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.
“Phir tumhari kya planning hai? Pakistan aane ka iraada hai?”
Wo us din phone par Sikandar Usman se baat kar raha tha. Sikandar ne use bataya tha ke wo Tayyaba ke saath kuch hafton ke liye Australia jaa rahe hain. Unhein wahan apne rishte daaron ke haan hone wali shadi ki kuch taqreebaat mein shirkat karni thi.
“Aap dono wahan nahin honge to main Pakistan aa kar kya karunga?” Use maayusi hui.
“Ye kya baat hui. Tum bahen bhaiyon se milna, Anita tumhein bahot miss kar rahi hai.” Sikandar ne kaha.
“Papa! Main idhar hi chuttiyaan guzaarunga. Pakistan aane ke koi fayda nahin.”
“Tum aisa kyun nahin karte ke hamare saath Australia chalo, Moiz bhi jaa raha hai.” Unhon ne uske bade bhai ka naam lete hua kaha.
“Mera dimaagh kharaab nahin hai ke main is tarah munh utha kar aap ke saath Australia chalun. Aur Moiz ke saath meri kaun si understanding hai jo aap mujhe uske jaane ka bata rahe hain.” Usne khaasi bezaari se kaha.
“Main tumhein majboor nahin karunga. Agar tum wahin rehna chahte ho to aisa hi sahi bas apna khayaal rakha aur dekho Salar koi ghalat kaam mat karna.”
Unhon ne use tambeeh ki. Wo us ghalat kaam ki nauiyat ke barey mein achi tarah jaanta tha aur wo ye jumla sunne ka itna aadi ho chuka tha ke ab agar Sikandar har baar phone band karne se pehle usse ye jumla na kehte to use hairat hoti.
Sikandar se baat karne ke baad usne phone kar ke apni seat cancel karwa di. Phone ka receiver rakhne ke baad sofe par chit leta chhat ko ghoortey hue wo university band hone ke baad ke kuch hafton ki masroofiyaat ke barey mein sochta raha.
“Mujhe chand din skiing ke liye kahin jaana chahiye ya phir kisi dusri state ko visit karna chahiye.” Wo mansuba banane laga. “Theek hai main kal university se aa kar kisi operator se milunga. Baaqi ka program wahin tay karunga.” Usne faisla kiya.
Agle din usne ek dost ke saath mil kar skiing ke liye jaane ka program tay kar liya. Usne Sikandar aur apne bade bhai ko apne program ke barey mein bata diya.
Chuttiyaan shuru hone se ek din pehle usne ek Indian restaurant mein khana khaya wo khana khane ke baad bhi kaafi der waha baitha raha. Phir wo ek qareebi pub mein chala aaya. Kuch der wahan baithne ke dauraan usne wahan kuch peg piye.
Raat 10 baje ke qareeb driving karte hue use achaanak se matli hone lagi. Gaadi rok kar wo kuch der ke liye sadak ke gird phaile hue sabze par chalne laga. Sard hawa aur khunki ne kuch der ke liye use normal kar diya magar chand minton ke baad ek baar phir use matli hone lagi. Use ab apne sine aur pet mein halka dard bhi mehsoos ho raha tha.
Ye khaane ka asar tha ya peg ka. Fauri taur par use kuch andaza nahin hua. Ab uska sar buri tarah chakra raha tha. Ek dam jhukte hue usne be ikhteyaar qay ki aur phir chand minute usi tarah jhuka raha. Pet khaali ho jaane ke baad bhi usko apni haalat behtar mehsoos nahin hui. Sidha khada rehne ki koshish mein uske pair ladkhada gaye. Usne mud kar apni gaadi ki taraf jaane ki koshish ki magar uska sar ab pehle se zyada chakra raha tha. Chand gaz door khadi gaadi ko dekhne mein bhi use diqqat ho rahi thi. Usne bamushkil chand qadam uthaaye magar gaadi ke qareeb pahonchne se pehle hi wo chakra kar zameen par gir pada. Usne uthne ki koshish ki magar uska zahen tareeki mein doobta jaa raha tha. Mukammal taur par hosh khone se pehle usne kisi ko apne aap ko ko jhinjhodtey mehsoos kiya. Koi buland aawaz mein uske qareeb kuch keh raha tha. Aawazein ek se zyada thin.
Salar ne apne sar ko jhatakne ki koshish ki. Wo pure sar ko harkat nahin de saka. Uski aankhein kholne ki koshish bhi naakaam rahi. Wo ab mukammal taur par tareeki mein jaa chuka tha.
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