Nazron ko nazar aane diya karo fir chahe naraz ho,

Tumne toh nazron ko nazar andaaz kardia

Aisi bhi naarazgi theek nahi...

Everyone were in their room and lights were off I walked to the speaker kept in the backyard which was massive. I plugged my phone with it and did all the adjustment and played the song the one which my wife loves.

🎶Rum Raagta Rigiri Raagta

Rum Raagta Rigiri Raagta

Rum Raagta Rigiri Raagta Rum

Dilbara Eh Dilbara,

Apun Ki Tu, Apan Tera

Dilbara Eh Dilbara,

Apun Ki Tu, Apan Tera

Tujhse Dil Lagaaun Main

Bhi Family Banaaun Ab Yehi

Toh Bas Iraada Hai Mera

She came out and looked down I looked up and run a hand over my all wet hairs.

"What's wrong with you annu come in!"I laughed at my mother who was smiling but held herself.

Dilbara Eh Dilbara,

Apun Ki Tu, Apan Tera

Dilbara Eh Dilbara,

Apun Ki Tu, Apan Tera

Tujhse Dil Lagaaun Main

Bhi Family Banaaun Ab Yehi

Toh Bas Iraada Hai Mera

Faris laughed but joined me with steps of songs.

Saala Hai, Na Koi Saali Hai,

Kholi Hai, Magar Woh Khaali Hai

She glancee her parents who moved in trying hard not to laugh

"You wore the dress I picked for you love."She gasped when I yelled and tapped her nails on railing getting anxious.

Rum Raagta Rigiri Raagta

Rum Raagta Rigiri Raagta

Rum Raagta Rigiri Raagta Rum

Saala Hai, Na Koi Saali Hai,

Kholi Hai, Magar Woh Khaali Hai

Sapna Hai, Na Koi Apna Hai,

Na Ghar Waali Hai..

She sighed when every male joined me and we did another step like mad Men.

Tu Akeli, Main Akela,

Bundon Ka Laga Hai Mela

Aake Mera Ghar Basa Zara

"Hey! We are here."Faris and faarid yelled but I stared my love who was trying hard not say something she might regret.

Dilbara Eh Dilbara,

Apun Ki Tu, Apan Tera~ Ha Haa

Dilbara Eh Dilbara,

Apun Ki Tu, Apan Tera....🎶

"Amaya saleem will let this man be yours and grow a family."I yelled kneeling and spreading my arms. Everyone gasped and tried to look up but fail to do so due to heavy rain.

She stared down for a minute but than walked in silently. Everyone glanced me and I stared up waiting for her to come back but she didn't. I am again at mistake here. Stupid me.

I was about to stand but a towel fell on my face. Everyone laughed when Amaya yelled.

"Go to your room and sleep." Everyone laughed along me

"Answer?!" I yelled back.

Another cushion landed on my chest. I chuckle walking in and drying my hair with the towel. All the young brothers too walk in all soaked in water.

"Kya bhai kya pataya aapnne! Wah maza agaya."

I nodded walking in but stopped looking at the old couple. I sighed

"Now we all know you four don't have a problem so let-" I spoke before they could point me and amaya

"Why are you in hurry?" My mother asked narrowing her eyes at me

"I won't explain everything-" I really don't want them to interfere between amaya and my problem.

"Amaya!"One of the my cousin sister walked to Amaya who walked down.

"You have a wound and-" All the cousins rushed to her while farid tried to scold her

"You should have picked up the call than..... Move!"She pushed me and sat on the couch rubbing around her wound gently.

"Is it-"she didn't let her aunty complete. She looked in pain and her face too looked pale.

"No I wanted to have water. Can you get some please..."She passed the bottle to one cousin.

"Why you need water?" Faris asked.

"To quench my thirst." Amaya said rubbing around her wound faris smirked.

"My brother is on service Amaya." I looked away to hide my smile while the old people were shock at his words

"I kn-shut up!" Amaya stopped when she got what my dear brother said. She pushed him but hissed in pain

"What's you-" Her father was about ask her but she sighed changing the air of room.

"Please sleep everyone and don't bring the topic." Announcing She glared me.

