" ﻣﯿﺮﯼ ﺳﺐ ﺳﮯ ﭘﮩﻠﯽ ﺑﻐﺎﻭﺕ ﮐﭽﻦ ﺳﮯ ﺷﺮﻭﻉ ﮨﻮﺋﯽ ﺗﮭﯽ ﺩﯾﮑﮭﺘﯽ ﺗﮭﯽ، ﺑﺎﻭﺭﭼﯽ ﺧﺎﻧﮧ ﮐﯽ ﺍﯾﮏ ﭘﮍﭼﮭﺘﯽ ﭘﺮ ﺗﯿﻦ ﮔﻼﺱ، ﺑﺎﻗﯽ ﺑﺮﺗﻨﻮﮞ ﺳﮯ ﺍﻟﮓ ﺗﮭﻠﮓ، ﮨﻤﯿﺸﮧ ﺍﯾﮏ ﮐﻮﻧﮯ ﻣﯿﮟ ﭘﮍﮮ ﺭﮨﺘﮯ ﺗﮭﮯ . ﯾﮧ ﮔﻼﺱ ﺻﺮﻑ ﺍﺱ ﻣﻮﻗﻌﮧ ﭘﺮ ﺯﯾﺮﯾﮟ ﭼﮭﺖ ﺳﮯ ﺍﺗﺎﺭﮮ ﺟﺎﺗﮯ ﺗﮭﮯ ﺟﺐ ﻭﺍﻟﺪ ﮐﮯ ﻣﺴﻠﻤﺎﻥ ﺩﻭﺳﺖ ﺁﺗﮯ ﺗﮭﮯ ﺍﻭﺭ ﺍﻥ ﮐﻮ ﻟﺴﯽ ﭼﺎﺋﮯ ﭘﻼﻧﺎ ﮨﻮﺗﯽ ﺍﻭﺭ ﺍﺱ ﮐﮯ ﺑﻌﺪ ﻣﺎﻧﺠﮫ ﺩﮬﻮ ﮐﺮ ﭘﮭﺮ ﻭﮨﯿﮟ ﺭﮐﮫ ﺩﺋﯿﮯ ﺟﺎﺗﮯ ﺗﮭﮯ .... ﺳﻮ ﺗﯿﻦ ﮔﻼﺳﻮﮞ ﮐﮯ ﺳﺎﺗﮫ ﻣﯿﮟ ﺑﮭﯽ ﭼﻮﺗﮭﮯ ﮔﻼﺱ ﮐﯽ ﻃﺮﺡ ﺷﺎﻣﻞ ﮨﻮ ﮔﺌﯽ ﺍﻭﺭ ﮨﻢ ﭼﺎﺭﻭﮞ ﻧﺎﻧﯽ ﮐﮯ ﺳﺎﺗﮫ ﻟﮍ ﭘﮍﮮ .... ﻭﮦ ﮔﻼﺱ ﺑﮭﯽ ﺑﺎﻗﯽ ﺑﺮﺗﻨﻮﮞ ﮐﻮ ﻧﮩﯿﮟ ﭼﮭﻮ ﺳﮑﺘﮯ ﺗﮭﮯ، ﻣﯿﮟ ﻧﮯ ﺑﮭﯽ ﺿﺪ ﭘﮑﮍ ﻟﯽ ﮐﮧ ﻣﯿﮟ ﮐﺴﯽ ﺩﻭﺳﺮﮮ ﺑﺮﺗﻦ ﻣﯿﮟ ﻧﮧ ﭘﺎﻧﯽ ﭘﯿﻮﮞ ﮔﯽ، ﻧﮧ ﺩﻭﺩﮪ ﭼﺎﺋﮯ ..... ﻧﺎﻧﯽ ﺍﻥ ﮔﻼﺳﻮﮞ ﮐﻮ ﺍﻟﮓ ﺭﮐﮫ ﺳﮑﺘﯽ ﺗﮭﯽ ﻣﮕﺮ ﻣﺠﮫ ﮐﻮ ﺑﮭﻮﮐﺎ ﭘﯿﺎﺳﺎ ﻧﮧ ﺭﮐﮫ ﺳﮑﺘﯽ ﺗﮭﯽ، ﺍﺱ ﻟﯿﮯ ﺑﺎﺕ ﻭﺍﻟﺪ ﺗﮏ ﭘﮩﻨﭻ ﮔﺌﯽ . ﻭﺍﻟﺪ ﮐﻮ ﺍﺱ ﺳﮯ ﻗﺒﻞ ﻣﻌﻠﻮﻡ ﻧﮧ ﺗﮭﺎ ﮐﮧ ﮐﻮﺋﯽ ﮔﻼﺱ ﺍﺱ ﻃﺮﺡ ﻋﻠﯿﺤﺪﮦ ﺭﮐﮭﮯ ﺟﺎﺗﮯ ﮨﯿﮟ .ﺍﻥ ﮐﻮ ﭘﺘﮧ ﭼﻼ ﺗﻮ ﻣﯿﺮﯼ ﺑﻐﺎﻭﺕ ﮐﺎﻣﯿﺎﺏ ﮨﻮﺋﯽ . ﭘﮭﺮ ﻧﮧ ﮐﻮﺋﯽ ﺑﺮﺗﻦ ﮨﻨﺪﮦ ﺭﮨﺎ ﻧﮧ ﻣﺴﻠﻢ، ﺍﺱ ﮔﮭﮍﯼ ﻧﮧ ﻧﺎﻧﯽ ﮐﻮ ﻣﻌﻠﻮﻡ ﺗﮭﺎ ﻧﮧ ﻣﺠﮫ ﮐﻮ، ﮐﮧ ﺑﮍﯼ ﮨﻮ ﮐﺮ ﺯﻧﺪﮔﯽ ﮐﮯ ﮐﺌﯽ ﺳﺎﻝ ﺟﻦ ﺳﮯ ﻋﺸﻖ ﮐﺮﻭﮞ ﮔﯽ، ﻭﮦ ﺍﺳﯽ ﻣﺬﮨﺐ ﮐﺎ ﮨﻮ ﮔﺎ ﺟﺲ ﻣﺬﮨﺐ ﮐﮯ ﻟﻮﮔﻮﮞ ﮐﮯ ﻟﯿﮯ ﮔﮭﺮ ﮐﮯ ﺑﺮﺗﻦ ﺑﮭﯽ ﺍﭼﮭﻮﺕ ﺑﻨﺎ ﺩﺋﯿﮯ ﺟﺎﺗﮯ ﺗﮭﮯ"
2 comments:
The respect for Muslim friends is very touchy and indicates how we mixed with Hindus prepartition and how they did
and then her love affair
It is unfortunate how both countries took paths to extremism.
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