GUILTY EPI 35

             GUILTY

     EPISODE NO 35

 GENRE... GHULAM JILANI

 "Islam and peace be upon you, welcome to it and invite me to the beautiful gathering of Zikr-e-Pak. In fact, it is my encouragement to ... He had the honor of attending the court of the Prophet (peace and blessings of Allaah be upon him).
 Shaista Bibi was very humble in her manner of speaking and this was the reason why all the women fell in love with her sweet accent because there was a special sweetness in her words. Shaista Bibi was not like the women who used religion as a means of earning money. Her personality showed greatness and compassion. Besides, she was also a great researcher.
              When they greeted him, all the women who were sitting there responded to his greetings very warmly. At the time, Komal was in a state of fighting with herself, so Komal could not even look at Shaista Bibi, or maybe she did not want to see him at all. Take a closer look and come back to your topic.
 The beginning is with the very blessed name of Allah, the Most Gracious, the Most Merciful, the Most Merciful, the Most Merciful, the Most Merciful, the Most Compassionate, the Most Merciful ... He bestowed a great blessing on the Imam of the Universe, Shafi'i Day of Judgment, Rahat-ul-Aashiqin, Sayyid Al-Mursalin Ahmad Mujtaba, in the very beloved court of Muhammad Mustafa (peace be upon him), which is the reason for the creation of the universe. Found ... "
 She blinked softly and kept looking at him. Shaista Bibi's unique and beautiful way of speaking created a new conflict within Komal. There was so much pain and adaptation in his tone that Komal, who was still engrossed in unknown thoughts, was completely compelled to turn towards him as if some special power was trying to tell him that this is him. There are personalities whose every word contains the answer to your every question. Komal was lost in listening to them as if a bird had landed on his head and it seemed that if he moved even a little, the bird would fly away.
 “Look, my dear sisters! In the Glorious Qur'an, Surah Al-Hadid, verse 16, my God says, Bow down to the truth and do not be like those who were given the first book, then after a long life their hearts became hardened. "
 As soon as Shaista Bibi uttered these words, Komal's body started getting cold as soon as he heard this because it was the translation of the same verse which he had seen while reciting Sapara some time ago. The caste was shaken. Now Komal's curiosity and attention had turned to Shaista Bibi's statement. She felt as if there was only one person in the party and the other was sitting on a special seat in front of her.
 Allah Almighty has determined the path of success of every human being on which he walks with perseverance and joins the city of the guided but before that ... the man who is like a traveler on this path. Running ... It is important for this traveler to have extra luggage because he can never travel without it. It is also necessary for him to have in his luggage the best blessings such as trust in his Lord, humility, sacrifice, patience, endurance and repentance ... When a person has all these, his journey The destination is both pleasant and successful. "
 While describing Shaista Bibi's gaze, she went to Komal again. Shaista Bibi felt a strange gleam in Komal's eyes ... she felt the hope of resurrection in her tired soul ... As if no one ever understood it. Unknown secrets were buried in the graveyard of his heart and his "culprits" were the bitter behavior of the people in our society. Shaista Bibi tried to repeat her statement. This time there was some moisture in his eyes.
 Allaah says in the Qur'aan to man in his mother's voice;
 "O man, who deceived you about your gracious Lord ????"
 And in the first verses of the same verse, my God says: You will come out of your graves, then you will know what you have sent ahead and what you have left behind and then who will be your helper besides Allah then? Who deceived me ??? " Shaista Bibi got into some emotional state and glared at the audience. "Today, if someone loves you a little bit, you go crazy in love with him ... You make war with your loved ones and your parents, but with this God who loves you more than seventy mothers, you Who cheated ??? "
 Komal's heart trembled. This was the time when the words of Shaista Bibi were working hard like a hammer in Komal's heart and the love of pride was coming in front of the tears falling from Komal's eyes very fast. How many times did he lie to his family and his parents unknowingly, knowingly and unknowingly hurting their heart and because of this love he put his love of Allah and His favors behind him.
