MERE MEHRAM (completed)

Ch-1

" just ask her when did I raise my hand on her," he said not losing his calm.

" you tried many times" she replied.

" This FIR is baseless and I want to file a cross complaint, if I hurt her, if she is a victim of domestic violence then check her, me and my family like she stated, I never slapped her and never demand anything" he said in a sophisticated way.

" you guys are greedy, my father gave you so much at the wedding but your family always demand one and another thing, you are living with them, spending all your money on them, dont caring about our future and if I say something then you react..."

" stop it, they never did"

" ye toh miya biwi ke bich aam baat hai madam itni si baat pe police station nh aate, Ghr ka mamla hai ghr pe sulja le" he further advised.

" sir every husband and wife have misunderstandings, fights even every relation has some ups and downs that doesn't mean she puts falsified blame on me, I request you please keep my family away from it, I will come anytime when you call me, My abbu is heart patient, woh ye cheez dil Pe le jaayenge," the police inspector nodded.

" Thank you so much sir"

" sit in the car" he ordered.

" mujhe ghr ka rasta pta hai, don't you worry, just get the hell out of here"

" meri bala se tum khuch karo mujhe ab koi faraq nh padega lekin itni raat ko mein tumhe akele chor ke nh jaa skta, ek baar tumhe tumhare ghar phucha du uske baad tumhara aur mera rishta khatam" he stated opening the car door for her.

" Arey ky hua sidharth beta tum yahan ish waqt" His father-in-law Hasan Farooq asked.

" ye aap apni beti se aram se phuch lijiyega ab humesa apk pass hi hai" he replied.

" ky mtlab hai ish baat ka"

" wahi jo aap smjh rhe hai, maine apk beti par bhut zulm kiye hai ishe maara hai pita hai, meri family ne aap logo se dahej manga hai"

" beta ye sb ky keh rhe ho" her mother said with a horrified expression.

" maine aur bhi bhut kasoor kiye hai apk beti apko sb bta dengi jaise ye police station mein bta rhi thi,"
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Entering his house, he met with the questioning gazes of his family members, he closes his eyes taking a deep breath before sitting on the sofa.

" Zoya get one glass of water for your brother" his mother Farah Siddiqui ordered.

" sidharth ky hua beta khuch bolega and where is Aamaal"

" don't take her name"

" sidharth hua ky hai, can you please speak, police kyu leke gyi thi" his father Aftaab asked.

" Aamaal filed an FIR against me " he heard gasped from his family members.

" for what??"

" domestic violence"

" Allah ye ky keh rhi hai woh ladki Pagal toh nh ho gyi" Aadam, his uncle stated sitting on the sofa beside his brother.

" I filed a cross-complaint," he told them at the last after answering their every question.

" I am going to my room, Ammi can I get one cup of tea," she nodded.
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" kutte kamine aainda yahan dikha na toh sach keh rhi hu chappalo se woh hasar karna hai maine tumhara ki zindagi bhar nh bhul paoge"  he heard a loud voice of her again, his head is aching badly and her yelling adding to it, he groaned pulling his hairs, he belongs to a middle-class family, shy, timid and reserved, introvert, logical, intelligent, cool minded, and soft-spoken, calculative, after doing MBA he joined one of the corporate company, and got married to Aamaal in an Arrange marriage set up, they were In good terms for almost a year but the problems and her naggings starts on daily basis, they had many fights, their thought process was different and she was not at all cooperative, but for his family sake he was trying in his marriage to work out.

" jaa jaa teri jaise ladkiyaan na bhut Dekhi hai, mein bhi dekhta hu kitne din aise dar badar ghumegi, tere ghrwalo ne toh thukra dia, aana toh mere pass hi padega" he stated sarcastically.

" aaungi na zaroor aaungi tera khoon Karne ke liye, saale suwar ki aulad, daffa ho yahan se"

" haan permit jo mil gya hai naye naye yaar bnane ka,"

" abey chal chal mein dus yaar bnau ya sau tu kon hota hai, mera pati mere liye mar chuka hai"

" tu mil bhar sa**li ra**i merko mara hua keh rhi hai"

" tere jaise insano ko na mar hi jana chiye," the people of locality starts gathering and he rides away from their.

" iska roz roz ka hai, roz yahan gali galoch karti hai," one of the women said.

" kahrabi toh ladki mein hi hai, dekhte nh kaise gandi zuban hai" a men commented.

" oh ohh chacha ji ho gya mujhe na apk validation certificate ki koi zarroorat nh hai apne ghr ko chlo" her eyes met his for a second before he closes the curtains going inside.

Sitting on a mattress she takes a deep sigh, a tear slips from her eyes which she wiped as soon as it comes out lying on the bed curling up her body.
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The loud voices of yelling echoed in his ears which made him woke up, although he barely slept.

Coming downstairs he met angry Saad and Ibrahim, Aamaal's brothers.

As soon as he came downstairs one of them hold him by the collar.

" how dare you hurt our sister, uspe hath uthane ki himmat kese Hui, Mein ye case court mein leke jaunga aur tum sbko ek ek ko phaansi hogi"

" leave my collar" he stated.

" behn ke pyar mein itne andhe bhi mat bano ki sach aur jhoot ka faisla na kar sko" he added further making himself free.

" we can talk"

" their is nothing to talk about, we will sue you"

" chlo chlo ab bhut ho gya niklo yahan se warna hume dhake maarke bhi nikalna aata hai" Hamza, his younger brother said.

" ek ek chiz btayi hai usne hume kese tumne ushe puri puri raat khadha rkha hai, kese chillaye ho" she was drying her hairs on the balcony when she saw two men's we're pushed out from Siddiqui house, its the rare sight to see, as far as she knows they are one of the most respected family, she never heard anything bad about them.

" then you must ask her the reason," he yelled at the top of his voice and she was shocked for the first time he looked furious and messy, his hair was scattered and his eyes turn red may be in anger and the humiliation can be seen on his face as the society people gathered to see what's happening like usual.

" Siddiqui shab ka beta aisa toh nh kr skta"

" ky pata ji haathi ke daanth khane ke aur dikhane ke aur" he punched on the wall, hearing all the words used for him.

" khuch toh log khenge logo ka kaam hai kehna" he heard her, and a small smile played on his lips.

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