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" فارس بھائی تو مچھلی بن گئے۔۔۔ فارس بھائی مچھلی بن گئے۔ " وہ پول کے کنارے پر مہمانوں کے درمیان زور سے ہنستی ایس پی فارس کو زہر لگی تھی۔ جو کہنے کو اس کی منگیتر تھی لیکن حادثے میں یاداشت کھو بیٹھی تھی فارس جو اس سے منگنی توڑنے والا تھا مجبوری میں اسے حفاظت کے لیے اپنے ہی گھر پر رکھنے پر مجبور تھا پر اب نجانے کیوں اسے یقین ہونے لگا تھا کہ وہ پاگل ہونے کا ناٹک کر رہی ہے۔۔۔کچھ سوچتے فارس شاہ نے اسے جھٹکے سے پول میں کھینچا تو حیرت سے آنکھیں پھیلائے فارس کو دیکھنے لگی جو اسے ہی گھور رہا تھا۔ " میں جانتا ہوں تم بالکل ٹھیک ہو۔ڈرامہ بند کرو۔ورنہ ابھی۔۔۔" ابھی فارس نے اتنا ہی کہا تھا جب وہ زور سے چلائی۔ " مچھلی نے مجھے پکڑ لیا۔ بچاؤ۔ مچھلی چھوڑو مجھے۔۔۔" یہ کہتے وہ اچانک سب کے سامنے۔۔۔۔۔
ابھی رات کا پچھلا پہر ہی شروع ہوا تھا کہ ایک زوردار دھماکے نے زمین کو ہلا کر رکھ دیا۔ دور افق پر موجود گودام اب ایک دہکتا ہوا جہنم بن چکا تھا، جہاں سے اٹھنے والے آگ کے شعلے رات کی سیاہی کو نگل رہے تھے۔"
فارس نے اپنی پستول ہولسٹر میں ڈالی اور جلتی ہوئی عمارت سے باہر نکلا۔
"سر! ایک لڑکی ملی ہے اندر سے، لگتا ہے بے ہوش ہے،" ایک کانسٹیبل نے اطلاع دی۔
فارس قریب گیا تو دیکھا کہ وہ زونی تھی
اس کی اپنی منگیتر، جس سے وہ نفرت کرنے کے دعوے تو بہت کرتا تھا، مگر حقیقت میں اس کا دل صرف اسی کے لیے دھڑکتا تھا۔ زونی کے ماتھے سے خون بہہ رہا تھا اور وہ نیم بے ہوشی کی حالت میں تھی۔
جب زونی نے آنکھیں کھولیں، تو اس کی نظروں میں وہ جانی پہچانی شرارت نہیں تھی، بلکہ ایک عجیب سی اجنبیت تھی۔ اس نے فارس کو ایسے دیکھا جیسے وہ اسے جانتی ہی نہ ہو۔ "کون ہو تم؟ میں یہاں کیسے آئی؟"
وہ سب کچھ بھول چکی تھی
،وہ اسے یوں اکیلا نہیں چھوڑ سکتا تھا، اس لیے اسے اٹھایا اور اپنے گھر لے آیا۔
فارس کے گھر میں زونی نے عجیب و غریب حرکتیں شروع کر دیں۔ وہ کبھی بچوں کی طرح ضد کرتی تو کبھی ایسا ڈرامہ کرتی جیسے اسے کچھ یاد ہی نہیں۔
فارس کا شک دن بدن بڑھتا جا رہا تھا کہ یہ سب ایک ڈرامہ ہے۔
