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.
“Aapka beta aabadi ke wo 2-4 feesad hissae meshamil hai, jo 150 se zyada ka IQ level rakhte hain. IsIQ level ke saath jo kuch wo kar raha hai, wo ghairmamuli sahi magar ghair mutawwaka nahi hai. “Is ghair mulki school me Salar ko jate hue abhi sirf ekha”a hua tha. Jab Sikandar Usmaan aur unki biwi kowahan par bulaya gaya tha. School ke psychologistne unhe salar ke mukhtalif IQ tests ke baare mebataya tha, jisme uski performance ne uske teachersaur psychologist ko hairan kar diya tha. Is school mewo 150+ IQ ka pehla aur wahid bachha tha aur chandhi dino me wo sabki tawajjo ka markaz ban gaya tha.
Sikandar Usmaan aur unki biwi se baaton ke daruan psychologist ko uske bachapan ke baare me kuch aurkhoj lagane ka mauka mila.Wo kaafi dilchaspi se Salar ke case ko study kar rahatha. Aur dilchaspi ki ye nauhiyat professional nahizaati thi. Apne career me wo pehli baar itne IQ walebachhe ka samna kar raha tha.
Sikandar Usmaan koaaj bhi wo din achhi tarah yaad tha, Salar us waqt sirf2 saal ka tha. Aur ghair mamuli taur par wo is umr meek aam bachhe ki nisbat zyada saaf lehje me baatkarta tha. Aur uski baaton ki nauhiyat esi hoti thi, kiwo aur unki biwi aksar hairan ho jate.
Ek din jab woapne bhai se phone pe baat karne ke liye phone karrahe they, to salar unke paas khada tha. Wo us waqtTV lounge me baithey the. Aur phone par baateinkarne ke saath saath TV bhi dekh rahe they. Kuch derbaad unhone phone rakh diya. Receiver rakhne kefauran baad unhone salar ko receiver uthate huedekha.
“Hello uncle, me Salar hu.” Wo keh raha tha. Unhonechaunk kar use dekha. Wo itmenaan se receiver kaanme dabaye kisise baaton me masroof tha.
“Me theek hu. Aap kaise hain? “ Sikandar Usmaan nehairat se use dekha. Pehle unke zehen me ye hi aayaki wo jhoot moot phone par baatein kar raha hai.
“Papa mere paas baithey TV dekh rahe hain. Nahi,unhone nahi kiya mene khud kiya hai. “ Wo iske aglejumle pe chaunke.
“Salar! Kisse baat kar rahe ho? “ Sikandar ne poocha.
“Uncle shahnawaz se” Salar ne jawab diya. Unhonehaath badhakar receiver uske haath se liya. Unkakhayal tha ki usne ghalti se kisiko number mila liyahoga, ya phir last number ko redial kar diya hoga.Unhone kaan se receiver lagaya. Doosri taraf unkebhai they.
“Ye salar ne number dial kiya hai” Unhone Ma’azratkarte hue apne bhai se kaha.
“Salar ne kaise dial kiya? Wo to bht chota hai. Unkebhai ne doosri taraf kuch hairani se poocha.
“Mera khayal hai usne aapka number redial kar diya
hai. Ittefaq se haath lag gaya hoga. Haath maar rahatha set par.” Unhone phone band kar diya. Aurreceiver neechey rakh diya. Salar, jo khamoshi kesaath unki gu”agu sunne me masroof tha, receiverneeche rakhte hi usne ek baar phir receiver utha liya.Is baar sikandar Usmaan use dekhne lage. Wo bilkulkisi mature aadmi ki tarah, ek baar phir Shahnawaz ka number dial kar raha tha. Aur badhi rawani kesaath. Wo bilkul dambakhud reh gaye they. 2 saal kebachhe se unko ye tawaqqo nahi thi. Unhone haathbadha kar cradle daba diya.
“Salar, tumhe shahnawaz ka number maalum hai?”Unhone hairani ke us jhatke se sambhalte hue kaha.
“Haan” Usne badhe itmenaan se jawab diya.
“Achha, kya number hai? “ Usne bhi rawani ke saathwo number dohra diya. Wo uska chehra dekhne lage.
