chapter 4

Two people shared a room in the hostel ...

My roommate's name was Kamran ... he also came from a village ..

Within a few days I became friends with him.

In the beginning we were surprised to see the traffic that so many vehicles at once ...

Because Chaudhry of the village used to have only one Mehran car at that time.

Or sometimes a friend of his would bring a car.

When a car came to the village, everyone would be drawn to it.

But nobody cared about cars here.

For a few days I also got used to it and smiled at my old habit ...!

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There were two holidays a week. The rest of the day was spent studying.

I missed home a lot.

I wanted to leave everything and go to the village.

Sajid used to come to the city from farm work sometimes.

He had seen my hostel.

One evening he came to see me in the hostel.

I was very happy to see him. It's been a week since I came to town. But I didn't know how many days later they were meeting.

Coincidentally, the next two days were a holiday.

I came to the village with Sajid for two days. Journey from town to village

It was about three hours.

When we reached the village, it was already night. Sajid went to his house.

I rang the doorbell of my house. Mom opened ...

Maybe she woke up.

She was happy to see me ...

She started cooking quickly and was constantly asking me if I was happy there.

No problem, etc. etc.

"Mom, why are you upset? Everything is fine. I just can't get food from your hands."

I said pampering

"Hey my kid ... you will come on vacation or I will make the food of your choice for you"

Mom said lovingly ...

"Well, you still think I'm a kid."

I laughed and said ...

"No matter how big you get, you'll still have a baby for me ..."

My mother lovingly put her hand on my cheek and said ...

"Come on my baby ... let's eat now ..."

Mother put water on the bed and said!

Mom and I sat on the bed and ate roasted potatoes and bread. The mother's hand has a distinct taste that is not found in outside poultry foods.

Mom picked up the dishes and we fell asleep.

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After breakfast I was talking to my mother ... Khadija smiled and entered with a pot in her hand

And she said that this Kheer mom has sent for Asif.

Of course, Sajid must have told them at home that I have come.

Mom went to the kitchen to keep the kheer (sweet dish)

. Khadija smiled and inquired about my condition.

And she said, "I'm heartbroken ..."

I also said clearly

How can I feel without you ...! So she started laughing

Then she says look, I made it for you. It was a hand-made mesh hat made of white thread ... very elegant and cute ...!

It was my habit to pray five times a day.

She said, "Wear this hat and offer prayers."

I smiled and thanked her and put my hat in my pocket.

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By the way,

I was feeling embarrassed at that time that I should have brought something for Khadija from the city.

Anyway, I went to the village market .

Where there were various stalls and shops.

I had no idea what gift to give a girl ...

As I was walking in the market, I saw a woman who was sitting on the ground in front of me with bangles of different colors.

I like bangles very much I took the green glass bangles and put them in my pocket.

The weather was not good that day. It was raining from time to time.

At two o'clock people started to close shops.

I also walked towards the house enjoying the humming rain.

When I reached home, my mother told me that

Two or three friends came to ask me ...

They are waiting for me in Jamil's seat. Let me go there too

Jamil was also a friend of mine. I was just meeting them when I got out of town.

None of them had studied beyond matriculation.

They started asking me about college.

In the joy of my going to college, they gave me a small party which included bottles, lentils, chips, etc.

I still think how sincere those friends were. They would rejoice in the success of others as if it were their own success.

The rain was slowly getting heavier.

I asked my friends for permission and went home.

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When the door of the house was opened, there was a street and bathroom on the right side.

As soon as the street ended, there was baraamdah ( it is courtyard type but covered with roof)... There was a room on the right side and a room on the left side.

There was a baraamdah in the middle.

In which the beds were left.

There was a curtain at the end of the baraamdah .

After which there was a small courtyard.

In the summer, the bed was taken out in the yard.

There was a door in one corner of the courtyard through which there were trees and there was a canal.

We used to call the courtyard door the back door.

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By the time I got home, all my clothes were soaked.

I entered the house and my mother was peeling garlic on the bed.

The curtain of the baraamdah was lifted.

Khadija was sitting on the bed in the front yard, shaking her legs.

The noise of children playing was coming.

I greeted my mother and walked into the courtyard.

The back door was also open. Maybe Khadija was sitting there a while ago.

I walked to the door.

The weather was very pleasant because of the rain.

It was still raining intermittently.

I said to Khadija, let's go to the canal.

Children were playing on the other side of the canal.

Khadija sat on a little high place near the door.

I also stood there. I had brought bangles for Khadija.

But I didn't understand how to give it to her. After five or six minutes of silence, I said ...

I have brought something for you Khadija ...

"What did you bring?"

She asked happily.

I went inside

And he took out a shopper with bangles from my school bag and put it in my pocket

Which I kept before I went to friends

And I came to Khadija and gave it to her.

She was very happy to see the bangles

And wear it at the same time.

The bangles in her hand looked very cute ...!

We talked a lot that day ...

She told me her whole week's work.

And I also explained my routine there.

She was also very fond of going to the city.

She had never been to the city except once or twice for Eid.

She kept asking questions about the city with interest

And I kept answering in detail.

I told Khadija that I was hesitant to talk to my mother about it at the moment.

I will definitely talk next time. You wait for me

She nodded slowly in affirmation.

She was sad to hear that I was going .

But I reassured her... and we came in.

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The next day I went to the city.

And got busy studying.

My first year is over.

And was busy preparing for the second year (pre board exam) .. During this time I went home three, four times ..

I don't have that many resources

I wish I could come to the village quickly ...

Second thing ... If I went home and took more than one day off, it would be a problem to study.

Out of 35 children in the village, I was always number one or number two.

But out of 120 students in the city, I was ranked tenth or twelfth.

I wish that this time at least my name should have been in the top ten smart students.

So that my record can be good ...

I talked to my mother about my and Khadija's relationship.

Mother was happy to hear this.

And she also wanted an obedient girl like Khadija to be her daughter-in-law.

But my mother told me to start doing something first.

Then I will talk to Khadija's family.

I was very happy ...

And was studying with full attention.

Mother used to send money or something to Sajid.

Sometimes Khadija also wrote letters.

In which the inverted straightforward writing and with numerous spelling mistakes told the mother and her condition and my condition was asked.

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(Pre board exam)

I had two weeks left.

At that time Urdu class was going on.

The watchman came and informed that someone had come to meet Asif.

I'm surprised ...

Who can come to see me

Sajid had met two or four days ago.

Thinking this, I started stepping towards the main gate.

As soon as I got out of the main gate and looked to the right, my head turned ...

to be continued ....

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