ایک شام، فارس کے عالی شان گھر کے لان میں ایک شاندار تقریب چل رہی تھی۔ شہر کے بڑے بڑے افسران اور معززین موجود تھے۔
فارس، اپنی سفید شرٹ اور بلیک پینٹ میں انتہائی ہینڈسم لگ رہا تھا، پول کے کنارے کھڑا کچھ اہم مہمانوں سے بات چیت میں مصروف تھا
زونی دور کھڑی، پنک رنگ کے جوڑے میں کسی حور سے کم نہیں لگ رہی تھی، مگر اس کی آنکھوں میں وہی پرانی شرارت
ناچ رہی تھی۔
اچانک زونی نے ایک گہرا سانس لیا اور "پاگل پن" کا ماسک پہن کر تیزی سے فارس کی طرف بڑھی۔
فارس فون پر بھی بات کر رہا تھا اور مہمانوں کی طرف متوجہ تھا۔ زونی نے پیچھے سے آ کر، سب مہمانوں کے سامنے، فارس کی کمر میں زور سے گدگدی کر دی۔
فارس، جو اس اچانک حملے کے لیے بالکل تیار نہیں تھا، بوکھلا گیا۔ اس کے منہ سے ایک بے اختیار ہنسی نکلی، فون ہاتھ سے چھوٹا، توازن بگڑا اور وہ ایک زوردار چھپاکے کے ساتھ سیدھا پول کے ٹھنڈے پانی میں جا گرا۔
مہمانوں میں ایک سناٹا چھا گیا، مگر زونی؟ وہ پول کے کنارے بیٹھ گئی اور بچوں کی طرح تالیاں بجا بجا کر، کھلکھلا کر ہنسنے لگی۔ "فارس بھائی تو مچھلی بن گئے! فارس بھائی مچھلی بن گئے!"
پانی میں بھیگا فارس، غصے سے لال پیلا ہو رہا تھا، مگر اس کے ذہن میں ایک جھٹکا لگا۔ یہ گدگدی۔۔۔ زونی کو پتہ تھا کہ اسے کہاں گدگدی ہوتی ہے۔ یہ کوئی پاگل انسان نہیں کر سکتا۔ یہ اس کی یادداشت واپس آنے کا، یا شاید کبھی گئی ہی نہ ہونے کا ثبوت تھا۔
شہریار (فارس) نے پانی کے اندر سے ہی ایک گہری نظر زونی پر ڈالی، جو اب بھی تالیاں بجا رہی تھی۔ اس کا شک اب یقین میں بدل چکا تھا۔ یہ لڑکی ڈرامہ کر رہی ہے۔
اور پھر، ایک ہی بجلی کی سی تیزی کے ساتھ، اس نے پانی کے اندر سے اپنا ہاتھ باہر نکالا اور کنارے پر بیٹھی زونی کی کلائی پکڑ کر اسے ایک زوردار جھٹکے سے پانی کے اندر کھینچ لیا۔
زونی کی ایک زوردار چیخ بلند ہوئی، جو پانی کے چھپاکے میں دب گئی
"اب ہنسو اب بجاؤ تالیاں۔۔۔"
۔
فارس کو آج ہی یہ پکا پتہ چلا تھا کہ زونی پاگل پن کا محض ناٹک کر رہی ہے، وہ اسے ترس کھا کر اپنے گھر لے آیا تھا تاکہ اسے دشمنوں سے بچا سکے، مگر وہ یہاں اس کا مذاق اڑا رہی تھی۔
"اب کرو ناٹک!
