"Main Fajahad Husaain sona chahta hoon" (I Fajahad Hussain wants to sleep)
the legs covered with washed and pressed white Shalwar
moving forward on the soft cream coloured tiles of the modish and chic
house with black school shoes “Fajahad uth gaya?” (Has Fajahad waked up?)
the fast moving lips for others from which words were coming slowly
interrogatively asking one of the peon about her brother.
“Pata nahi” (Don’t know) he replied but that reply was
negative for her “Acha” (Okay) she started to move forward fastly murmuring
“Fajahad bhi na” (Fajahad is urhhh) .
She marched in his room. “Uff ho” she irritated when find
him hiding in his blanket. She was gazing at curtains which were still hiding window their behind. She grimaced at him. she rushed in room, stepping
on the floor heavily with her pony tail moving too up and down, looking 18 year
old in white and blue school uniform. She removed the curtains with strength.
The rays of sun could enter in his quiet large room. Now they rays could pass. As the shiny waking up rays of sun
striked on closed eyes of Fajahad, his eyes felt some irritation. " kya
hai" (What happen) he grimaced tightening his eyes he did not want to
open. Fingers holding his furry blanket, put it on his face at once.
She stood near the bed in front of Fajahad,
sleeping on bed facing his back "Fajahad, utho" ( Fajahad wake up)
she shouted loudly, bangs were coming out on her face.
"Jao yahan se" ( Go away from there)
he replied hidden in blanket with sleepy eyes and grimace.
"Fajahad utho, ajj college ka pehla din
hai!" (Fajahad wake up, today is first day of college) as she shouted
today is college, his eyes opened wide at once, his want of sleep on his
comfortable bed under the blanket was gone. He sat on bed with sudden, threw
blanket on one side and jumped
near the study table on whose chair his pressed uniform was kept.
"What are you doing, man?" she remained with astonishment that what
happened to her brother/ She was
astonished from his extreme boost up with lots of energy ,making pathetic
facial expression of opened mouth showing her astonishment and disapproval. He
took on uniform shirt on his grey shirt which he had already worn.
"Pehley uthne ka naam nahi le raha tha aur
jab uth gaya tou superman ban ne ki kar raha hai!" ( first he was not in
mood of waking up and when he woke up he is in mood of becoming superman) she
was annoyed by his behaviour.
He took pants in his hands. He lifted his feet
to wear it on his pyjamas but Farah's mouth opened quiet enough and she shouted
Andar jao! andar jao! (go inside go inside) pushing him towards the washroom.
He pushed her hard "main kyun andar jao" he resisted like naughty
kids " tum bahir jao"(You go out) he ordered like mischievous and
cute kids who have sharp minds.
He started pushing her outside his room. He pushed
her outside his room. He locked the room. Put his pants on his pyjamas and smiled "ab sirf brush aur mun dhona baki
hai"(now brushing teeth and washing face is left only) he was standing
like a super hero with hands on his waist in front of window occupying most of
the wall. He smiled. He stepped forward to brush and wash his face.
---
"Mummy" running down white
stairs made of shining white marble on which sunlight, coming in from windows
quite above on the soft of white coloured walls, reflecting. "Yeh mujhey
na kaha karein Fajahad ko uthanne ko” (Mummy don’t ask me to wake up Fajahad),she
came down and plopped into sofa, placed in front of counter kitchen. “Kya
hogaya aaj nahi utha hua tha warna tou humesha pehle se hi uth kar baitha hua
hota hai” (What happened, he had not waked up already today otherwise normally
he is waked up already Farkhanda was taking Fajahad’s side indirectly. “pehle
uth nahi raha tha”(Firstly he was not waking up) she was telling her about his
son. “Liken jab main ne kaha college ka pehla din hai”(But when I said today is
first day of college) she was looking at her. “Oh oh achanak se uth gaya” (Oh
he woke up suddenly) she raised her eyebrows. “Apne nightsuit ke upar uniform
pehane laga” (he started to wear uniform on his night suit) she said
negatively.
“Mummy” Fajahad was
running down on the stairs, putting his shirt in the pant to do shirting to
look cool.
