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AIRAAH. AIRAAH. AIRAAH.
Mere dimaag mein aise bas gayi hai ke mein usay bahir hi nahi nikal sakta.
(she's stuck in my head in such way I can't take her out)
Today what happened at the office caught me off guard. I wouldn't have known if that stupid Zeeshan wouldn't have called me..
I will scold him so badly for leaving her alone, she was new here nobody knew her, because our wedding was a simple Nikaah with her and my family members
No friends- No distant relatives- no paparazzi, No people from the political side, it was a peaceful wedding in a Mosque.
But it was announced that I had gotten married. I never wanted to hide this news, because I have gotten a lot of proposals regarding Marriage and I wanted to let everyone know that I am a married man.
But the heck of Madness I saw made me dumbfounded and frightened, feeling crept inside me for the first time. I was terrified for my loved ones, already dealt with a lot of enemies, and now after the news I received statements about My wife's life threats.
And it made me so enraged. I so wanted to burn everyone alive, and throw their ashes into the oceans.
And I was so glad that she is away from any news, nobody has seen her face. I didn't want to either. She wanted to keep her identity private, and I am satisfied she is away from the danger.
Nobody knows she is the wife of the chief minister.
But this has a bit of disadvantages for her, like today in the office.
The way she got insulted today made me feel remorseful for her. I somehow controlled my temper, I would have done something worse if she wouldn't have been here.
The way she was so calm and composed as soon my eyes landed on her innocent face, I felt myself turning calm.
She always manages to calm my anger down, I don't know how she does that but she is capable of doing that, her presence in my workplace is like fresh air.
It was so difficult for me to hold my breath, when she was close to me, her scent filled my senses, it was so alluring pulling me towards her like a crazy person. My hands were itching to hold her, somehow I did, I should have controlled but how could I?
Jab woh us safeed jore me kisi chand ki tarah chamak rahi thi, uske hath mere kardan pe aise thay jese kisi Zakham par marham ho, Mere itne kareeb thi woh, meri saans tham gayi thi usay dekh ke.
She affects me so much!
She shouldn't have been here on the first place, her presence around me feel like a peace I always craved for, and I was ashamed, for my behavior, I never want to avoid her, but I can't be closer to her as well, I feel soft around her, the wall I have created seem to feel broken, I can't stay with her and neither I want to stay without her.
I know it's me being selfish but I want her in my life, she is the best thing that happened to me and my family, the way she carried the responsibility of a daughter in law and a wife there will be no one better than her.
Jese usnay mere adhoore pan ko pura kiya Jo, pehle me akele jee raha tha, par uske aane se muqamal Sa lagta hai.
(She has completed my incompleted life, before I used to live alone but now I feel satisfied.
Woh bohat khalis hai bilkul pani ki tarah, jitni woh haseen dikhti hai, us se ziada uska dil khoobsoorat hai.
(She is very pure just like water, The way she is gorgeous, her heart is more beautiful.
Uski ek muskurahat mere dil ko wapis zinda kar deti hai, jisko mein maar chuka hoon, mene Zindagi mein zaroor koi naiki ki hogi jo uske ajar mein khuda ne mujhe uske jese humsafar naseeb ki hai.
(Her one smile make my heart alive, which I have killed, I must have done something good in my life, so god has given me a life partner like her.
Wou saamne hoti hai tou saans lena bhool jata hoon mein, Jo diwaren mene apne Charon aur banayi hai wou girne si lagti hain, Agar koi mujhse puche ke duniya ki sabse haseen ladki kon hai tou Mere liye meri biwi hogi, Uske chehre se meri nazrein hat ti nahi hain.
(Whs she's close to me I forget how to breathe, the walls I have created around me seem to fall down, if anyone would ask me who is the most beautiful girl in this world , that would be my wife, I can't seem to take my eyes off her.)
Khuda se har roz dua magta hoon ke "yah mere khuda mere dil me kabhi bhi Mohabbat jese jazbat na paida karna"
(I pray every day to god, that don't create feeling of love in my heart)
Kyon Ki ek zakhm kaafi hai mere liye, jo mene saha hai, woh phirse bardasht karne ki hinmat nai hai mujh me, yeh ishq mohabbat insaan ko kamzor kar deti hai, or me woh nahi kar sakta, meine bahut mushkil se khud ko mazboot kiya hai.
(Because one wound is enough, i wont be able to tolerate another, this love makes a person weak, and I can't do that, with a great difficulties i have made myself strong.
Mera bhi dil chahta hai uske muskrahat ko dekhun, usko Mehsoos kar ke dekhun, uske wou sunhere lehrati lambi zulfein unme khona chahta hoon, uske sath ghanton beth ke kuftagu karna chahta hoon jab woh kareeb aati hai uski khusboo ko mein kho jaun.
(Even my heart crave to see her beaming face, I want to feel her, I want touch her long luscious hair, I want to converse with her for hours, whenever she come close to me I want to get lost in her fragrance. )
Par mein nahi kar saka, mein usay wou umeed nahi de sakta, kyunke agay jakar wou bikhar jayegi, wo dard wo sehen nahi kar sakegi.