" یہ کہہ کر فارس نے پانی کے اندر ہی ایک فاتحانہ مسکراہٹ کے ساتھ اسے دیکھا۔
فارس نے زونی کی کلائی ابھی تک مضبوطی سے تھام رکھی تھی۔ زونی کی آنکھیں حیرت اور خوف سے پھیلی ہوئی تھیں
باہر مہمانوں کی لائن لگی ہوئی تھی، سب کی نظریں پول پر جمی تھیں۔ جیسے ہی فارس زونی کو لے کر باہر نکلا، زونی نے زور زور سے کھانسنا شروع کر دیا اور ایک بار پھر اپنا "پاگل پن" والا ماسک پہن لیا۔
"ہائے اللہ! مچھلی نے مجھے پکڑ لیا! فارس بھائی بچائیں، پانی میں بھوت ہے!" زونی نے بھیگے بالوں کے ساتھ چیختے ہوئے فارس کے گلے میں اپنی باہیں ڈال دیں۔
"زونی! بس کرو، سب دیکھ رہے ہیں،" اس نے دھیمی مگر غصیلی آواز میں کہا
لیکن زونی کہاں رکنے والی تھی؟
اس نے فارس کی سفید شرٹ کو بری طرح مروڑ دیا اور رونے والی شکل بنا لی۔ "آپ نے مجھے کیوں گرایا؟ میں تو بس تالیاں بجا رہی تھی۔"
فارس نے ایک گہرا سانس لیا اور مہمانوں کی طرف دیکھ کر ایک مصنوعی مسکراہٹ سجائی۔
"معذرت چاہتا ہوں، زونی کی طبیعت تھوڑی ٹھیک نہیں ہے، شاید اسے پانی دیکھ کر کچھ یاد آ گیا تھا۔ آپ لوگ پلیز پارٹی جاری رکھیں، میں اسے دیکھتا ہوں۔"
فارس اسے تقریباََ گھسیٹتے ہوئے کمرے کی طرف لے گیا۔ جیسے ہی کمرے کا دروازہ بند ہوا، فارس نے اسے چھوڑا اور دیوار سے ٹیک لگا کر اسے گھورنے لگا۔
"Faris brother has become a fish...Faris brother has become a fish." She was laughing loudly among the guests on the edge of the pool. SP Faris was poisoned. She was supposed to be his fiancée, but she lost her memory in the accident. Faris, who was about to break off the engagement with him, was forced to keep her at his own house for safety, but now for some reason he was starting to believe that she was pretending to be crazy... Thinking for a while, Faris Shah pulled her into the pool with a jerk, and she opened her eyes in surprise and looked at Faris, who was staring at her. "I know you are absolutely fine. Stop the drama. Otherwise, now..." Faris had said that much when she shouted loudly. "The fish caught me. Save me. Let the fish go..." He said this suddenly in front of everyone...
The last watch of the night had just begun when a loud explosion shook the ground. The warehouse on the far horizon had now become a blazing inferno, from which the flames rising from it were swallowing the blackness of the night."
Faris holstered his pistol and stepped out of the burning building.
"Sir! A girl has been found inside, she seems to be unconscious," a constable reported.
Faris went closer and saw that it was Zuni
his own fiancée, whom he claimed to hate, but in reality his heart only beat for her. Zuni's forehead was bleeding and she was in a semi-conscious state.
When Zuni opened her eyes, there was not that familiar mischief in her eyes, but a strange strangeness. She looked at Faris as if she did not know him at all. "Who are you? How did I get here?"
She had forgotten everything
He couldn't leave her alone like this, so he picked her up and brought her to his house.
In Faris' house, Zuni started acting strangely. Sometimes she would be stubborn like a child, sometimes she would pretend that she didn't remember anything.
Faris's suspicions were growing that this was all a drama.
One evening, a grand ceremony was taking place on the lawn of Faris's magnificent house. The big officials and dignitaries of the city were present.
Faris, looking extremely handsome in his white shirt and black pants, was standing by the pool and talking to some important guests.
Zuni stood far away, looking no less than a maiden in a pink pair, but the same old mischief was dancing in her eyes.
Suddenly, Zuni took a deep breath and quickly walked towards Faris, wearing a mask of "madness".
Faris was also talking on the phone and was paying attention to the guests. Zuni came from behind, In front, Faris's back was tickled hard.
Faris, who was completely unprepared for this sudden attack, was startled. An involuntary laugh escaped his mouth, the phone fell from his hand, he lost his balance and he fell straight into the cold water of the pool with a loud splash.
A silence fell among the guests, but Zuni? She sat on the edge of the pool and started clapping and laughing like children. "Faris brother, you have become a fish! Faris brother has become a fish!"
