Teri meri anaa 16

Recap:
"Baba .. i dont understand.. is it a joke or something?" Moiz heeran sa kehne laga..
"Moiz mujhse behas mat karo!" Unhun ne ik dam durshtagi se kaha..
Moiz ab ki baar bol na saka...

Now read:

Azam sahab us ko yunhi chup chor k study se nikal gaye. Darwaza band hone ki awaz se Moiz ko ik dam jaise hosh aya. woh taizi se un k peeche lapka... " Baba.. Baba..."
" MoiZ  iss waqt tamasha mat karo." Unhuen ne hanoz darushtagi se us se baat ki to Moiz ko ik dam ghussa aa gaya.
"Abhi mene koi baat shuru kahan ki hai baba? why are you reacting like this as if you dont want to listen to me?"
"Yes! That is correct. I dont want to listen to you. I am giving you a way out. Leave this topic."
" Way out??? what are you talking about? "
Shor ki awaz sun k Moiz ki ami bhi kamere se bahir a agaien.
"Kheriyat? iss waqt kia...." shohar aur bete ki taraf dekhte huwe abhi un ka jumla na mukamal tha k Azam sahab ne un ki baat kaat di.
"Samjhao apni oolad ko..  jo baat men keh ra hun us men behas na karey."
" Likin Baba abhi koi baat hoi kahan hai? I never got a chance to say anything at all.. i am not a kid Baba. ap iss tarhan ka behavior nahi rakh sakte."
"Moiz. beta araam se baat karo, tumare abu hain." unhun ne pass aa k moiz ko bazu se pakar k apni taraf mora.
"Ami ajeeb batien ker rahe hian Baba bhi... yun baat kerni hai to theek hai.. Men har haal men Mehr se hi shadi karoon ga.. Ap ziddi hain to men bhi ap ka hi beta hun!" ghusse men woh apna bazoo chura k bola aur qadam bahir ki taraf bharha diye.
Acha khasa mahol ik dam se iss hadh tak badal gaya tha k na moiz kuch sunney ko tayar tha na hi azam sahab  ka ghussa thanda hone men aa ra tha. 
" Nahi ho tum mere betey! Mera khoon hotey to itni behas na kerte, meri baat samajhtey.... Parai oolad parai hi rehti hai hamesha" 
Moiz baironi darwaze k pass ruk gaya.. har cheez jaise Azam sahab ki baat ki baat sun k sakit ho gai thi. Moiz ne suna k us ki ami ne "Ya Allah!"  kaha hai.. un ki band ankhoon se ansoo beh k un k chehre pe aa gaye they.
"Really?  you will go so low just to make sure i dont marry the girl of my choice?"
" aap gaali dien gey mujhe?? apni biwi ko?"
Azam sahab kuch na boley... shyd woh apne alfaz pe pachta rahe they.. 
Moiz ko yaqeen nahi aaya k yeh woh shakhs hai, 28 saal jiss ki har bat us ne farz samajh k manni hai.. 
woh chalta huwa wapis palat aaya aur un k qareeb khara ho gaya... un ki ankhoon men ankhien daal k bola :
 " Kash men waqai ap ka beta na hota. "
Azam Sahab sard mehri se chand lamhe us ko dekhte rahe..aur phir boley to un ka lehja un ki ankhon se ziada sard tha.. " tum nahi ho mere bete Moiz."

Moiz ko shock laga. Kahien na kahien iss ghusse k neeche yeh umeed dabbi thi k Baba us k mun pe ik thappar mar k kahien gey k bakwas mat karo. tum mere bete ho. aur khabardar jo aainda yeh baat sochi! 
Moiz ko laga ik dam us k paoon k neeche zameen, pani ban gai hai... aur asmaan mehaz khalla ... Moiz ko apna app kissi haqeer keere se bhi kamtar mehsus ho ra tha.. us ko samajh hi nahi aa rahi thi k us ko kia kerna chae.. Ik lamhe men jab koi ap se ap ki shanakht, ap ka waqar, ap ka naam cheen le to insaan ko kia kerna chae... 18 kharab ki abaadi wali iss dunia men ik dam woh Moiz Azam se Nobody ho gaya tha.

Teri meri anaa. 15

Recap:
Moiz ne waqai bohat acha gaya tha.. sab us ka ganaa sun k taaliyan baja rahe they.. sab se nazar bacha k us ne Mehru ko ishara kia " for you"
jawaban mehru ne araam se palkien jhapka k jawab dia.." i know!"

Now read:
Mehr us din k baad Moiz ki call ka wait keti rahi likin us ka intezar, intezar hi raha... 3 din bad us ne suna k Moiz wapis challa gaya hai... 

Moiz ne Gharri pe e nazar daali, raat k 10 bajh rahe they.. woh aapne Abu ki study k bahir aa k khara ho gaya.. haath darwwaze k handle pe rakha aur wapis khainch lia..
" maloom  nahi iss waqt baat kerna theek bhi ho g ya nahi.."
us ne chand lamhe phir socha aur phir handle ko halke se ghuma dia.. aaista se darwaza khol us ne jhanka..Azam sahab study k ik kone men rakhe leather k sofey pe baithe bohat inhimak se kissi kitab k muta'aley men mashghool they.  Moiz k qadmon ki ahaat hoi to unhun ne ankhien utha k ussey dekh.
:" kia baat hai amoiz, kheriyat?"
'ji baba"
"aoo baitho"
"ap buzy to nahi hain?"
"nahi bus.. kuch warq gardani ker raha tha.. tum soye nahi?."
moiz ne un k khushgawar mood ko acha gumaan kia.. aur thora relax ho gaya.
"nhi baba... woh IK baat kerni thi ap se." phir bhi Moiz zara confuse ho hi gaya.. pehli dafa apni shadi ki baat kerne ja ra tha, itna to hona hi tha.
" ji beta bolien." unhun ne kitab oondhi ker k maaiz pe rakh di.
"Baba , i was thinking k ... agar .. Baba mien .."
"Moiz??" unhun ne us ko gehri nazroon se dekh k kaha.
" i want to get married, actually."
"WHAT??" yeh sun k Azam sahab zor se qehqaha laga k hans parey" that's great."
Moiz bhi hans dia...khamkha itna nervous ho ra tha.
"whose the lucky girl , my son?"
" ummm.. mehr."
Moiz ne us ka naam le k baba ki taraf dekha.. shyd us ko laga tha k baba dobara itni hi khushi ka izhar karien gey per wahan ik jamid khamoshi aa gai thi.
" who mehr?"
"baba our own mehr... my cousin.. i mean..." Moiz garbara gaya.. mehr ka kia tahruf tha, woh bhool hi gaya..
" moiz .. tum ne aaisa socha bhi kaise?" ik aur sard nigah.
Moiz chup ka chup reh gaya..
" Baba men.."
"bhool jao is sab baat ko.. aur jao.. so jao ja k.." yeh kehte hi woh khud bhi uth kharey huwe..
"Baba .. i dont understand.. is it a joke or something?" Moiz heeran sa kehne laga..
"Moiz mujhse behas mat karo!" Unhun ne ik dam durshtagi se kaha..
Moiz ab ki baar bol na saka...