(But i can't do that, I can't give her hope, because if i did then she won't be able to take the pain.
Na mujhe yeh deewangi chahiye na dard, nahi karni hai mujhe Mohabbat.
(I don't want this madness, neither pain, I don't want to do this love)
Or jo bhii uske leye Mehsoos karne laga hoon wou bas dilkashi hai, kyunki woh pehli larki hai jo mere sath rehti hai mere kareeb hai or mere Nikaah mein hai.
(And whatever I feel for her, its just attraction, because she is the first girl who live with me, stay close to me, she is in my (Nikaah)
Mein janta hoon usne wou har cheez apnayi hai jo mujhe pasand hai, wou bin kahe meri sari baten samajh jati hai, mein usay mohhabt tou nai de sakta, lekin usse har wou haq dene ke liye tayar hoon jiski wou haqdar hai.
(I know she has adapt every thing which I
Like, even without my asking, she understands my words without me talking, but i can't give her that love, but i am ready to get her all the right which she deserves.
Uski Fikar rehti hai mujhe, Meri Zimedari hai woh, usay biwi ka har haq diya hai mene, or sharminda hoon ke jis mohhabt ki wou haqdar hai wou mein usay nahin desakta.
(I get concerned for her, she is my responsibility, I have given her the rights of wife, and I am ashamed that i can't give her the love which she deserves.
Uske liye duniya jala sakta hoon,yeh nai karsata.
(I can burn the world for her but can't do this)
Isiliye mera lehja uske samne dusra hai, mein chahe jitna bhi gusse me hoon usko dekh kar sab gayab hojata hai.
(That is why my behavior is different with her. If I am in a bad mood as well, my whole anger disappears looking at her.)
Areh uska masoom chehra dekhke bhala kisko gussa ayega, wou in sab se Zyada ahmiyat rakhti hai.
(How can someone get angry after looking at her face? She held more significance than that.)
Kuch ajeeb sa mehssos hota hai usay dekh kar samjh nahi aata jaan aati hai yah nikal jaati hai.
(I feel something weird looking at her I can't understand, I feel alive or breathless)
Haan hongi uske jesi bohat, par jaisi wou hai aisa duniya mein koi nahi, wou bas ek he hai.
(Yeah there will be girls like her, but the way she there is no one in the world she is just one)
Mein khud ko khush kismat manta hoon, but nawaza hai us paak zaat ne mujhe.
(I feel lucky there the god have blessed me with so much)
Mein khud ko khush kismat manta hoon, but nawaza hai us paak zaat ne mujhe.
(I feel lucky that the greatest god have blessed me with so much)
khuda ka shukar karta hoon, jo us khuda ne mere liye aisi behtreen larki banayi hai, par mein uska gunehgar hoon.
(I'm thankful to God, that he created an incredible girl for me, but I'm a sinner/guilty for her.)
Mein uske layak nahi hoon, Maine usay us khushi se mehroom rakha hai jo uska haq hai. Usay kya lagta hai ke mujhe maloom nahin.
(I don't deserve her, I have never given her the happiness she deserves, does she think that I'm unaware of it?)
Jab meri bahon me soti hai mere kareeb hoti hai, Mujhe nihaarti rehti hai, uske narm hath mere balon ko sehlate hai, uski sansein bohat kareeb se mehsoos hoti hai, Or uska sar jo wou mere tez dharkte seene pe rakhti hai, mujhe sukoon milta hai us pal mein
(Whenever she's sleeping in my embrace, whenever she's closer to me, whenever she keeps gazing at me, her soft hands caressing my hair gingerly, her breath feels closer, and when she keeps her head on my beating chest, I feel tranquil/peaceful during those moments.)
Mere liye woh lamha tham jata hai.
(That moment stops for me)
Par usay nahin pata ke mein usay deewano ki tarah nihaara hoon jab woh subah soyi hai, or suraj ki roshni uske chehre par aati hai tou kitni pur-kashish lagti hai, Mere nazrein uspe theher si jaati hai, jab hawa se uske baal uske chehre pe aate hai, par me usse nahi hata sakta itna haq nai hai mujhe .
(However, she doesn't know that I stare at her lovingly when she's sleeping in the morning, or when the sunlight gleam on her face, she looks so magnificent, my eyes can't help but gaze at her, when her strands brush her face from the breeze, but I can't tuck them away because I don't have that right.)
Mein uski ijazat ke bina uska usay choohna nai chahta.
(I don't want to touch her without her permission.)
Mein uske nazdeek nahi ja sakta, Mein doob jata hun uske masoom nasheeli ankhon
Mein,usay door rehne ki poori koshish karta hoon, uski umeedein nahi barha sakta mein uske kareeb jakar.
(I can't get closer to her, I drown into her innocent glowing eyes, I try everything to stay away from her, because I don't want to raise her hopes up by getting closer to her.)
