Mujhe Mukamal Kar Do by Falak Novels

Adhoori Shaksiyat

Mujhe Mukamal Kar Do by Falak Novels aik aisi jazbaati aur nayi kahani hai jo dil ke taaron ko cherti hai. Agar aap social romantic Urdu stories ke shaukeen hain, toh yeh novel aapko zaroor parhna chahiye.

Raat ka pichla pehar tha, jab Aizah ki ankh khuli. Kamre mein phela sannata usay dars de raha tha ke zindagi kabhi bhi waisi nahi rehti jaisi hum chahte hain. Do saal pehle, jab Aizah ke shohar, Arham ka inteqal hua, toh Aizah ko lagaa ke uski apni rooh bhi uske saath chali gayi hai. “Bewa” ka laqab milna kisi qayamat se kam na tha, is waqt ke liye to sirf Aizah hi theen, jo 24 saal ki theen.
Wo uthi aur khirki ke paas khari ho gayi. Bahar barish ki halki boonda-baandi ho rahi thi. Uski saas, jo usay apni beti ki tarah chahti thin, ab budhi aur beemar rehne lagi thin. Uski aik hi khwahish thi: “Aizah beta, kab tak is murda mazi ke sath jiyogi? Tumhe kisi sahare ki zaroorat hai.”
Magar Aizah ke liye “sahara” ka matlab sirf Arham tha. Usay lagta tha ke wo aik adhoora qissa hai

Ek Naya Rishta

Zaryab Shah ek kamyab businessman the, jo Arham ka bachpan ka dost tha. Woh suljha, sanjida, aur khamosh tabiat ka malik tha. Jab Arham ka inteqal hua, Zaryab ne Arham ki maa aur Aizah ka khayal aik bhai ki tarah rakha tha, lekin waqt ke sath, Arham ki maa ne Zaryab se aik aisi darkhwast kar di jo use sochne par majboor kar di.
“Zaryab, mein janti hoon tum ne kabhi shadi ka nahi socha, magar Aizah ko tumhare jaisa hamsafar ki zarurat hai, kya tum use adhoori larki ko mukamal karoge?”
Zaryab ne Aizah ko hamesha izzat ki nazar se dekha tha, aur use sochne par majboor karne ke liye haan kar di, lekin shart yeh rakhi ki Aizah par koi zabardasti nahin hogi.
Jab Aizah ko yah rishta pata chala, toh use phat gayi, aur use kaha, “Ammi, aap kaise soch sakti hain ki mein

“Yeh jagah dene ki baat nahi hai Aizah, yeh zindagi guzarne ki baat hai. Zaryab tumhe samajhta hai,” Ammi ne samjhaya.
Aakhir-kar, maa ki girti hui sehat aur unke ashk-baar chehre ne Aizah ko haar manne par majboor kar diya. Nikah hua, magar Aizah ka dil

 Khamosh Mohabbat

Nikah ke baad Aizah, Zaryab ke baare se ghar mein muntqil ho gayi. Pehli raat Zaryab kamre mein dakhil hua to Aizah bed ke ek kone mein sehmi hui baithi thi. Laal jora pehenta waqta hi tha, lekin uske chehre pe dulhanwali chamak nahi thi, balkay purani yaaden ka dukh tha.
Zaryab uske qareeb gaya aur farsh pe baith gaya. “Aizah, mein jaanta hun tum is waqt se nafrat kar rahi ho. Tumhe lag raha hogi ke mein ne tumhara halat ka faida uthaya. Magar yaqeen mana, mera maqsad tumhara sukoon chinn na nahi hai.” Aizah ne khamoshi se usey dekhya. Zaryab ke aankhon mein wahi purana lihaz tha.
“Hum is kamre mein do ajnabi ki tarah rahenge jab tak tum khud mujh ko apna dost na mana. Tum per mera koi haq nahi.” Zaryab ne narm lehje se kaha aur apna takia uthakar sofa pe chal gaya. Aizah per hayyaan aya. Mardon ko haakim bante dekhti thi, lekin Zaryab ka yahi rawaiya uske dil ki barf pighalane ka pehla charhara tha.