Faris, soaked in the water, was turning red with anger, but a jolt hit his mind. This tickle... Zuni knew where he was tickled. No mad person could do this. This was proof that his memory had returned, or perhaps that it had never been lost.
Shehriyar (Faris) cast a deep look at Zuni from under the water, who was still clapping. His doubt had now turned into certainty. This girl was acting.
And then, with a lightning-fast speed, he pulled his hand out of the water and grabbed Zuni's wrist sitting on the bank and pulled her under the water with a powerful jerk.
Zuni let out a loud scream, which was drowned in the water.
"Now laugh, now clap..."
.
Faris had only just come to know that Zuni was just acting crazy, he took pity on her and brought her to his house. was to protect him from enemies, but she was making fun of him here.
"Now do the drama!"
" Saying this, Faris looked at him with a victorious smile under the water.
Faris was still holding Zuni's wrist tightly. Zuni's eyes were wide with surprise and fear.
There was a line of guests outside, all eyes were fixed on the pool. As soon as Faris came out with Zuni, Zuni started coughing loudly and once again put on his "madness" mask.
"Oh my God! The fish caught me! Faris brother, save me, there is a ghost in the water!" Zuni screamed with wet hair and threw his arms around Faris' neck.
"Zuni! "Stop it, everyone is watching," he said in a low but angry voice.
But where was Zuni going to stop?
He twisted Faris' white shirt badly and made a crying face. "Why did you drop me? I was just clapping."
Faris took a deep breath and looked at the guests, putting on a fake smile.
"I'm sorry, Zuni is a little unwell, maybe she remembered something after seeing the water. Please continue the party, I see her."
Faris almost dragged her towards the room. As soon as the door to the room closed, Faris released her and leaned against the wall, staring at her.
*Khoon-e-Jigar* is a effective passionate and social novel based on give up, torment, tolerance, and the unforgiving substances of life. The title itself reflects profound enduring and enthusiastic wounds, as “Khoon-e-Jigar” symbolizes the torment of the heart and the penances a individual makes for adore, family, and connections. This novel presents a touching story of battle, dependability, broken believe, and the quality of human emotions.
The story rotates around a youthful lady who is blameless, soft-hearted, and full of dreams. She has a place to a respectable but monetarily battling family. In spite of confronting numerous hardships, she remains confident and solid. She is profoundly joined to her family and is willing to give up her possess bliss for their consolation. Her character speaks to persistence, nobility, and noiseless quality. She endures a part but never complains openly.
The male lead is a genuine, dedicated, and mindful youthful man who values trustworthiness and regard. He comes from a steady foundation and carries the burden of family desires on his shoulders. He is candidly saved but profoundly earnest. His adore is immaculate and unlimited, and he accepts that connections ought to be built on believe or maybe than brief fascination. His identity includes soundness and development to the story.
The novel starts with the courageous woman living a basic life filled with obligations. She dreams of a quiet future, but life does not permit her to live without trials. Her family faces money related weight, social judgment, and enthusiastic burdens. She frequently penances her claim needs so that her cherished ones can stay cheerful. Her mother’s ailment and family issues increment her duties and make her sincerely stronger.
The saint enters her life amid a troublesome time. At to begin with, their association is based on sensitivity and understanding, but gradually it develops into a profound enthusiastic bond. He sees her torment, her penances, and her noiseless battles, and starts to respect her quality. She, in return, finds peace in his genuineness and back. Their relationship creates actually, based on regard, enthusiastic understanding, and believe or maybe than shallow romance.
However, the story takes a agonizing turn when errors, family pride, and social contrasts start to isolated them. The heroine’s family accepts that adore cannot unravel commonsense issues, whereas the hero’s family is concerned approximately status and notoriety. Society gets to be a obstruction, and both characters are constrained to make troublesome choices between individual bliss and family honor.