Teri meri ana 14

Recap:
kaanch k bowl chaknachur ho gaya aur sath jo awaz aii...likin mehr aur mia ne koi dhehan nahi tha.. 
Mia mehr ko hairat se dekh rahi thi aur Mehr.... Mehr ko koi idea nahi tha k ussey kia kerna chae ab!

Now read:
"Mehru soo gai ho kia?" Mia ne us ka ghoongat utha k kaha..
"uh haaan?" mehru ne us ko khali nazroon se dekha.. usey kuch lamhe laggey wapis haal men aney mein.. Woh peela jorra pehne baithi thi.. us ki mehendi ho rahi thi.. 
"Rasmien shuru ker rahe hain na... "
us ne kuch kaha nahi bus halke se sar hila dia.. ik dam se itni thakaan mehsos ho rahi thi k dukhi hona b boojh lag raha tha.
bus us ka dil cha ra tha k jaldi jaldi yeh waqt guzar jaye.. woh apne kamre men akeli ho.. iss bojh se azad .. aur phr yeh raat kabhi khatam na ho.. kabhi woh subha na aye jab us ne tayar hone tha, nikaahname pe dastakht kerna tha aur rukhsat ho k chale jana tha... bilal k sath...
tamam rasmon k darmiyan mehru behiss baithi rahi. waqt guzari k liye.. us ka bus chalta to challi jati wahan se kissi ka bhi khayal kiye baghair.. 

Zindagi men rishte jitna kuch dete hain us se ziada wasool ker lete hain.. baap ki izzat, maa k ansoo, behen ka mustaqbil, khandaan ka naam... itni zanjeerien pehna dete hain jitni bardasht nahi hoteen.. Phir har faisle men yehi factors hotey hain, hum  hamari khushi, hamari zindagi kahien bohat peeche reh jati hia... woh zindagi jiss ka faisla dosre kerte hain likin guzarni humien perti hain.. napasandeeda logoon. napasandeeda rishtoon aur na pasandeeda halaat k sath.. us waqt koi agey barh k madad nhi kerta.. kerna chahe tab b nhi ker sakta.. aur itna zarf bhi nhi hota k maafi maang lien.. tab kissi k pass koi hal nahi hota.. sirf dua hoti hai bina yaqeen k..

Bilakhir 2 bajey k qareeb us ne mia ko bula k keh dia k woh thak gai hai, araam kerna chati hai.. Bina apa us ko andar le gaien.. Hall men pohanch k us ne un ko kaha :" Bina apa men chali jaun g.. ap enjoy karien."
dopatta sar se hata k woh aaista aaista serhiyan charhne laggi.. Ghar mukamal khamoshi men dobba huwa tha.. ik do jaga k ilawa baqi lights bhi off theen.. uper ja k wo pichli taraf wali balcony men aa gai.. jahan koi us ko dekh nahi sakta tha.. wo lakri k jhoole pe lait gai.. asaan bohat saaf tha.. aur us saaf kaley asman k darmiyan adha sa chand jagmaga raha tha... Mehru ko laga wo chand us ki zaat ki tarhan adhora tha.. bohat se sitaroon k jhurmat men tanha.. aur mangey ki roshni se jagmata huwa... Agr Suraj apni roshni hata le to chaand kia hai bhalla.. ik tareeq, badnuma siyara.. phr deta koi kabhi channd ki misaaal? koi shair, koi likhari bhalla tab chaand ko istiarey k liye istamal kerta.. is ki khubsurati ka zikr kerta, apne mehboob se milata? Log bus zahir ko hi dekhte hain.. zahir ko hi dekhna chahte hain.. Na koi haqeeqat dekhta hai , na kissi k pass itna hosla hota hai k haqeeqat ka samna ker sakkey.. zindagi mien sab ko jhooti roshni wala chaand chae hota hai..


Khirki men zara halchal hoi to Moiz ki ankh khul gai.. Ghar to khali tha, sab log mehendi per they phir yeh kon hai Balcony mien.. wo aram se utha aur khirki k pass aa k zara sa parda sirka k dekha...
"Mehru."
Ussey hairat hoi yeh yahan kia kr rahi hai.. is ko to mehendi men hona chae.. 
Ankhien band ker k jhule pe wo yun laiti thi k chand ki halki halki us k chehre pe per rahi thi... 
"woh chand jaisi larki..." beikhtiyar moiz k zehen mien aya..
aur phir Moiz ne dekha k us ki band ankh se ansoo beh nikla ..
woh roye g, Moiz janta tha aur wo zehni torr pe tayar b tha Mehru k ansoo'un k liye likin khamoshi men bahaya huwa ik ansoo bhi ab moiz se bardasht nhi ho ra tha.. ussey ehsas huwa k agar Mehr us k samne men ik dafa b roo jati to wo janey kia deta per yeh na kerta.. Acha huwa jo Mehru us k samne kamzorr nahi pari...
Parda peeche ker k woh khirki k paas zameen pe baith gaya.. sheehshe k parr wo larki jiss k baghair Moiz ko kuch acha nahi lagta tha.. Ik waqt Moiz ka dil chaha k us ko pukarey.. kia tha.. kuch qadmoon ka fasla to tha... agar wo himaat ker leta to.. 
Ussey yaad anay laga jab sab se pehli dafa us ne sab k samne Mehru ko indirectly kuch kaha tha.. Ussey hairat hoi thi k kissi ko pata kiun nahi challa tha..

Taqreeban 6 ya 7 maheene pehle Bina aur Yousaf k bete k paidaish pe woh sab log ikathey huwe they/.. wo bhi Canada se aya huwa tha.. Papa se baat kerni thi us ne .. likin us se pehle yeh function aagaya tha.. Mehru ko guitar bohat pasand tha aur wo Canada se guitar seekh k aya tha.. Mehru k liye surprise tha.. us ne Mehru k liye bohat se gaane bhi seekhe they. pehli dafa ussey ehsas huwa tha k us ki awaz achi khassi hai..

