted the front of someone. Looking at the mirror she saw a man about the of early 30's. He was wearing groom sherwani. His fit physical structure was clear by the sherwani. Slowly his hands came and touched the small waist of the girl, the girl's whole body felt a huge wave of shivers. Wrapping his huge hand around her small waist he dipped his nose on the mid section between her neck and shoulder inhaling her he looked at her chest brown eyes from the mirror. Light blue crashed chest brown. She gulped down her nervousness and her breathing become heavy. In a spit of second he turned her around and pulled her towards him by her waist. Due to her short height she reached till lower chest. Her whole body heated up, looking down she said with stammering voice

"K-ya ka-r ra-he a-a-p?" [Translation: what are you doing?]

Letting out a throaty smile he came close to her ears and said in a husky voice

"Apni Begum sey pyaar." [Translation: I'm adoring my wife.]

Hearing his words she looked at him shocked and in a second his face came close to her and was about meet his lip with her and

SCREAM!!

"APPIYA UTH JAYE AMMA A RAHE HAIN." [Translation: wake up mom is coming.]
Ahiyaz said in a loud voice

Rameen woke up with a jump and she realised that everything she saw was a mere dream. She knew she can't react infront of her brother otherwise this tape recorder will record everything along his cctv type eyes and make a new siyappa with it.

"Ahiyaz nikal ja kamre sey aur aaj ki liye mera tera sakal dekhne ka kota khatam, agar iske baad tera sakal dekha na toh mene ek kaske chata marna tujhe aur teri sari tape recording wahi band kardeni hain, nikal aur amma ko jake bol mera nasta tayyar karke deh."

[Translation: Ahiyaz get out from and don't show your face again at least not today if it happens otherwise I'm gonna slap you.]

Making a sour face Ahiyaz went out of Rameen's room

Shaking her head she pushed back her messy hair, and stood up from her bed and came infront her dressing mirror. As soon she saw at her image on mirror she realised the girl who was in a bride attire in her dream is none other than herself. But the face of the groom or her husband in her dream isn't clear in her memory, she tried to remember his face but she couldn't. Irritated she went inside her bathroom and started to splash on her face.
What is this restlessness in her heart. Coming put she ran out of her bathroom towards her study desk she rummaged though the pile of paper and took out an old paper. The old paper was crumbled and almost damaged. The page had something written on it. Caressing the words she almost had tears. Smiling at it she took the paper and sat on her window side. Remember the time when she was just a girl of 6 or 7 who was unaware of the feelings called love.

It was just a usual morning when Rameen was sitting on the lap of her dada jaani. Playing and chatting him how she made new friend in her school. Patting her head, Latif looked at his granddaughter who is a complete chatterbox. Sometimes laughing at her antics. Caressing her hair, he said

"Rameen bibi jab apki shadi hogi tab sayad mein na rahu, par hum apko humesha apne nigaho mein." [Translation: when you'll get married I may be not with you but I'll always look after you.]

"Aap kaha jayenge?" Rameen questioned while playing with her new doll [Translation: where will you go?]

"Allah miyan k pass." [Translation: to Allah.]