Unhe andaza nahi tha ki wo ginti se waqif hoga. Aurphir wo number…..
“Tumhe ye number kisne sikhaya? “
“Mene khud seekha hai”
“Kaise? “
“Abhi aapne milaya tha” Salar ne unko dekhte huekaha.
“Tumhe ginti aati hai? “
“Haan”
“Kahan tak? “
“100 tak” Aur phir wo machine ki tarah shuru hogaya. Ek hi saans me usne 100 tak ginti suna di.Sikandar Usmaan ke pet me bal padhne lage.
“Achha, me ek aur number dial karta hu. Mere baadtum use dial karna. “ Unhone receiver usse lete huekaha.
“Achha” Salar ko ye sab ek dilchasp khel ki tarahlaga. Sikandar Usmaan ne ek number milaya aur phirphone band kar diya. Salar ne phone receiver letehue unhi ki rawani se number dial kar diya. SikandarUsmaan ka sar ghoomne laga. Wo waqai wohinumber tha, jo unhe milaya tha. Unhone ek ke baaddeegar kai number milaye, phir salar se woi numbermilane ko kehte the. Wo koi ghalti kiye baghair sahinumber nilata raha. Wo yaqeenan photographicmemory rakhta tha. Unhone apni biwi ko bulaya.
“Mene ise ginti nahi sikhai. Mene to bas kuch dinpehle ise chand kitabein lakar di thi. Aur kul ek baariske saamne 100 tak ginti padhi thi. “ Unhonesikandar Usmaan ke is tafsaar ke baad kaha.Sikandar Usmaan ne salar ko ek baar phir gintisunane ko kaha. Wo sunata gaya. Unki biwi hakkabakka use dekhti rahi.
Dono miyan biwi ko ye andazaho gaya tha, ki unka bachha ghair mamuli aitbaar sezehni salahiyat rakhta hai. Aur ye hi wajah thi kiundono ne baaqi bachho ki nisbat use jaldi schoolme dakhil karwa diya. Aur school me bhi wo apnighair mamuli Salahiyaton ki wajah se bht jald hidoosron ki nazron me aa gaya tha.
“Us bachhe ko aapki khaas tawanjo ki zarurat hai.Aam bachho ki nisbat ese bachhe zyada hassaas hotehain. Agar aap uski achhi tarbiyat karne me kamyaabho gaye, to ye bachha aapke aur aapke khandaan keliye ek sarmaya hoga. Na sirf khandan ke liye balki ismulk ke liye bhi.”Sikandar Usmaan aur unki biwi is ghair Mulki psychologist ki baatein badhe hi fakhriya andaaz mesunte rahe.
Apne baaqi bachho ke muqable wo salaryko zyada ehmiyat dene lage they. Wo sabse chahitiaulad tha. Aur unhe iski kamyabiyon par fakhr tha.
School me is term ke baad use agli class me promotekar diya gaya. Doosri term ke baad, usse agli classme. Aur us waqt pehli baar sikandar usmaan ko kuchtashweesh hone lagi. Wo nahi chahte they ke salar 8-10 saal ki umar junior ya senior Cambridge kar leta.Magar jis ra”aar se wo ek class se doori class me jaaraha tha, yehi hona tha.
“Me chahta hu ke is baar aao mere bete ko poore eksaal baad hi agli class me promotion dein. Me nahichahta ki itne jaldi aur Abnormal tareeke se apnaacademic career khatam kar le. Aap uske subjects auractivities badha dein. Magar use normal tareeqe se hipromote karein.
Unki baat maan kar, uske talent kosports aur baaqi activities ke zariye channelize kiyajane laga. Chess, tennis, golf aur music , wo 4 shobeythey, jinme use sabse zyada dilchaspi thi. Magar iskeye matlab nahi tha ki wo apne aap ko in chaarcheezon tak hi mehdood rakhta tha. Wo school mehone wale taqreeban har game me shareeq hota tha.Agar kisi game me shareeq na hota tha, to uski wajahsirf ye hoti thi, ki wo game ya sport use zyadachallenging nahi lagta tha.
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