"Moiz pata hai men kiss se shadi karoon ?" ik dafa chatting k dorran mehru ne kaha.
"haan pata hai." omlette k liye anda whip kerte huwe moiz ne kaha .
"hain tumien kaise pata chala?" mehru ki awaz men hairat thi.
"like .. iss men kon c rocket science hai.. tum mujhse shadi karo g, ofcrse" Moiz ne muskurahat dbaa k kaha.
"oh ho haan.. likin phir b.. batao na.."
"acha nahi pata.."
"jo banda guitar bajae aur jab poora chand ho to terrace pe baith k mere liye gana gaye.. aur haan coffee bhi bana k laye."
"sarey kaam wo karey ga to tum kia karo g." 
" bus kam ki paarii hai tumien.. men coffee peeun g, gane sunoon g aur khush hoon g aur phir i will fall in love bhi na.."
" aray wah.. itne kaam karo g tum .. thak jao g na" moiz hansa..
" ya ryt.. aur mujhe laga k abhi ap omellete chor k guitar class join kerne bhagien gey."mehru ne mun bana k kaha.
" hahahahha.. lo g .. ab itni b hadh nhi ha chanda"
 likin moiz ne waqai weekend pe ja k guitar ki class join ker li thi.. He had discovered that every dream of Mehru's was worth living. 

Bache k Aqeeqe k din dinner k bad, jab sab log baithey they to woh apna guitar le aya..
" i just thought k thora shugal ho jaye." sab ne ghaur se ussey dekha to wo thora garbara gaya.
"wowww guitar bajana ata hai tumien??" hassan ne sab se pehle uth k guitar check kia.. us ko b guitar ka craze tha..
aur phir dekhte dekhte poori mehfil set ho gai..
hassan ko bohat acha guitar bajana aata tha .. us ne bohat acha gaya.. aur phr bari bari hassan k sath sab ne apna talent dikhaya.. akhir men Moiz ki baari aii..
" men bus ik hi gana sunaoon ga.. mene ik hi k lyrics yaad kiye huwe hain"

Guitar pakarte huwe, chair pe baithte huwe aur sab ko face kerte huwe Moiz thora sa confuse ho ra tha likin jis lamhe wo wahan baitha aur us ne mehru ko dekha .. uss ki saari confusion dur ho gai.. 
us ne Mehru ki ankhoon men dekh li thi .. khushi , excitment aur 'fall in love' wali feeling,,

I don't want another pretty face
I don't want just anyone to hold
I don't want my love to go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul
I know that you are something special
To you I'd be always faithful
I want to be what you always needed
Then I hope you'll see the heart in me
I don't want another pretty face
I don't want just anyone to hold
I don't want my love to go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul
You're the one I wanna chase
You're the one I wanna hold
I won't let another minute go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul
Your beautiful soul, yeah
You might need time to think it over
But I'm just fine moving forward
I'll ease your mind
If you give me the chance
I will never make you cry c`mon let's try
Am I crazy for wanting you?
Maybe do you think you could want me too?
I don't wanna waste your time
Do you see things the way I do?
I just wanna know that you feel it too
There is nothing left to hide
I don't want another pretty face
I don't want just anyone to hold
I don't want my love to go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul
Moiz ne waqai bohat acha gaya tha.. sab us ka ganaa sun k taaliyan baja rahe they.. sab se nazar bacha k us ne Mehru ko ishara kia " for you"
jawaban mehru ne araam se palkien jhapka k jawab dia.." i know!"

26-04-2013

Yesterday was my birthday. My 24th birthday to be precise. Funny how quickly the time has passed. Like you know I am actually so grown up there is no other way except finally accepting the fact. like seriously in coming 5 , 6 years i might be using anti-aging cream.. hahaha .scary. Never in my life did i want a stop watch more!
I have left behind immaturity, silliness, loads n loads of emotions, my narrow vision, stupidity, childish behavior and God knows what.
I have started to surprise myself now with the amount of maturity , a new level of intellect, the situation analysis capabilities, the strength, the vision, the decision making power... i feel like my mother in so many ways. That little kid in me is just fading away... everyday.. and it feels like i am edging towards a newer version of me... I have to admit that i am little scared to meet her! Who knows what she'll make me do.. What if she is really uncool?
I started this blog to state about the awesome day I had yesterday with my friends. You know when I was a kid I used to see my friends blowing candles on their birthday cakes, i never got  a chance to do that. That wasnt our family tradition but i always wanted it. I guess we all want it.. Who wouldn't want to blow candles on the cake while everybody is clapping and singing the birthday song and the you get to make a wish too...
I got my wish yesterday.. I cut the cake while my friends clapped and sung .. and the weather was so good. the winds and drizzle and lightning .. It was perfect!
I had never thought for once that i'd be celebrating my 24th birthday in Islamabad. Life is too long to make early judgement.
I dont want this post to be philosophical but like i said i feel like the mature part of me is trying to take over the silly childish impulsive writer in me.. but then again, 24th birthday blow has hit me pretty hard and its too early to say anything about the damages. Once the effects wear off i might realise that nothing has changed and i survived the blow but until then...  i am a little dazed..
SHOOTS! i want to mention that how awesome yesterday was... everybody wished me... they made me feel on the top of the world and i felt like the luckiest person on the earth!
There were people i missed  a hell lot also.. my sister who was abroad, my mom, my siblings , my frnds... my Grandmother...
some called me , some couldnt... and there were some who could have called and chose not too and some shouldnt have but still did...
so i got a taste of everything:)
that's life.. it keeps throwing situations at your face, "deal with them, man!" It shouts and then what choice do you have?
Growing up is like achieving the next level in games. you have more power and your tasks are difficult too.
One time a little student of mine stated that " Ma'am I want to be of your age. You have money and you know things and you have beautiful clothes and you dont have to do homework. you can do what you like!"
It made me smile. I just couldnt tell that Its not this simple baby.

Anyway... its just that no matter how much we wish for it, time is never gonna stop. and lets face it We have switched teams from teenagers to early twenties to almost mid twenties.. we are moving on n on!
And the best we can do about it to make it a good move on.. Use our knowledge, education, skill and humanity to the best of our abilities and strive for a change... not in other people's life,or in society but in ourselves.. we are all flawed .. Let's heal ourselves!

Btw that was my birthday wish too.... " let me be healed!"