Ek din Aizah ko sakht bukhar aaya tha. Zaryab ne poori raat Aizah ke sir par thandi pattiyan rakheen. Jab Aizah ki ankh khuli, Aizah ne dekha ki Zaryab kursi par baithe baithe so gaya hai, aur usey hath abhi bhi Aizah ke hath mein tha.
Aizah ne pehli baar ghaur se Zaryab ko dekha tha, aur Zaryab thaka hua tha, lekin usey ek ajeeb sa sukoon tha apne chehre par. Aizah ne apne hath ko dheere-dheere kincha, aur Zaryab jag gaya.
“Aizah, bukhar kaisa hai? Doctor ko phone karun?” Zaryab ghabra kar utha tha.
“Mein theek hoon, Zaryab… aap ne poori raat jaag kar guzari?” Aizah ki awaz bhara gayi thi.
“Tumhari takleef meri neend se zyada aham hai,” Zaryab ne muskurate hue kaha tha. Aizah ko usey samajh mein aaya ki usey mukamal hone ke

Mazi ka Saya

Zindagi sukoon se guzar rahi thi ke achanak Zaryab ki purani mangetar, Mishal, wapis aa gayi. Mishal aik maghroor aur chalaak aurat thi, jo barson pehle Zaryab ko dhokha dene ki wajah thi. Ab Zaryab ki kamyabi dekh kar, wo dubara use apni zindagi mein aana chahti thi.
Aik din, Mishal ne Aizah se akele mein mulaqat ki.
“Tumhe kya lagta hai Aizah? Zaryab tumse mohabbat karta hai? Nahi! Wo sirf Arham ka ehsaan utaar raha hai. Wo tumse shadi kar ke sirf apni dosti nibha raha hai, mohabbat toh wo mujhse karta tha aur karta rahega.”
Mishal ki baaton ne Aizah ke andar phir se shak ka beej bo diya, aur wo poora din roti rahi. Jab Zaryab shaam ko ghar aaya, Aizah ne use bohat rukha rawaiya ikhtiyar kiya.
“Kya hua Aizah? Kuch pareshan ho

“Kya aap mujhse sirf taras kha kar miley hain? Kya mein sirf aik ehsaan hoon?” Aizah ne cheekh kar pucha.
Zaryab khamosh ho gaya. Usne Aizah ke kareeb ja kar uske do hath thame. “Aizah, ehsaan un par kiya jata hai jo gair hon. Tum meri rooh ho. Mishal mera mazi thi, magar tum mera wo haal ho jis ke bagair mera mustaqbil nahi hai. Agar tumhe lagta hai ke mein tum par taras kha raha hoon, toh tum meri mohabbat ki toheen kar rahi ho.”
Aizah ne Zaryab ki ankhon mein dekha, wahan sachai ke siva kuch na tha. Usne foran Zaryab ke seene se lag kar maafi mangi. Wo samajh gayi thi ke log sirf rishte tortate hain, magar dil wahi jorta hai jo sacha ho.

Mujhe Mukamal Kar Do

Kuch mehine baad, Aizah aur Zaryab apne naye ghar ki garden mein baith gaye. Chand ki roshni unki harnai khari thi. Aizah Zaryab ki peechiyon par baithi thi.
“Zaryab, maine kabhi aapko kabhi bhi nahi bataya ki main kitni khush-kismat hoon?” Aizah ne dher se bolta hua kaha.
Zaryab ne apne hath se Aizah ki pehli hath daba diya. “Khush-kismat hoon Aizah, jis ne ek bikhri hui duniya ko dubara jora.” Zaryab ne apni awaz dher se mehnat se daba di.
Aizah ne khushi se halsa. “Jab Arham gaya, maine socha ki main khataam ho gayi. Lekin aap ne mujhe bataya ki jis din ek darwaze ka band hona hai, yeh nahi kahata ki maine apni sabhi rahein band ho gayi hoon. Aap ne meri sabhi kami ko poora kiya.”
Zaryab ne apni ankhon me Aizah ki ankh

Aizah ne gehri saans li aur aasman ki taraf dekha. Aaj wo adhoori nahi thi. Aaj wo mukamal thi. Uska hamsafar uske sath tha, aur uska aitbaar uski taqat thi

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