               Komal's heart was pounding with these thoughts as if it would just burst and she would be returned to Allah after failing ... because at that time she could not even remember that she had lost her gracious Lord. When was the last time he prostrated? Yes, but he must have remembered when he had spoken to Ehtesham in love for the last time and what Ehtesham had said to him in a drunken tone. Tears welled up in Komal's eyes and his face began to water.
                                      A strange sense of shame was eating away at Komal's existence. Crying, she began to lose consciousness ... A court was to be held on the Day of Judgment and a court was the one in which Komal was to be arraigned today. This court was the court of his conscience.
                 Every human being has to stand in the court of his conscience from time to time. You have to calculate your crime with your own hands ... Of course this is a very difficult stage, there is pain in it but the biggest feature of this court is that in it man is given a chance and this chance is given because in the eternal court of Allah when the servant He will be raised and his deeds will be accounted for, then there will be no chance. This is a living example of Allah's love, compassion and sympathy for His servants. He was able to serve in the court forever, so this opportunity to get in the bonus is actually a preparation, to meet his Lord in purity.
                           She did not know how loud her sobs were and no one knew how much grief there was in her crying and she was unable to express this pain to anyone. Except for Allah, no one knew about Komal's backwardness and it was Allah who had to maintain the illusion of Komal because Komal was given a chance. He suddenly dared and tried to look up, then Shaista Bibi was looking at Komal's innocent and sad face with smiling eyes. Why not? After all, Shaista Bibi's purpose of coming here had been fulfilled and that was probably her purpose in life.
                    It was impossible for Komal to sit there anymore. She wanted to get up as soon as possible and go to a place where no one could see her caste, but Shaista Bibi knew that Komal was specially invited here, not only by Allah but also by someone else. ۔ Shaista Bibi's words kept ringing in her ears. She felt as if these words were specially for her.
 "Great is the Lord whose sin I am ...
 "Great is the Lord whose sin I am ..."
 Shaista Bibi repeated these words at the end of her speech and all the women raised their hands in prayer.
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 "Hi Sheena ..."
 Saleem Nawaz said cheerfully looking at the bustle of people across the phone booth. Today there was a different wave in his voice. He wanted to calm down Sheena by telling her the good news of his new bike and he was sure he would do it.
 "Who are you?"
 Sheena asked in a guessing manner.
 "I'm talking about Saleem Nawaz, you don't recognize me ..."
 He was more than surprised. Unknown of his voice ... As much as Sheena loved him, she should have responded immediately to the voice of her beloved, Saleem.
 "You bloody dog ​​... how dare you call me?"
 Sheena lost her temper when she heard Saleem Nawaz's voice. Whatever came out of his mouth, he sold it in honor of Saleem Nawaz.
 "Sheena, you can't talk to me like that ..."
 Saleem Nawaz felt severely insulted.
 "Stop your nonsense, you are not capable of embracing my intense love ... coward."
 Sheena Ghurai then Saleem was dumbfounded with surprise.
 "What happened Sheena? You used to say that you have true love for me. Is this true love?"
 Sheena remained silent for a while at the sound of Saleem Nawaz's surprise, but soon her anger flared up again.
 "And you? What did you do to me? Cheater, deceiver ... You made fun of my love ... You are not worthy to be truly loved, never contact me again and yes One thing to remember, you have shown my heart, you have made fun of my love, you will never be happy ... go, this is your innovation, my ...! "
 Sheena turned the water on Saleem Nawaz in a painful voice and hung up the phone. Saleem Nawaz bit his lip. I don't know why Sheena has become so suspicious of me ... He had never done this to me before ... Saleem Nawaz thoughtfully looked at the phone in front of him and pulled out the window and called the owner of the phone booth.
 "Uncle, I'll make another call ..."