“Think of the devil and
devil return” she murmured
“Van agai kya” (Has van
arrived) he asked suddenly.
“Main yahan tumhe nazar
nahi arahi kya” (Cant yousee I am sitting here) she grimaced.
He looked at her than
turned towards Farkhanda, “Acha tou phir main jar aha hoon” (Okay, so I am
going).
As he stepped forward to
go college by bus, the booming honk of school van made him to run and exclaim
“Van agai!” (Van has arrived).
He ran to the van with
high pace like children run towards the hawkers selling candies and chocolates
and entered in it with sudden “Oh” he blew out air from his mouth, “Kaise ho
yaar” (How are you guys?) he looked at them asking frankly with eager.
‘fajahad” Imran sitting behind hugged him “Kaisa hai”
(How are you) he was going to answer him btut he came up with slap to him
“Salle jumme wale din aaya bhi nahi” (Stupid you have not come on Friday).
‘abay yaar busy tha” (I
was busy man). He was laughing.
He gave sardonic look and
then “Oh yeah busy” he gave scornful smile. He glowered and punched him at
stomach “idiot”.
“Acha na sorry” he was
pleading him. he hugged as friend.
“Oye Qasim” (Qasim!) he
handshaked with him “Kaisa hai?” (How are you?)
he greeted with ecstasy.
“Cha lab andar ho” (Okay
now go inside) he sat with.
“Aur Aliza tum sunao” (And
Aliza what about you) he waved his hand “Kaisi ho?”(How are you?).
“Perfectly fine” she
amused.
“Hello guys” Farah entered
in van.
“Shukar aaj hi k din mein
aagai” (Thank god you have come within today).
She grimaced at him.
“Shukar” (Thank god), he
murmured as she entered in van after few minutes. “AHH” Farah felt a jerk and
was pushed backward as the van driver started to drive suddenly with high pace.
“Aur yaar US mein kya kiya?”
(And what you did in US?), he was talking to his friend.
“Main wahan”, he was going to
tell him his visits but he dashed out of the van as the van stopped at Gulshan
e Iqbal street no. 12 in front of the well built bungalow of one storey whose
paint in falling down.
“Poooooooo” van driver played
the bell to alert Mr. student to leave the bed and come out quickly.
"Farhan!” he shouted as Farhan came out of
the house and ran to him.
“Fajahad” he whispered.
"Oye mere jigar kaisa hai tu" (How are
you my friend), Fajahad completely excited and eager to have a gangster’s hug.
“Main theek tu bata” (I am
fine what about you), he glared at him.
“Main” (Me), as he was going
to answer him he punched him “Saley chution mein ek bar bhi July mein milne
nahi aaya” (You idiot, did not come to
meet me in July even once). He was punching on his back.
“Arrat yaar who” (Oh bro I),
Fajahand whose back was bent was going
to answer but as the bell rang and they got to hear yelling “Van mein aao”
(Come in van), they both had to go in van.
His bell worked. Within
minutes they were on their seats.
--
At
College.
The diary of school days was not going to be closed;
it would remain open because they were going to fill it with the moments of
college now.
"Samar", he exclaimed with joy, opened
his hands to hug him, coming in school under the blue sky having a decoration
peace called, Sun which shines a lot, expressing the starting of the day and
the starting of the day of them is filled with ecstasy and euphoria.
"Oye Fajahad" (Fajahad), exclaimed
with excitement, coming near with open hands to hug him.
At entry they hand a gangster hug and bring
smile on every face.
"Yar van mein kyon Nahi aya?" (Why you
did not come in van?” he asked very friendly, standing in front of each other.
"I have planned to give you a
surprise", he replied, stood beside him.
"Oh", he laughed.
--
Vertical lines in front of each other made by
students of school and college according to their section by standing behind
and beyond each other under the clouds, shinning because the hidden sun was
shing so brightly but today that shining was not annoying them because the sun
was smiling too. Talking in lines brought smile on their faces.
"Subha Bakhair" (Good Morning), wished
by headmistress, Mrs. Karim to students, dressed in green Shalwar Kameez and
had short hair till neck through mike, to make them look up and leave their
topic on which they discussing for minutes.