Happy birthday ! =)

Teri meri ana 13

Recap:
Moiz se milne k baad, mehru ki zindagi men bohat tabdeeli ai thi.. us ko laga jaise pehle who ‘sleeping beauty’ thi.. aur ab ik shehzade k chu lene se zinda ho gai hai.. Aj se pehle zindagi kia thi? Mehru ko yaad nhi aya k is se pehle us ki zindagi ka maqsad kia tha… balkey us ki zindagi mien tha hi kia…

Now read:
skype, facebook, viber.. shyd hi aaisa koi medium ho jiss k through moiz ka mehru k sath rabta nahi tha..Canada aa k bhi Moiz ka dil Pakistan men hi tha. Us ko mehr itni achi lagne laggi thi k din ka adha hissa us ka yeh sochtey aur yh poochtey guzar jata tha k woh kia ker rahi hai? kaisi hai? kuch chae to nahi us ko...
Apne bohat busy schedule men se bhi woh time nikalta tha kiun k us ko ehsas tha k Mehru us ki routine nahi hai balkey us ki routine k sab kamoon se ziada important hai. Sab se achi baat ussey mehru ki yeh lagti thi k ussey ehsas tha k us ki routine tough hai,, aur kabhi b us ko disturb nahi krti thi..jab us ka Moiz se baatien kerne ka dil kerta tha to us ko msges kerti thi .. email kerti thi.. skype pe chatting kerti thi likin Moiz ko force nahi kerti thi k abhi jawab b do..
" tum perh rahe hotey ho na.. to bus :)  aur waise b jab farigh hote ho to mujhse hi baatien kerte ho na"

Moiz ka Pakistan shift hone ka plan tha.. bus in 6 maheenun men us ne sab kuch wind up ker k wapis jana tha, achi si job join kerni thi , mehru se shadi kerni thi aur bus.. sarri zindagi aaram se guzarni thi.. yeh us ki zindagi ka plan tha. likin us se pehle us ko baba se baat kerni thi Mehru k barey men.. waise to ofcourse yeh ik formality hi thi likin ab ami baba ko to batana tha na . 

6 months later:

"Moiz kal mera paper hai." 
" I know sweetheart.. you will do great!"
"dont call me that!"
"call you what?"
"that S word"
"why not?"
"acha nahi lagta moiz"
"mujhe to acha lagta hai"
"yeh badtameezi hoti hai."
"what??? how come?"
"kissi ki beti ko yun kehna"
"hahahahahahaha... kissi ki beti.. kissi ki beti shouldnt have taken my breath away then!"
" mera ppr hai naa kalll...... :( :( "
" you will rock it.. you are a genius n you know it."
"u think so?"
" i can bet my life on it if u want"
"nahi :D thank you ... acha perhne do ab"
" :( "
" cry baby"
" study hard kiddo"
"ai ai captain!"

8 months later:

' Coming to Pakistan next week. Gonna talk to Baba about us. keep your fingers crossed"
Mehru ne sham k 5 bajey yeh text perha... asoolan to usey khush hona chae tha, aur woh thi b bohat khush.. likin sath sath excited bhi thi aur ik anjana sa khauf.. agar uncle ne mana ker dia to? which was absurb.. bina apa aur yousaf lala ki shadi k baad to un ki family bohat close aa gai thi.. mehru ko pre bridal attacks ho rahe they.. 
us ne abhi tak yeh baat kissi se share nahi ki thi.. siwae apni best friend meryum k.. per meryum aj kal UK gai hoi thi... mehru ko laga k Mia se usey yeh baat share krni chae.. halankey bohat imkaan tha k Mia us ko jan se maar deti k behen hone k bawajood us ko yeh baat ab bataii ja rahi thi... likin baharhaal mehru ne yeh kerna tha..

Mia kitchen men noodles bana rahi thi .. aj kal us ki dieting arooj per thi.. 
"Mia ,?"
"kia?" noodles ko bowl men nikalte huwe mia ne jawab dia.
" mene tumien ik bohat important baat batani hai." mehru ne aram se kaha.. ussey samajh nhi aa rahi thi k kaise act karey.
" batao" mia ka dhehan noodles pe tha.
" kamre men chalien?"
" nahi"
" mia plz na"
" mehru dramey na karo.. batao yaheen pe."
" ok. Moiz ne mujhe propose kia hai."
"what?" Mia ik dam zor se palti.. aur sath hi hath lagne se noodles ka bowl phisal k zameen pe aa girra..
kaanch k bowl chaknachur ho gaya aur sath jo awaz aii...likin mehr aur mia ne koi dhehan nahi tha.. 
Mia mehr ko hairat se dekh rahi thi aur Mehr.... Mehr ko koi idea nahi tha k ussey kia kerna chae ab!

                                                                                       (to be continued)

Teri meri anaa 12

Recap:
Baqi sab log najane kitne aagey nikal gaye they.
Mehru ne ankhien band keen.. woh bus moiz ka hath pakrey wahan jana chati thi jahan moiz le jata!

Now read:

Barish men bhagne se mehru k snickers,coat,baal sab geele ho gaye.. Hut k neeche aa k mehru ne apna coat jharra.. per jitna geela hona tha , wo chuka tha.. sardi ik dam barh gai thi, itni k mehru k nakhun neele ho gaye.. dono hathun ko apas men rgar ragar k mehru garam kerne ki koshish ker rahi thi.. Abi mehru koi aur tareeqa sochne wali thi k ik dam Moiz ne us k dono hathun ko apne hathun se dhanp lia.. Mehru ne heeran ho k us ko dekha..

" mere hath hameesha garam rehte hain na " Moiz ne us ko muskurati nazroon se dekhte huwe kaha,

Mehru ko samajh nhi aai kaise react karey.. Us ka dil itni zor se dharak raha tha jaise  abhi seene se bahir nikal aye ga.. sharam b aa rahi thi, yeh b lag ra tha jaise yeh ghalat hai likin phir b us ko laga k woh kabhi Moiz k hath se apna hath chura nahi paye g. Moiz sahi keh ra tha k us k haath garam they.. aur bohat ajeeb sa ehsaas de rahe they ussey.. tafuz ka, mohabbat ka, yaqeen ka...

Itni khamooshi thi un dono k darmiyaan k lagta tha jaise har cheex sans rokey khari hai… barish ki awaz saaz ki tarhan aa rahi thi.. ik rhythm mien,… tap tap tap….

“Shoots!” ik dam hi Moiz ne us k hath chor diye aur peeche mur k kuch talash kerne laga.. aur phir ik dam palaat k bahir lagey ik barey se darakht ki taraf challa gaya.. Mehru confused si us ko dekh rahi thi “yeh kerne kia cha ra hai?”

Moiz ne darakht se ik patta toraa aur wapis Mehru k pass aa k khara ho gaya.. mehru intezar ker rahi thi k moiz kuch bole ga.. yeh kia harqat hai ?

Likin Moiz kuch nahi bola.. kuch dair khara mehru ko aur pattey ko dekhta raha aur phir dono ghuthnun k baal baith gaya aur who haraa patta mehru ki taraf berhatey huwe bola  : “ bohat silly hai.. per marry me mehru”

“ What!??” yeh sab.. yun.. itni achanak.. aur achanak kia.. moiz is proposing!! Mehru ka mun khuley ka khula reh gaya..

“ m not asking you mehru, m begging you girl!” Aur Moiz ki ankhien.. ik intezar ka jahan tha us ki ankhoon mien aur bachun jaisi excitement,

Mehr ne seene men atki hoi sans li… us ka damagh samajh nhi paa rat ha.. yeh sab sach to nahi tha..

