Disclaimer
This book is transliteration of Umera Ahmed’s masterpiece Peer-e-Kaamil WITHOUT HER PERMISSION.
This is only for those readers who understand Urdu but can’t read it. On Goodreads, some people asked meabout Roman transliteration of Peer-e-Kamil. I couldn’t find it, so I made a mental note to try and make it available to others for free when I get time. Then I forgot about it because I never get time.
And this morning, I got this book. Some kind soul had enough time to transliterate, print, and spiral bind and bring it home.
Anyone interested in reading the roman version can borrow from me.
And those online can read it here.
P.S. This is NOT English translation. If you want that, it’s available on Amazon.
Salma ne apni beti ke haathon me gift paper melipte hue ek packet ko hairani se dekha.
“Ye kya hai ye Imama, tum to market gayi thi. Shayadkuch kitabein leni thi tumhe.
“ Haan ammi, mujhe kitabein hi leni thi. Magar kisi kotohfe me dene ke liye.”
“Kisko tohfa dena hai? “
“Wo, lahore me ek dost hai meri, uski saalgira hai,uske liye kharida hai. Courier service ke zariye bhijwadoongi. Kyuki mujhe to abhi yahan rehna hai.”
“Lao phir mujhe do ye packet, me waseem kodoongi, wo bhijwa dega “
“Nahi ammi, me abhi nahi bhijwaungi. Abhi uskisaalgira ki taarikh nahi aayi.”
Salma ko laga jaise wo yak dum se ghabra gayi ho.Unhe hairani hui ‘kya ye ghabrane wali baat thi? ‘Teen saal pehle unhe Imama ki wajah se bht zyadapareshaani ka saamna karna padha tha. Unhe aurunke shauhar hashim ko. Wo tab apni beti ke baareme bht fikarmand thi, aur Hashim unse zyada. Magarpichle teen saal me sab kuch theek ho gaya tha. Wodono ab uske taraf se mukammal taur par mutmaeenthey. Khaas taur par Asjad se uski nisbat tay karke.Wo janti thi ki Imama Asjad ko pasand karti hai. Aursirf wohi nahi, Asjad ko koi bhi pasand kar sakta tha.Wo har lihaz se ek achha ladka tha. Wo ye bhi jantithi, ke Asjad se nisbat tay hone par wo kitni khush thi.Asjad aur uske darmiyaan khaasi dosti aur betakallufithi. Magar baaz dafa unhe lagta, jaise wo waqtguzarne ke saath saath, bht chup hoti jaa rahi hai. Wopehle esi nahi thi.
Magar ab wo school jane walebachhi bhi to nahi rahi. Medical college ki student
hai.Phir waqt bhi kahan hota uske paas. Salma hameshakhud ko tasalli de leti.
Wo unki sabse choti beti thi.Badi dono betiyon ki ab wo shadi kar chuki thi. Ekbete ki bhi shadi kar chuki thi. Jabke 2 bete aurImama ghair shadi shuda they.
“Achha hi ke wo sanjeeda hoti jaa rahi hai. Ladkiyonke liye sanjeedgi achhi hoti hai. Unhe jitni jaldi apnizimmedaarion ka ehsaas ho jaye, achha hai.” Salmane gehri saans lete hue Imama se nazrein hata li. Wochhuttiyon me ghar aayi hui thi. Aur jitne din woyahan rehti, unke nazrein usi par marqooz rehti.
“Pata nahi ye sajid kahan rehti gaya. Jo bhi kaamuske zimm me lagao, bas bhool hi jao.” Unheachanak apne mulazim ka khayal aaya, jiske peechewo lounge me aayi thi. Badbadate hue wo lounge senikal gayi.
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