"Good Morning", thousands of children
chorused.
Teachers to students, students to peons, stood
straight with straight shoulders and posture suddenly, when the tune of
Qaumi Tarana, passed through their ears into brain to realize them that
there is respect of National Song.
"Nice to see your respect for our National
Anthem", Miss Ann commented, who had beautiful big eyes, good complexion
and was covered with Shalwar kameez and Duppatta. “How was your holidays?”, she
asked with joy and laugh to all students. “Awesome!”, they shouted with joy.
“Ha ha ha”, she laughed on mike. “Okay now go to your respective classes”, she
ordered friendly.
(yeh sound kabhi jaan nahi
chore ga” ( This sound would never leave us), A boy irritated on the pain
staking sound which was being played to made
all the lines of students walk to their classes but that sound made
beginners and college students to walk at the boards where their sections
are mentioned.
--
BOARD A and BOARD B
Board A for pre-medical students, information
was given to them by senior teachers. Crowd of pre-medical students searching
for their sections on that white board placed near the building which was
behind the stage. It was quiet large.
"Sections of beginners are mentioned in
right column", student, standing very near the board informed loudly.
Beginners of pre-medical didn't do anything
except shifting their position from left to right and make it like a shop of
fish market.
Everyone was pushing each
other, making their way to stand near the board to find their section. Boys
didn’t know where their ties are going and duppattas of girls were sweeping the
ground.
"142997= PM1-G", Sadia standing near
the board moved her finger from left side where GR number of students were
printed to right i.e. section written side.
"Arey tera aur mera section ek hi hai"
(My and your section is same), Farhan exclaimed with happiness to Fajahad,
standing near the Board B towards its left side, putting their hands on the
shoulders of each other , chuckling to see their same section. The crowd of
twenty or more than twenty students was behind them, pressurising them and
creating panic by asking of their sections. His movement was being controlled
by his fellows standing behind because everyone pushing and pulling him from
here and there.
"Yar yahan se nikalte hain" (we should
go out from there), Fajahad advised after being fed up from them surrending him
and Farhan pushing and pulling him like a tool.
They left the crowd,hanged their bags and left
the ground, surrounded by two huge departments of college. "Oye chakay
tera section kiya hai" (hey, bender, what is your section?), Danish asked
while going in a crowd, standing in ground where was a great rush, going here
and there, of students.
"PE1-O hai, hum dono ka" (PE1 O, is
the section of both of us), they replied, standing in ground, in a rush.d
Here and there was being searched by Farah in
girls' column of Board B for her section but unable to find, standing very near
to the board, the crowd was very behind her,
"Farah what is my section", one by one
asking her to tell their section. She was too facing the same situation as
Fajahad faced after all she was dog’s bullocks among her friends.
Her friend saved her from the mountain of pressurizing
and panic creating students by pulling her hand out from the crowd.
"Tumhara section PE1- R hai" (Your
section is PE1-R), her friend informed standing in front of her.
She relived her tension of searching for
section.
"Thanks for solving my problem", she
thanked, taking calmful breathe, standing in ground open from upside. Her brown
hair was coming on her face breating with opened mouth.
Two departments of college, pre medical
department (PM) and other was pre engineering (PE), had a crowd of students
entering with bags on their shoulder wearing uniform that was white shirt with
dark blue tie and pants of boys and white shalwar kameez with dark blue dupatta
and collar was the uniform of girls. Chilling and euphoria filled in the hearts
of students was coming on their faces which were decorated with their smile and
laugh. Here and there in their classes they were entering, sitting beside or
behind their friends group.
Boys of first year of pre engineering, entered
in their sections that were PE1-B, PE1-O, PE1-Y and PE1-S.
Girls of pre engineering had following
sections, PE1-G, PE1-I, PE1-R and PE1-L.
Girls of pre medical had PM1-G, PM1-I, PM1-R and
PM1-L sections and boys of pre medical had PM1-B, PM1-O, PM-1-Y and PM1-S
sections.
“Finally we are together
again” the dog’s bullocks, Fajahad was sitting in centre of his group with
chill.
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