Mixed plate! ( a collection of short stories)

wo farebi(part 1)

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"Biya bhabi make me a paratha too." Faraz also known as fazi and the *ronaq* of sikandar haveli came in the kitchen and bothered his piari bhabi.

*So so kay yaad ata hai tumhe fazi." She said sounding annoyed.

"Stop bothering your bhabi, you naughty boy." Ama jan slapped him. She never liked anyone burdening anabiya with works,even her own children.

Everyone said ama's heart was trapped in anabiya's happiness. And why wouldent it be, anabiya was a sweetheart, a very loving girl. Who cared about anyone and everyone except her own self plus she had no one in this world except ama jan now.

"Ama jan stop scolding him, i have already made a paratha for this munchkin, come take it!" Smiling at him biya forwarded the paratha to him.

"Bhabi zindabad!" He said chirping happily and left the kitchen.

"This boy is getting very naughty day by day, I shall better find him a bride too or else he will keep on bothering you with his work load and now even sana is getting married, all the burden will be upon you my child." Ama jan said in between taking sips of tea and biya's colour faded off alittle.

"Ama jan, i am never bothered with work. There are many workers to help. Just please dont be hasty while finding a bride for fazi. Ask him first, marry him with his consent plus find a girl of his calliber. " Settling down on the chair beside ama jan, she said seriously with pain evident in her eyes.

"I am sorry my child. Till this day I am guilty. It was all my fault that I trusted my scoundrel of a son with you. Punish me beta but please forgive me. My own son has abondoned me and he has not a slight idea what a gem he has lost." Sobbing ama jan had held her hands and apologised again.

These kind of sessions would many atimes take place in the sikander haveli but yes fazi and sana were always there to lighten up the atmosphere.

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Ama jan also known as khadija bano. Her sister hafsa bano long ago had ran away with an ordinary guy abandoning her family, never returning back.
Khadija had always loved her sister and missed her dearly but just couldent trace her because her father was very strict.
Anyways khadija bano's father married her off to his friend sikandars son. They were a very big reputable family and a very rich family too.
Khadija bano stepped in and became the big bahoo of the sikandar haveli. She was her mother in law's favourite hence all the dewars and dewarania's respected her and all her decisions were accepted in the haveli.
After her saas susars death, they all still stayed united in the sikander haveli.
Ama jan had three children, the elder son mazeen sikander who she loved dearly, then sana sikander and the little one faraz sikander.

Best thing was that all the haveli's childrens second name had to be after their dada mr sikander the great.

Anyways ama jans husband had passed away few years back but her hold on the entire house was still the same. She was the bhabi jan to her two younger dewars, dewranians and one nand! And she was ama jan of all their childrens.

Well, a  year back from now. After waiting for ages, ama jaans sister hafsa bano called from a hospital. And ama jan ran there. But seeing her sister on a death bed made her more sad. Meeting her after  this long and in this condition tore her apart.

Hafsa bano's husband had passed away few years back and she had one beautiful daughter, *our girl anabiya* .

"Apa, i have no idea how many breaths i have left, please take her away with you. Without me God knows what will happen to her.
Her uncles used to abuse me and her. Please never send her back to them. Just ,just keep her with you or marry her off because otherwise her uncles would be disturbing you and might get her married to their drug addicted sons." Hafsa bano had said in between sobs and her last breaths and weeping along with her khadija bano had agreed. She agreed to make biya her daughter.
Seeing biya and her innocense ama jan had already decided that she was pefect for mazeen sikander. Little did she know she was about to make a big mistake.
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Hafsa bano had passed away and ama jan brought anabiya to the haveli with her. She was loving this beautiful well mannered niece of hers. Mazeen these days was out of country and ama had thought of getting him married to anabiya just as he would come. She was sure he would never deny her.
Anabiya was sleeping with ama jan and had gotten very close to her. She would say" ama jan, mujhe apse apni ami ki khushbu atee hai!" And ama jan would tell her their childhood stories.

Well anabiya had gotten really well aquanted with all the family and then mazeen came in.
The day he came, the same day anabiyas uncles called ama jan to threaten her to send back biya but ama had oathed to never let her go back to those cruel people. So putting everything aside and getting in pressure, ama jan the very next day called mazeen over and explained her everything and told him to marry anabiya.

"Ama jan, this aint a  joke. I cant marry someone i dont know. I have studied abroad, i have a career I just cant marry an illiterate villager." He had said witnout even seeing or knowing anabiya.

"Mind your language zeen! And I have given my word to my dead sister. You have to agree!" In came her roaring voice and mazeen gripped the idea that his ama jan was not leaving this case anytime soon.

And later for a week this whole melodrama between son and mother had been going on but at last ama jan had won because she had played the emotional blackmail card.
"If you dont agree then I will abandon you forever!  You will see my dead face then."
And mazeen had to agree.

The nikkah took place with guests from around everywhere.
Anabiya was dolled up for him. She was shifted to his room. Sitting there she waited for two long hours. She had heard alot about him but never seen him before.

He came in the room to find her still in the same bridal dress with a ghoonghat on her face.
He laughed hysterically.

"Wow! What a fool you made of ama jan being this obedient. You are sitting in this same position from last two hours. Dont you get it i am not a least bit interested in you. Who are you even? An ugly illiterate  vilager! You cant fit to be mazeen sikanders wife get it" he was uttering poison and she kept rooted to her place with tears rushing down her cheaks. Her sobs were only being heard that she was trying to suppress.

"Dramay bazi band karo! You got into this house, became ama's favourite. Now stay with her forever because I am leaving for london tonight and i do not even want to see you rather consider you my wife." Shouting again, he picked up his bag and left Pakistan the same night.
Abandoning her, insulting her.
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Hey guys.... the first part of wo farebi is here...

The intro to the haveli!!!! And to anabiyas life...

So what are your views???

And if i write  lots of urdu sentences than shall I translate them or are you guys fine with it????

Plus tell me about the cast aesthetics??? Do you guys like them??? And the cover aesthetic also...

Anabiya I have picturised as SONAM BAJWA.

And mazeen sikander as JUNAID KHAN.