I can't let history repeat itself, it's better for her and me as well.
And the way I reacted to her today I crossed the line, which I made for myself, I went so close to her, And I shouldn't have done that.
Par mein khud ko rok nahi paya uske kareeb Jane se, uski woh masoom nigahein, uske Laal gaal or tez dharkan jese kheench rahi thi mujhe uskay nazdeek, Mere haal bhi kuch alag nai thay us say, mere dil ki dhadkan aam se ziada tez chalrahi thi.
(Yet I couldn't stop myself from getting close to her, her innocent gaze, her crimson cheeks, and her racing heartbeat was pulling me closer to her, but my own condition wasn't any better because my heart was beating more loudly.)
I could feel with a mere closeness even without touching her, blood rushed through my veins. But I quickly pushed myself back, because she was holding her breath for so long and I was scared she might pass out. I just ran towards the bathroom , closing the door with a noise.
"Bhai Aap muskura rahe hain?" Zeshaan exclaimed, his face carved in astonishment, I snapped out hearing his voice.
(Why are you smiling, brother/bhai?)
I was so engrossed in my thoughts that I didn't realize there was a small smile on my face, I instantly transformed my face into a serious one.
"No I was not, don't change the topic" I told him in a cold tone, with a glare trying to divert the subject he made a frowned face .
"Actually I like- I mean to say I love a girl and want to get married to her" He voiced out his tone, held anxiousness, rubbed his neck and took a sigh.
"So what? You can get married, I give you my permission" Sufiyaan said nonchalantly, earning a glare from him.
"I don't need your permission" He responded with a frown.
"Does she want to get married to you?" I asked him because consent matters whether it is a girl or boy, If she doesn't want it, I will never let him force her, I will not allow it, be it my brother also.
"Yes she loves me and she is ready for it"
"Toh phir Kya masla hai utha lenge larki ko" Sufiyaan exclaimed rubbing his hand his face held a bit of excitement I gave him a look he coughed changing his expression.
(Then, what's the matter? Let's take her away.)
"I thought the Same thing." Zeeshan seconded him. I frowned at their stupid ideas, I am a CM. We belong to a reputed family of politicians, does this suit ourselves to do this kind of stuff, come on we have a reputation to protect.
"Uthana kyu hai larki ko, Jab tum dono Raazi ho toh pure haq se lekar aayenge hum tumhare dulhan ko." I declared leaning back on the sofa, he enlarged his eyes in surprise.
"Why take her away? If you both are ready, then we will welcome your bride rightfully.)
"By the way if it was not a problem for a girl, then why are you getting married to someone else, you could have got married to her anyway, why create drama?" Sufiyaan asked him, with a frown, I knitted my brows, rubbing my temple as he had a point.
We both looked at him with a questioning look, he narrowed his eyes, rolled his tongue in his mouth, before staring at us back.
"Actually she is the daughter of our enemy" He blurted out with a straight face. I was shocked but Sufiyaan reacted a bit loudly.
"What? Have you losted, Dushmank ki beti, don't you know our father, and how could you even fall for her, after knowing what they did with our sister?" He scolded him, fisting his fist.
"So what? I didn't know who she was, I just fell in love with her, what's my mistake? I can't control my emotions" Zeeshan screamed. I was surprised to see them arguing for the first time.
"Fine now you know right I can't support you on this matter, They reminded me of that unfortunate day- "
I clenched my jaws as the scenario replayed in my head, what they did with my sister, I fisted my knuckles, ran another hand through my head to calm myself, I turned and saw Zeshaan face held a bit anger.
"Stop it you two, Get a grip on yourself, Mahira is happy with whatever and wherever she is touchwood, don't recall the old things, and they didn't deserve our sister, jo Allah ne uske naseeb me likha hai say mil chuka hai" I growled at them my face formed hard with anger.
(Whatever Allah has written in her fate is been granted to her)
"I am not in a mood to discuss this, I can't help him or show support in this stupidity I am leaving" Sufyaab declared with his voice raised nose flared, he got and left.
"Bhai Apko bhi aisa lagta hai Jo mene kiya woh galat hai" He asked, a bit helpless, as a sigh escaped from his lips.
(Do you also think that I have done wrong?)
"Nahi Mohabbat Karna koi buri cheez nahi hai, or mein tere sath hoon, But you have to face dad after this, you will have to take stand for your wife, you know him he will get furious with this news" I showed him support which my little brother needed this time at the same time warned him.
(Loving isn't a sin and I'm with you)
"Can you not share with Dad about this till the wedding" He requested I nodded my head, tapping his shoulder we both got up, he left for his room wishing me.
While I walked inside my grandmother's room as she wanted to talk about something, I wondered why she and Mama exchanged looks. I am sure there must be something mischievous cooking in their heads.
As I walked inside the room, she and my mother were chatting about something and watching me they stopped their conversation, I frowned my brows and raised brows in question stared at them.
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