Koi khuwab tha kia.. per us ki ankh kiun nahi khul rahi thi…

Aur phir us ne Moiz k hath se who harraa pata le lia aur us ne khud kehte huwe suna

“ I’d love to!”

“Ah ha!!” us ka jawab suntey hi Moiz ik dam khara ho gaya… aur zor se hansa.. :” Thank you mehru.. thank you!” Pure American accent k sath who Mehru se izhar e mohabbat ker ra tha.. us ko bilkul andaza nahi tha k adhi batien Mehru k sar k upper se  guzar rahi hain..

“ I don’t know when I just fell completely in love with you. I never meant to , I swear but that just happened and Boy! Aint I glad? Haha.. U know I had no idea, this tour is going to change my world this much.  I never intended to fall In love.. I thought I was too practical for that and look at me now! M proposing the silliest girl on the planet in the most awkward way imaginable. I wish I could do it in a more sophisticated manner. Take you out to dinner or something but this is very interesting too.. “

  Mehru ki angraizi aur confidence to bus us ik jumle k sath khatam ho gaya tha is liye who sirf chup chap Moiz ko sun rahi thi..

Yeh Moiz Azam tha. Us ka Yale se perha huwa cousin jiss k barey men sab ko lagta tha k who bht sakht mizaj hai. Bohat attitude wala hai. Khud ko kuch samajhta hai…

“I will make sure you stay happy with me,.. I mean I promise”

Mehru muskura di..

Aur phr jab tak barish nhi rukki aur who log track complete ker k upper nahi challey gaye Mehru , moiz ko sunti rahi.. Shukar hai us ka josh thora thanda perh gaya tha.. aur who normal baatien ker raha tha.. Mehru b aam se andaz men jawab de rahi thi.. who nhi chati thi k kissi ko zara sa b shak ho k huwa kia hai…

Aur who is sab mien kamyaab b ho gaye they..

Who din mehru k liye bohat khas tha, be inteha ahem.. shyd us ki zindagi men aney wale sab dinoon mien sab se ziada khushi wala.. sab se ziada unexpected khushi wala.. Mehru ko lag raha tha k us k qadam zameen pe hi per rahe .. wo waqai badaloon mien thi.. Cloud no. 9!

Agle din Moiz ki flight thi.. Zindagi mien pehli dafa mehru ne poori raat rootey huwe guzari thi..

Who harra pata mehru ne apni diary men saja rakha tha..

Log rings aur pholoon ko zarya banatey they , mehru k liye who patta Moiz k pyar ki nishani tha… bohat hi aam c cheex, jis ko Moiz k jazbaat ne, us ki mohabbat ne , us k ehsas ne anmol ker dia tha.. mehru ki tarhan..

Moiz se milne k baad, mehru ki zindagi men bohat tabdeeli ai thi.. us ko laga jaise pehle who ‘sleeping beauty’ thi.. aur ab ik shehzade k chu lene se zinda ho gai hai.. Aj se pehle zindagi kia thi? Mehru ko yaad nhi aya k is se pehle us ki zindagi ka maqsad kia tha… balkey us ki zindagi mien tha hi kia…

Teri meri anaa 11

RECAP:
mehru ne jaldi se ansoo ponchey aur kitchen k darwaze ki taraf barh gai.

andar dakhil hone se pehle us se murr k dekha to moiz abhi tak waheen khara us ko muskurati nazroon se dekh ra tha. 

mehru ko laga jaise 1000 watt ka bulb achanak 2000 watt ka ho gaya hai... 

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Shadi kab khatam hoi aur kab woh log wapis aye, Mehru ko waqt guzarne ka pata hi nah chala. Ik hafte men Moiz us k liye bohat ahem ho gaya tha.

Bina appa bohat sweet theen. Although Mehru ne suna tha k woh Moiz ki step sister theen likin us ko aaisa kuch mehsus nahi huwa. Mehru ne ik dafa hi yeh baat ami se confirm kerne ki koshish ki thi aur jawabaan jin nazroon se ami ne us ko ghoora tha, wo mehru ko samjhane k liye kafi theen. 

waise b iss shadi k dauran sab log bohat qareeb aa gaye they. kabhi kabhi to mehr ko lagta tha jaise un k darmiyaan doriyan theen hi nahi. everything was almost perfect.

Moiz ki flyt 10 March ko thi. Us k jane se pehle,sab ne us ko farewell lunch dene ka faisla kia. Moiz ko Monal bohat pasand tha. Akhir men faisla yeh huwa k woh through track walk ker k Monal tak jaen gey. 

Us din subha se hi Islamabad ka mausam abar alood tha. likin kissi ka plan multavi kerne ka koi irada nahi tha. Track k shuru tak barish k imkanat zara kam hi they, unhien umeed thi k Monal tak to bakheriyat pohanch hi jaen gey.Mehru ko woh track bohat pasand tha. Khamoosh aur pursakoon. ird gird oonche oonche pahar aur gehre sabz pattun se dhakkey darakht. is sab k beech men jab kissi parinde ki awaz khamooshi ko torti to insan ka qudrat ki sa'nai per eman pukhta ho jata. Aram aram se chalte huwe Mehru apne ird gird men magaan thi. Us lamhe men ussey apne har ehsas ka poori tarhan se ehsas ho ra tha. bedhehani men woh moiz ko sochte huwe muskura rahi thi. 

"Agar woh aaisa chahe to bhalla kia rukawat hai. sab khush hoon gey. bohat khush hoon gey. mien sab se ziada khush hoon g." 

'MEHRUUUUU...taiz chalo na" hassan ki taiz awaz ne us ko chonkaya. 

"Hassan, i know this track. men aram se aa rahi hun na."

bachpan se woh log beshumar dafa is track per aa chukey they.. Monal nahi tha phir b Baba log yahan picnic key liye latey they.  

