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somewhere among Pasrur and Lahore on the facet of the principle route, many human beings on their journeys. most of them are on their foot, even as a few rich guys and families should have the funds for to be on a horse or a bullock cart, others used to walk along a small ‘mazar’ of an unknown guy. there has been a small well near the ‘mazar’ and frequent travelers on the direction look ahead to stop there for resting.
there was a small hut subsequent to the ‘mazar’ wherein a 60 year vintage girl lived. She become a non secular woman praying 5 times an afternoon, armed with devotional allure; she used to serve water and anything else she had, to weary vacationers. no matter her being a very non secular and dedicated girl, she carried a sense of anger and resentment. maximum tourists at this prevent were given at a loss for words through this obvious paradox and if all people dares to invite her any questions, she stored repeating the following story to them.
as soon as upon a time, there was a good-looking young guy called ‘Mirza’ who lived in Sialkot.
At this degree, her voice got choked and for a few moments she not able to talk. Her target audience became left in absolute confidence with the aid of her unhappy glances closer to the ‘mazar’, that it need to be very last resting location of that good-looking young man she is speaking about. Then, she gathered her courage and once more persevered her story.
Mirza was in love with this stunning lady from Pasrur. The woman call changed into Sahiba.
a feeling of anger rose in her voice and her target audience ought to feel the earth tremor in worry of this saint’s feelings. The chirping birds at the tree below which she become sitting taken aback into silence, the wind stopped and solar became still. She paused for a second, manipulate her anger and watch for the birds to start chirping once more and then to maintain her story.
Sahiba became also very plenty in love with Mirza. She had resolved that she would no longer marry any guy besides Mirza. Mirza turned into a well known horse rider and Bow and Arrow marksman. there was no longer every other man dwelling in and around the 5 rivers who ought to even beat Mirza in a competition. It was stated that Mirza wake up from his sleep and before his eyes are fully open, he may want to shoot seven arrows to kill seven flying birds.
Mirza approached Sahiba’s parents but they refused to give their daughter to him. both Mirza and Sahiba vowed that they could now not get married to every person else except every different. Mirza lower back returned to Sailkot. all the elder brothers of Mirza got married one at a time. ultimately his last sister become going to get married in some months. Mirza’s buddies taunted him that if he does not get Sahiba’s hand from her dad and mom, he's going to need to continue to be single for the relaxation of his lifestyles. Mirza took a guess together with his friends, that he and Sahiba gets married in a few months before his sister’s marriage.
Mirza traveled on his horse from Sialkot to Pasrur. There, once again, he pleaded with Sahiba’s dad and mom to marry Sahiba to him however they refused. At night time, Mirza slipped into Sahiba’s domestic and the two enthusiasts determined to run away. Mirza seated Sahiba behind him at the again of his horse and the 2 trotted closer to Sailkot.
when they have been a long way faraway from Pasrur, Sahiba requested Mirza to prevent for a rest. Mirza knew that now that the sun has risen, Sahiba’s mother and father would discover and her seven brothers could be attempting to find her and avenging for Mirza. but he heeded to Sahiba’s request and determined to prevent under a tree.
The woman saint’s eyes turned up to the leaves of the tree underneath which she become sitting together with her audience and narrating the tale. She paused for a moment as if asking permission from the tree to tell what happened next and preserve.
Mirza stopped and tied his horse. He surpassed his bow and 7 arrows to Sahiba and asked her to be on the lookout at the same time as he's taking a nap. He informed Sahiba to preserve the Bow and Arrow inside his reach simply in case, anyone is following them. Sahiba, in love with this young man, took each preparation he gave as a command and dutifully sat down with the Bow and Arrow guarding the location. Mirza changed into soon fast asleep.
Sahiba heard a commotion from the other side of the hill. She heard her brothers calling out her call and shortly noticed them wearing swords to rescue her. Sahiba was shattered, she checked out her slumbering lover and then again looked toward her brothers, who through now had visible her and have been running towards her and Mirza with swords waving of their fingers. Sahiba knew that those seven swords aren't any suit to Mirza’s arrows and felt responsible closer to all her brothers pending deaths. She desired to break out but idea she ought to accomplish that and nevertheless permit her brothers stay. To shop her brothers from Mirza’s arrows, she decide to wake up Mirza after hanging the bow and arrows a chunk excessive up inside the timber in order that they couldn't be grabbed without problems.
She awakened Mirza. Mirza noticed the swords and men jogging towards him and gave a laugh. He asked Sahiba to present him his Bow and Arrows so that he could prevent them in their tracks. Sahiba pointed her finger to in which the bow and arrow were, far from Mirza’s attain. Mirza changed into stunned at this treachery of her lover and before he may want to retrieve his bow and arrow, he turned into reduce into portions by means of Sahiba’s brothers.
lady saints’ face changed into stone, the silence within the air was filled with an expectation of an outburst.
O, people of the world, there is no worse sort of treachery than letting your lover down. Sahiba changed into merciless and merits my condemnations, she was not honest, she couldn't make her mind between her brothers (her beyond) and her lover (her destiny) and inside the system she has misplaced the most valuable thing she had in her lifestyles.
girl saint now were given up from her seat and as if she is looking higher powers of the sky and stated.
If there is any strength searching after this international, I ask you to punish Sahiba for her ghastly crime, I ask you to let me tell her tale to all of us who passes through in order that they also can condemn her, the ones of you, who are going to Pasrur, pay attention, move there and spit on the floor and condemn Sahiba.
girl saint then broke down in tears; her whole frame is shaking with indignation and sorrow. She would quietly retire into her hut for the relaxation of the night time.
No body dared to ask her whatever extra. not even a foolhardy dared to invite, what her relation to either Mirza or Sahiba become.
If any one had dared to invite her, they located out that it become Sahiba herself who's residing at Mirza’s ‘mazar’ and narrating her very own tale to each passer via in order that she will be able to compensate for her ghastly deed.
(Honey Ahmad, Faisalabad)
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