"You really don't have to do all these, don't repeat it. Faris help me."

Faris helped him to room while I walked to my room knowing that Faris will brain wash her and till morning she will agree.

I laid on my bed after shower and changing in something comfortable clothes when my mother walked in with a cup of hot milk or say turmeric milk.

She came and sat near me while I sip the milk. She stared me as if calculating me.

"You have something to say?" I asked running my finger around the glass tip.

"You really want to marry her?" She asked there was a fear in her voice.

"I am already married to her...... In my mind you know." She panicked but when I changed my words she relaxed.

"I will keep her like mine. Don't worry...." I sipped the milk. She nodded relaxing herself.

"I never gave you the love of mother but remember this Amaya is really precious to her parents and have lots of hopes if you marry her bache." She explained me while I nodded only if these people know ho wmuch she means to me.

"Aapne biwi ki zimmedaari ache se dekhai par mere liye ammi nahi thi toh mein Amaya ko iski saza nahi dunga. I know you have fear that I will abuse with this thing and all but I won't,she will help in many ways. She is precious and I am not that bad to play with her life"she felt guilty at my words.

"Nabhan woh ladki hain lafz bahot hoge par woh lafz ko samajh na mushkil hoga tum-" I sipped the milk cup and said before she can complete.

"Aap pehle Amaya ko haan toh bolne ko kahiye. Phir koi shikayaten nahi hogi." She looked surprised by my confidence.

"Tum itne bade kabh hue nabhan? Mene to 20 saal ke ladke ko ghar se jaate dekha tha aur abh woh poore 29 saal ka hogaya hain ke apni biwi ka puchta hain. Allah tumhe duniya ki saari khushiyaan dein aur Amaya bhi."

I muttered ameen and give her the glass. She smiled looking at me and I let her. She often do this staring me from far and cry over her mistake. And I let her because I don't want her keep all that problem in heart but stay happy while crying.

"Tum mujhe kabhi maaf nahi karoge na?" I gulped at her broken voice. I stared her which resembles more to faarid. I smiled wiping her tears with my tumb.

"Mein aapse naraz tha hi nahi bas dur tha." I held my tears I have always kept distance from her for I have seen her going through so much for us and in return all she got was tears. I use to feel bad for her she deserves much more than us but she is stuck among us.

"Toh call-" I couldn't break myself in front of this mother.

"Kya hua hain aaj apne shohar se ladai hui hain?" She looked at me with shock and wide eyes I wiped her tears.

"Pagal" she slapped me lightly and we both chuckle.

"Tum mujhse naraz nahi ho na?"

"Nahi hoon Amaya ki tayijaan."She chuckled rubbing the back of my hand holding herself from crying.

"Tum kaise the itne saal nabhan..." She asked in soft voice which reminded me of ayesha bhabhi.

"Mere paas ayesha bhabhi aur saadiq bhai the phir mere saare Yaar bhi. Aap ki yaad aane hi nahi di ayesha bhabhi ne." I confessed in front of her she smiled.

"Woh bahot achi hain, aur mein uski ehsanmandh hoon." I chuckle at he words.

"Yeh aap unke saamne nahi bolna naraz ho jayegi woh?" She looked confused.

"Kyu?" She asked with a frown.

"Unhone mujhe aapne bete ki tarah rakha beshak umar mein choti hain par bahot achi hain. Ayesha bhabhi....par unhe yeh bilkul nahi pasand ke koi aise baath kare" She nodded and silence falled upon the room

"Amaya ko khush toh rakhoge na nabhan?" I chuckle at her concern really mothers are something no one can understand untill they go through it and men can never understand mothers for they have to be father.

"Let her answer first, than we will see." She nodded and walked out wiping her tears. She looked old. Last time I saw her she was young and powerful she now looks tired and my heart felt something towards this mothers who always try to be my friend and indeed she was before I walked out of the house leaving her and my friendship with her.

Sometimes mothers have To choose to be wife and let her son go away and cry lifetime for her helplessness.

Sometimes even fathers need to understand that for a mother her son Or child is also important just like he is. But than fathers can be selfish but mothers are always selfless.

To be continue......