Abhi woh dobara apni sochun men magaan hone hi laggi thi k us ne Moiz ko apni taraf atey dekha. 
"kiun aaista chal rahi ho?" 
" bus aaise hi." us ne muskura k Moiz ko dekha. Dil to chaha k bata dey k kia kia soch rahi thi per thori bohat haya jo thi woh arey aa gai.
" chalo men b tumare sath aaista chalta hun." moiz ne dono hath apni jeans ki pocket men daale aur mehru k sath sath chalne laga.
blue jeans k sath dark blue sweater aur leather jacket men woh bohat handsome lag ra tha. Us k complexion k sath halki halki barhi hoi shave kitni suit ker rahi thi , shyd us ko khud b andaxa nahi tha. 
Mohabbat kitni ajeeb cheez hai. sari zindagi is track per chalte hue mehru ko kabhi yeh sab itna khas nahi laga. aj, iss lamhe men to is ki khubsurati men ik ajeeb nikhar aa gaya tha. har cheex nai lag rahi thi. rang, hawa, mausam... mehru ko laga jaise woh bus abhi pehle dafa hi yahan aai hai. Moiz ko bhi andaza nahi ho sakta tha k sirf ik us ka sath mehru ko kitni khushi dene laga tha. sirf us ka naam, us k hona, us ka mehru ko janna, un dono k be maani gugtagoo, aur yeh ehsas k moiz us ko sochta hai... 
Sath sath chalte huwe b dono khamoosh they. Kabhi koi waqt aaisa ata hai jab alfaz itne zarurai nahi hotey, khamooshi ziada qeemti hoti hai, woh bolti hai, wohi sunti hai.. insaan ka kaam bus wahan mojood hona hota hai.
"Mehru...?" moiz ne sawaliya andaaz men poocha.
"ji?" 
iss se pehle k moiz apni mukamal kerta ... tap tap tap... barish k motey motey qatrey asmaan se girne laggey. ik k baad... aur har second k sath taiz taiz taiz ..
"bhagoo......" moiz ne mehru ka hath aur track per bhagne laga.. barish k sath hawa chalne laggi to mausam ik dam bohat thanda ho gaya.. Kaley badaloon ne poora asmaan yun dhanp lia k din men b andhera ho gaya.. 
thori durr track ki side pe ik hut bana huwa tha... 
Baqi sab log najane kitne aagey nikal gaye they.
Mehru ne ankhien band keen.. woh bus moiz ka hath pakrey wahan jana chati thi jahan moiz le jata!

teri meri anaa part 10

Recap:
Apne kamre men Moiz sofe pe baitha soch ra tha. " what had gotten into  me? why did i tell her to sit n hv a drink."
Us ki neeyat men koi khoot nhi tha...us ne to bus woi kia jo us k dil ne kaha... Mehr itni pyari lag rahi thi, woh us ko dekhna cha ra tha.. aur bus.. aur woh kia samjhi..."Shit!" 

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"Phewww..." moiz ne dono hath chehre pe phairey... Abhi bohat kam tha, wo kamre men nahi baith sakta tha... iss masle ka hal wo baad men soche ga..

Neeche aatey hi , ussey andaza ho gaya k sab log pindal men hain aur mehendi shuru ho chuki hai.. Pindal men dakhil huwa to us ne bina ko stage pe baithey dekha... 
ik hi stage pe  larke aur larki k baithne k liye alag alag kone sajaye gaye they.. 
chunkey sirf ghar wale hi they, iss liye function bohat hi bht informal tha... Moiz ko pata tha k iss shadi k liye bohat tayarian ki gai hain, likin akhhir men yeh sab yun ho ga us ko umeed nahi thi... itne rang, itni roshni ... us ko dekh k hi acha laga.. sara khandaan ik jaise ikatha bohat bht acha lag ra tha..
Mehendi pe waise b bahir k log kam hi they, iss liye sab khoob maxe ker rahe they..
pehle dhool baj ra tha to taya ji sameet sab uncles ne luddi daali,.. larke wale jazbati ho gaye.. phir to sab larkoon ne muqable pe bhangrey aur luddi daali.. beech men hi dhulha b shamil tha... larkiyaan hooting kerne lageen..
Moiz enjoy to ker raha tha but us ko tasweerien lene ki ziada fikar thi... 
11 bajey khana khaya aur thori dair ko sakoon huwa.
likin adhe ghantey baad hi izzah ko apni itni mehnat se tayaar ki hoi medley yaad aaney laggi.. sab ko uthane k baad , us ne Hassan ko wapis laptop pe bithaya.. 
yellow se pindaal men sab sides pe baithey they.. baqool izzah ussey dance k liye ziada space chae hoti hai..
 "Mehendi hai rachne wali
 hathun men gehri laali
kahien sakhiyan , ab kaaliyan hathun men khine wali hain
tere maan ko jeevan ko nai khushiyan milne wali hain"
un k medley k aghaz men hi itna touchy gana tha k bina apa k ami ko rona a gaya.  Mia ko hansi aa gai.
"Abhi to pehla gana tha, akhir tak to mujhe lagta hai aunty white chadrien bicha lien g." us ne mehru ko kaha.
"badtameez!"
moiz camere ko ik angel pe set ker k tasweer khainchne hi laga tha k us ki wrist watch ka alarm bajne laga. 12 baje gaye they..
" kia yaar..!" picture chor k wo alarm band kerne laga.
taqreeban 15 second baad us ne wapis upr dekha to mehru sab larkiyun se agey khari thi.. 

               "Jana hai tujhko

"                piya k angna

                 saja le bindiya

                 saja le kangna

                 peehar se ai purvai k 

                 angan men goonji shehnai k

                 babul ki meheki angai k

                 gooorriii....."

                 

bohat  nafasat se hiltey huwe woh kissi guria ki tarhan move ker rahi thi.. Moiz ne focus ker k us ki bohat si taswerien le dalien... Likin ik dam se us ka dil uchat ho gaya.. use bura laga. bohat bura laga .. mehru ka yun ban sanwar k sab k samne nachna us ko bohat bura laga..

2 bajey Baba ne sab ko utha jane ka kaha... Waise b un k k lihaz se pehle hi bohar dair ho chuki thi...

sab thak b bohat gaye they likin khush b bohat they aur maxa  b bohat aaya tha.. 

apni apni chexien sameet k sab andar jane lagey.. larke pindal se har cheez uthane lagge takkey subha jaldi hi yeh sab uthwa sakien.

Mehru pindaal se nikal k samne wale darwaze ki bajey peeche kitchen k darwaze ki taraf barh gai. us ne wahan store men mehendi k thal waghera k liye jaga banani thi... pindal aur kitchen k darwaze k darmiyan fasla thora ziada tha aur pichli taraf hone k bais wahan sirf ik kamzor sa bulb tha, jis ki roshni nakafi thi.. 

mehru ne gali men qadam rakha hi tha k ik dam kissi ne us ka hath kainch k ussey barrey se akhrot k darakht ki  ooat men ker lia.. iss se pehle k mehru koi b awaz nikalti, ik mazboot hath us pe mun pe aa ruka..

"ssshhh.. mehru men hun moiz .. cheekhna nahi."

yeh kehte huwe us ne apna hath hata lia.

mehru iss waqt cheekhna to kia oonchi awaz nikalna b afford nahi kr sakti thi. us ko moiz pe shadeed ghusa aney laga aur ghusse k marey us ki ankhoon men ansoo aa gaye.. 