Negative characters moreover play an imperative part in expanding the struggle. A few relatives and pariahs make envy, untrue allegations, and passionate control. They utilize lies to harm the believe between the saint and courageous woman. These individuals are driven by childishness, ravenousness, and individual interface. Their activities make the courageous woman endure profoundly and test the hero’s patience.
The courageous woman faces one catastrophe after another. She is faulted for circumstances she never made and is constrained to remain quiet for the purpose of family regard. She encounters selling out from individuals she trusted and forlornness in minutes when she needs bolster the most. However, she remains solid. Her quiet is not shortcoming, but respect. She chooses tolerance over exact retribution and self-respect over desperation.
The legend too battles with enthusiastic torment. He needs to ensure the lady he adores, but circumstances do not permit him to act unreservedly. He faces weight from his family and society, but he never stops accepting in her guiltlessness and dependability. Instep of giving up, he remains steady and holds up for the right time to demonstrate the truth. His tolerance gets to be one of the most grounded components of the novel.
One of the most excellent angles of *Khoon-e-Jigar* is the way it presents give up. Cherish in this novel is not appeared through emotional words but through quiet enduring and troublesome choices. Both the legend and courageous woman give up their consolation, wants, and peace for the individuals they adore. This gives the story enthusiastic profundity and makes it reasonable and relatable.
Family connections are too appeared with incredible profundity. The author highlights the significance of guardians, kin, and duties. Some of the time the individuals closest to us gotten to be the reason for our torment, however we proceed to cherish them. This enthusiastic truth makes the story capable. The heroine’s relationship with her mother is particularly touching, appearing the noiseless bond of cherish and understanding between them.
The novel moreover investigates the thought of believe and selling out. A few characters imagine to care but subtly hurt others for individual advantage. Others stay steadfast indeed in quiet. This differentiate makes a difference the peruser get it who really values connections and who as it were values individual pick up. Believe, once broken, gets to be troublesome to modify, and the novel handles this reality with enthusiastic honesty.
As the story moves forward, covered up truths gradually start to show up. Lies are uncovered, eagerly are uncovered, and the individuals dependable for making mistaken assumptions are gone up against. The hero’s confidence in the courageous woman demonstrates to be right. Her penances and guiltlessness ended up obvious to everybody. Individuals who once judged her start to realize their mistakes.
This turning point brings enthusiastic mending. The courageous woman, who went through so much time enduring quietly, at long last gets the regard and understanding she merits. Her torment does not vanish totally, but equity gives her peace. The saint stands by her side with the same devotion he appeared from the starting, demonstrating that genuine adore survives indeed the hardest tests.
The finishing of the novel is enthusiastic however cheerful. It is not a idealize fairy-tale finishing, but a practical one where cherish wins after torment and persistence. The legend and courageous woman discover peace, not since life gets to be simple, but since they confront it together. Their travel educates them development, pardoning, and the genuine meaning of commitment.
The title *Khoon-e-Jigar* gets to be important in the conclusion since the story appears how profoundly cherish and give up can harmed, however too how they shape human character. Now and then the most noteworthy triumphs come after the most profound wounds. The enthusiastic torment they persevere gets to be the reason for their passionate strength.
The novel gives a solid message that life is not continuously reasonable, but tolerance and trustworthiness inevitably bring light. It educates that individuals who stay earnest amid hardship are the ones who genuinely merit joy. Adore is not ownership; it is dependability, understanding, and sacrifice.
In conclusion, *Khoon-e-Jigar* is a profoundly moving novel that touches the heart through its practical feelings and solid ethical values. It is a story of torment, give up, broken believe, and recuperating. It reminds perusers that some of the time the most grounded individuals are the ones who endure discreetly and proceed to cherish in spite of everything.
This novel clears out a enduring affect since it reflects real-life feelings and battles. It instructs that respect is more effective than outrage, persistence is more grounded than exact retribution, and genuine adore is tried through torment. *Khoon-e-Jigar* is not fair a sentimental story—it is a travel of the heart, where enduring gets to be quality and devotion gets to be triumph.
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