 "Yes, yes, that's right, it's forty rupees ... !!"
  The tall, broad man with a grim face spoke loudly.
 "Chuck. Forty rupees ??" Saleem's eyes just came out ... "Hey uncle, even five minutes were not enough. You just sat down and told me forty rupees?"
 "This is not my problem, the prices are skyrocketing. Where can we pay the rent of the shop now? If you have to call, do it, otherwise get out of here, don't worry ... !!"
 Saleem's mind was confused because of Sheena. Forty rupees more was enough to make him sleepy but he explained to himself that all this was happening because of making Sheena angry. If he had gone to see her last night, she probably would not have been so angry. When he put his hand in his pocket and took it out, he got five twisted notes of ten, ten. Was Sheena had given him so many gifts that he could not starve for a while for her? Just thinking about it made me feel sorry for myself.
 "Hello Sheena, please listen to me, don't hang up ..."
 Sheena picked up the phone on the first call.
 "I don't listen to you, you are a coward and a coward ..."
 Saleem barely managed to control his anger and refrained from saying anything harsh.
 "Sheena, my dear ... listen to me ... I was not at fault for what happened last night ... I told you all the truth ..."
 Saleem's manner was grumbling but Sheena interrupted him.
 "I don't want to hear from you. You dare, I spent the whole night on thorns because of you. How long have I been waiting for you alone in this wilderness ... but you ..."
 Sheena left the matter unfinished. Saleem Nawaz was very embarrassed.
 "You know, where could I sleep? Even a moment was forbidden if I could sit still ..."
 "You are lying ... if you really loved me, you would have come to me without caring about anything ... but you are a coward, you are a coward, you are afraid of your parents ... this is your marriage right now What will you do with me after that? Just let me stay, I will not stay with you ... "
 Saleem's hands and feet swelled. He was very upset.
 "Sheena, if I were you, I wouldn't be talking to you at school right now ..."
 "What? Wow amazing ... you ran away from school and came here?"
 "Yeah, just for you ..."
 On the other hand, there was a deep silence for some time. Then Sheena's loud voice appeared on the mouthpiece ...
 "Saleem my dear ... my love ... I miss you so much ... do you know how much Sheena loves you ...?"
 Saleem Nawaz was once again stunned. Sheena agreed earlier than expected. He began to get over it happily. Saleem was wondering how happy Sheena was for her bravery.
 "I know, you know, you're the one for whom I can do anything ..."
 "anything?"
 Sheena smiled in a charming tone.
 "anything...!!"
 Saleem Nawaz said stiffly.
 "Then come to me ... !!"
 Sheena casually dropped the bomb on his head, leaving Saleem Nawaz stunned.
 "by that time?"
 سلیم بوکھلایا۔
 "It's gone, isn't it? The coward is somewhere ..."
 Sheena's poisonous tone openly challenged Saleem Nawaz.
 "I didn't deny, did you understand? I was just thinking about you and saying what will your family understand? I care about your honor ... !!"
 "Why do you worry when I don't care about my own dignity?"
 "what does mean?"
 "I mean, I know very well how I have to take care of my honor, how not ... Anyway, my parents don't always carry a cane on your head like your hundred-year-old mother and father ... they They know how to enjoy life themselves and they have given me complete freedom to do this ... that is why I am not trampling like you. Living a Happy Life ... "
 There was a lot of pride and arrogance in his tone and style ... while contempt for Saleem and his parents ... but Saleem Nawaz had no worries about that. He was worried that the call was getting longer and he had only fifty rupees in his pocket. He saw the ghost of the owner of the phone booth dancing around him.
 "Now stop making excuses and come straight to me ... today I am alone at home ..."
 Saleem Nawaz's heart beats at once. Sheena was alone in the house. Saleem Nawaz did not know why it was not appropriate to meet him at that time. But at the same time, full of curiosity also took root in him. He was in awe of Sheena's emirate.