Moiz us ko rota dekh k ghabra gaya. Pehle hi woh apnii iss harqat pe sharminda tha. " KIA HO JATA HAI ISS K SAMNE MUJHE!!!" 

"mehru mat roo please... i just wanted to tell u something." moiz ujlat men bola.

" tell me what moiz?" mehru awaz daba k ghusse se boli. " look at you. u are so mature and the way u r behaving. aaise to koi teenager b nahi kerta!"

" i know.. but just listen to me once.. and then u can go..." 

" what!" mehru ne bina kissi lihaz aur tameez k kaha.

" dont dance like that mehru.. ever... please.." moiz ne lajajat se kaha.

"what????" ab k mehr ne heerat se poocha.

" i dont like it..  i dont want people to see you like that.. please dont?" 

mehru ko samajh hi na aai k woh kia jawab dey... asoolan ussey moiz ki baat per ghusa ana chae tha k woh kon hota hai us ko batane wala jab us k ghar waloon ko koi masla nahi hai, likin koi baat thi jo mehru ko sakht jawab dene se rok rahi thi... moiz ka lehja, us ki ankhien ya mehru k dil men moiz k liye mojood soft corner... 

" you won't... right?" " hai na?" moiz ne narmi se poocha.

mehru us ki ankhoon men na dkh sakki aur sar jhukka dia... moiz k sawal kerne pe us ne aram se naffi men sar hila tha..ussey moiz ka care krna acha laga tha, ussey yeh jan k acha laga tha k moiz ne us ko note kia hai aur us  ka kuch bhi kerna moiz ko affect kerta hai... moiz ko us ki perwa hai..

" haha" moiz us ki harqat pe halka sa hansa. zor se hansna is waqt afford nahi ker sakta tha.

" acha ab bhag jao." 

mehru ne jaldi se ansoo ponchey aur kitchen k darwaze ki taraf barh gai.

andar dakhil hone se pehle us se murr k dekha to moiz abhi tak waheen khara us ko muskurati nazroon se dekh ra tha. 

mehru ko laga jaise 1000 watt ka bulb achanak 2000 watt ka ho gaya hai... 

             ( to be continued)

teri meri ana part 9

Recap;
" hey you.."
mehru ne peeche murr k dekha..
" would you be my friend?" moiz ne kaha.
mehru kuch na boli.. bus andar jatey jatey ik muskurahat uchal gai us ki taraf..

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Agley din sari haveli men lighting hone laggi... Sara din , woh Moiz ko brown shalwar kameez pehne, bazoo fold kiye. idher se udher jatey dikhti rahi... sab larke intezamat men masroof they... chexien lani, khane ka intezam, ye wo..hassan DJ tha.. mehru ne us ko playlists bana k di theen.. 
"ik b idher se udher hoi na, to mujhe jaantey ho." 
" mehru jitni ho na utni hi raho!" hassan ne ussey ghoor k dekha... 

sham peri to pori haveli jagmaga uthi.. Lighting iss qadar khoobsurat lag rahi thi... mehru,  mia aur izzah lawn men kharri batien ker rhi theen jab izzah ne kaha : " hain moiz photography krta hai?"
"nahi to.." mehr ne kaha.
" wo dekho.." us ne kone ki taraf ishara kia, jahan Moiz ik professional cam se, haveli ki sajawat ki mukhtalif zaviyoon se tasweerien le ra tha .. 
" moiz bhai." mia ne awaz di to woh jo apni khainchi hoi tasweer ko dekh ra tha, sar utha k idher udher dekhne laga. woh teeno zara andheri jaga pe khari theen is iye us ko nazar nhi aaen .
" yahan pe.." 
un ko dekhte hi Moiz ne hath hila k hello kia.
"ik pic hamari b lien." mia uss ki taraf jate huw oonche se boli.
" sure, ajao. iss jaga khari ho." moiz ne darakht ki taraf ishara kia jiss pe lights lipti theen.
" akeli nhi bhai, group photo." 
" haan to woh b ajaen na." 
teenu pose bana k khari  ho gaen.. moiz ne camere se dekha to Mehru k chehre pe yun light perh rahi thi k adha chehra andhere mn tha aur baqi roshni men.. Moiz ne lens ko zara aur zoom ker k mehru ki ik solo pik le li.. 
" ho gai?" izzah ne poocha?
" nhi hil gai hai... waheen kharey raho." Moiz ne yeh keh k un ki tasweer li. " theek hai. baad men dekhna."

un k jane k baad moiz ne mehru ki tasweer nikali aur dekhne laga... ik ajeeb si chamak thi us ki ankhoon mien.. moiz us k chehre ko chu k muskura dia...

Mehendi pe sab larkiyun ne mukhtalif rangoon k lehenge pehene they. Mehru ka yellow tha jis k border pe Indian style ki patti banni hoi thi. Mia ka aaisa hi green tha, izzah ka red... baqiun ne to paranda daal lia tha likin Mehru k baa ik to silky bohat they, uper se steps men kattey hone ki waja se paranda pehenna  namumkin tha lihaza us ne baal khuley hi rakhey. Jewellary men bus kanoon men traditional ear rings pehne.. hathun men chooriyan.. aur ankhon men dhair sara kajal .. lip gloss aur bus... 
"tum tayar ho to ja k gajrey le k aoo." izzah ne us ko almost tayar dekha to kaha.
"neeche jana parey ga." us ne shaka banai.
"haan chali jao moti, kuch patli hi ho jao g."
" dafa ho. ja rahi hun." izzah ki taraf cushion phaink k woh neeche ki taraf bhaggi.

sehriyun se taizi se utarte huwe, ik dam us ka paoon phisla.. ik dam se railing ko pakar lia likin cheekh to as usual us k mun se pehle hi badamad ho chuki thi. uper atey Moiz ne yeh manzar dekha to bola." dekh k nhi chal sakti app?"
"kiss ko dekh k chalna tha?" mehru ko hansi aa gai.
Moiz ne us k mazak ko ignore kia.
"kahan ja rahi ho?"
"Gajrey lene."
"mere pass hain woh to." 
"hain? mene to waled ko kaha tha laney ko."
" to men le aya hun to ab woh valid nahi hian?" Moiz ik dam chir gaya.
" nhi men to ... " mehr kuch khne laggi likin Moiz ka mood dekh k chup ker gai. " Dey dien."
"aoo mere sath." 
Mehr ne ab k dar k marey yeh b na poocha k jana kidher hai. Moiz k mood se to lag ra tha ik aur sawal pe utha k k khirki se bahir phaink de ga.
apne room ka darwaza khol k Moiz andar chala gaya.Mehr ko andar jana ajeeb laga. woh waheen ruk gai.
"AJAO. bahir kia chila kat ri ho." 
Mehr zara jhijak k andar challi ai. Bohat hi elegant kamra tha moiz ka,... blue aur grey k shades men set huwa huwa. 
"baith jao." 
mehr chup chap baith gai. is waqt woh chahte huwe b kuch nhi bol sak rahi thi. apne room fridge ka darwaza khol k moiz ne us se poocha." kia peo g?"
"ji? kuch nhi... " mehr confuse hone laggi.
moiz ne juice nikala aur ik glass men daal k us k agey rakh dia.
"gajrey de dien."mehr ko ab asal men ghabrahat hone laaggi thi.
"na doon to?" moiz ne ussy dekh k kaha.
"OMG! men q aa gai iss k sath sath... is ka to room b bikul kone men hai.. kia karoon? cheekhun?" mehru ko samajh nahi aai k kia karey.
"tumara prob kia hai mehru?" ik dam moiz hans k bola.
"kia matlab? mera prob ? APP ka kia prob hai mr canada?" mehr ka ik dam se meter out  ho gaya.
 "tum q itni extremist ho? jo kuch tum soch rahi thi na , sab tumare mun pe likha hai."
"haan acha hai agr likha hai to. men ne apne ghar men kabhi aaise nahi dekha. ap k pass ik cheez hai to bus de dien.. iss sab drame ka kia matlab hai??"
" what?" moiz shocked huwa. " mene tumien juice dia kiun k mere pass rakha tha.. koi b hota to men yehi kerta.. its courtesy to me."
" aainda mere sath courteous mat hona. mujhe nahi pasand." 
"  You are so.... " moiz ko ghussa aa gaya
"gajrey dien mujhe."
" no way! tumien nhi milien gey ab!"
mehru us ki baat sun k apni jaga se uth k darwaze ki taraf chal di. darwaze se nikalte huwe us ne peeche murr k dekha aur kaha. 
"bhar men jao!" 
aur bhag gai.
ussey moiz pe bohat ghussa aa ra tha... " besharam, behuda insaan. mujhe laga yeh acha hai. Yale se kia hota hai.. cheap." mehru ko pakka yaqeen ho gaya tha k 5 min tak woh na uthti wahan se to kuch bht bura ho chuka hota. apni taraf se woh izzat bacha k bhaggi thi.

Apne kamre men Moiz sofe pe baitha soch ra tha. " what had gotten into  me? why did i tell her to sit n hv a drink."
Us ki neeyat men koi khoot nhi tha...us ne to bus woi kia jo us k dil ne kaha... Mehr itni pyari lag rahi thi, woh us ko dekhna cha ra tha.. aur bus.. aur woh kia samjhi..."Shit!" 

                                                                                                    (to be continued)

Stories from my mind, heart and soul!: Watch out for ... Taha n Rauhan!

Stories from my mind, heart and soul!: Watch out for ... Taha n Rauhan!: The music industry of Pakistan has been set ablaze by many artist in the past and even today we get to hear so many young artists tryi...

Watch out for ... Taha n Rauhan!

The music industry of Pakistan has been set ablaze by many artist in the past and even today we get to hear so many young artists trying out their lucks in this field, however, very few of them are actually able to make a mark.
I came to hear about 'Taha n Rauhan' through a friend who insisted that I join their page. I have to say at first i wasn't very enthusiastic about it as I was too busy for the follow-ups on new bands but after listening to their songs, following them seems like a good time pass now :D.
'Taha n Rauhan' are a couple of passionate youngsters who have got a very prominent music gene and are now ready to make waves with their inborn talent. With Rauhan's fingers making no mistake on the guitar's strings and Taha's impeccable notes, they have the charm that is just about everything they need to get into the industry. Not only to survive, but to rock it.
Although the two young musicians have  experimented with the already sung, famous songs of music gurus yet , still the people with the taste and an eye for a talent have spotted them. Walnut studios, famous for hand picking the jewels of music industry, didn't let this talent go in waste too.
Particularly the fact that Rauhan belongs to my hometown, Abbottabad, has filled me with a sense of pride. Atta boy!
After getting to hear their covers, I traced the amateur artists and requested a little fill in of their journey from being simple guys to chasing the dream of being rock stars.  The story began when Rauhan was still a school boy and asked for  a guitar as his birthday present. Little did his daddy knew that this guitar is going to be the first step. Gradually Rauhan learnt the use of the strings and mastered the job in the coming years.
From high school, Rauhan went to a professional college and along with his suitcases he threw his guitar on his shoulder too, to be taken along to hostel.
Now, now.. here's the filmy twist. There Rauhan met the other part of his band. Taha.
Taha had a very groovy voice from the start. He would sing to himself  all the time and eventually gained confidence to let others get a taste of his singing. Enthusiastic with the positive response Taha started practicing more. In the car, in gatherings and in the dead of the night.. alike. Sufi kalam attracted Taha alot. The depth of the music made the feelings come out and gave eternity to the tunes.By the time Taha had taken admission in the same professional college as Rauhan, he was ready to blow people off with the strength of his vocal cords.
 The two little music maniacs kicked off at once and before the black witch could cast a spell, they were performing live on stage for their university events, sending golden sparks up the sky. They posted their videos on you-tube where the public at large admired them with an open heart, encouraging them to go a step ahead.
"When walnut studios contacted us, we couldn't believe it. Not that we had doubts about ourselves but the fact that people still care about the talent and believe in giving chances, overwhelmed us." said Rauhan beaming.
Their first gig was organised in Abbottabad. Rauhan was very sweet to actually invite me personally to attend the function which i did. ( who would want to miss a chance like that?)
and their i met the voice that makes you tap your feet. Taha.
The modesty , the attitude, the talent .. everything was in the perfect balance. blended nicely with a good presentation.
I was actually happy to see 'our generation' acting so mature and not all too fake-hip just to impress an audience who are even faker. They weren't dressed up like freaks nor did they have weirdo hair-dos. (the best thing!) 'Taha n Rauhan' made that evening glow!

BTW, as smooth it sounds in my writing, the journey wasnt THAT easy. But since its my success story of the month lets not go in details of the dark road. They have come out of it clean!

Now the group is performing on stage in different events organised in cities all over Pakistan. Since now i keep taboo on them, they were in Karachi earlier this year and also in Lahore. Islamabad event managers have a new name in their performance list also. Music latte has specially been a milestone for these freshman of music industry.

Their own songs are on the way too. Looks like the new year has brought good luck for many of us.
Wishing them the cherries, we all look forward to hearing something that would soothe the relentless air of our country.
Seriously people, i think you guys need to check them out too. It wont be disappointing and like wine, m sure they are going to get better and better with each passing day.

For following them on FB, here's the link : https://www.facebook.com/TahaAndRauhan?fref=ts
You can also, see their videos there. Don't forget to check them out!

-XOXO