 "Actually, Sheena, it is not possible for me to come at this time. I will come tomorrow."
 Saleem Nawaz did not know why this word came out of his mouth but Sheena cut him off.
 "Reason?"
 Saleem Nawaz did not want to give a reason.
 "Why are you doing this to me?"
 Saleem cut his hair, pulling it tightly.
 "I don't have any money, Sheena ..."
 She screamed and a smile appeared on Sheena's lips.
 "Oh, you were bothering me for so much? Tell me, where are you now?"
 Saleem gave him the address in a defeated manner. Sheena got up from her seat as soon as she noticed.
 "I'm coming knowing ... wait for me right there ... !!"
 Sheena was very happy and Saleem Nawaz was very upset.
 "No, Sheena ... how are you?"
 Sheena smiled and interrupted him.
 "Oh come on Saleem ... I have a car and I know how to drive ..."
 Sheena said a call and hung up. Saleem Nawaz was stunned. No woman in his family had ever driven, at least he hadn't seen anyone do it and Sheena was saying ...
                    He was surrounded by these thoughts and as soon as he came out, the owner of the phone booth saw him waiting for him.
 Saleem Nawaz looked at his grim face and thought ... At most twenty-five will be above. I will borrow ...
 "Hundred Rupees..." The shopkeeper stared at him, "Forty rupees for the last and sixty rupees for the second call."
 "Hundred Rupees?"
 Seeing the wind blowing on Saleem's face, the shopkeeper's meter turned.
 "Hey, get the money out ... hurry up !!"
 Saleem looked at him with a sad face and put his hand in his pocket ... the shopkeeper was constantly staring at him.
 "Uncle, this is fifty rupees ... I have the rest ..."
 The heavy shopkeeper grabbed his neck in his claws.
 "Abe, you didn't have the money, so why did you make such a long call?" He jerked Saleem's neck and he bubbled with pain ... "Eats for free? I'll tell you too ..."
 "I will give ... Uncle I will give ..."
 Saleem Nawaz shouted.
 "Where will you give it from? Tell me, son of a thief ... I already had doubts about you ... I can't find bread to eat and come to make calls as a hero ..."
 He gave another blow to Saleem's neck ... then a car came to a halt in front of him ... out of which a twenty five year old girl dressed in skinny jeans and short T-shirt came out ... expensive on her face There was a layer of make-up that made her look twenty-two years old. By the way, she had told Saleem Nawaz that she was sixteen years old, but Saleem had no objection to that.
 "Leave it ..."
 He spoke angrily, but the shopkeeper was still staring at him, dripping with resin.
 "Didn't you hear? I said leave it ... !!"
 Sheena stepped forward and pulled Saleem towards her ... Then he panicked ...
 "No, he didn't pay me ... he misrepresented me ..."
 The shopkeeper's tone was completely changed ... He was staring at Sheena's body with the eyes that Saleem wanted to scratch his eyes but to do so he needed strength, he had strength or wealth ... so he stood silently with his head bowed.
                          Sheena took money out of her jeans pocket and hit Saleem on the head without counting. Saying this, she grabbed Saleem's hand and took him towards the car. Saleem Nawaz had seen many forms of Sheena but today he was overwhelmed. He was jealous of Sheena's fearlessness and self-confidence. Sheena was then Sheena. There could be no one like him.
                                        The car sped away. Saleem Nawaz was thankful that Sheena had saved him from further embarrassment by not asking him about this bad temper but he did not know that there is a certain price to be paid for everything in this world. ۔ Especially when one person is doing so much good to another person for no reason. Selflessness is only a characteristic of Allah, who is tired of giving, does not show and does not demand return. That is why we do not get tired of asking him, but we stretch out our hands in front of man and think a hundred times, hesitate ... because "man" can never be "God".
                In less than five minutes, the car stopped in front of a magnificent bungalow. Saleem Nawaz was amazed at the beauty of this green area. Every house here was more than one.