Man Maane Na By Qanita Khadija Complete |
“جبران!۔۔۔ وہ دیکھ رہی ہیں!” حائقہ منمنائی۔
جبران نے حیرت سے اپنی بیوی کو دیکھا۔
“کہی میں خواب تو نہیں دیکھ رہا؟۔۔۔ میری لیڈی دبنگ چھوئی موئی لڑکی کب سے بنی؟” جبران کی بات پر حائقہ نے اسے غصے سے دیکھا جس پر وہ دل کھول کر ہنس دیا تھا۔
“دیکھنے دو انہیں۔۔۔ اور سوچنے دو کہ ایسا کون سا عمل کردیا اس عام سی لڑکی نے جو یہ شہزادوں جیسی آن بان رکھنے والا لڑکا یوں اس کے عشق میں گرفتار ہوچکا ہے۔۔۔” اپنے دل پر ہاتھ رکھے وہ ایک ادا سے بولا۔
“کیا تم نے ابھی ابھی مجھ سے اظہارِ محبت کیا ہے؟” حائقہ نے اس کا مزاق اڑانا چاہا۔
“ہاں کیا ہے۔۔ کہوں تو پوری دنیا کے سامنے اعلان کردوں؟” جبران کی آنکھوں میں جلتی محبت کی روشنی پر حائقہ شاک ہوئی۔
“میں مزاق کررہی تھی۔۔۔”
“مگر میں نہیں کررہا!” اس کے گال کو ہلکے سے چھوا جبران نے، حائقہ کے گالوں کا رنگ تیزی سے بدلا۔
سنیک پیک
“کیا ہوا ماما؟ کیا یہ آپ کو تنگ کررہے ہیں؟” معیز تیزی سے وہاں دوڑا آیا۔
“ہاں کررہا ہوں تنگ، بیوی ہے میری کرسکتا ہوں تنگ تمہیں کوئی مسئلہ؟” جبران اس پر غصے سے برسا۔
حائقہ نے بار بار تیزی سے آنکھیں میچے اس شخص کو دیکھا جو اس کی خاطر اپنی سگی اولاد پر بھڑک رہا تھا؟۔۔۔ بےشک وہ غصہ نہ تھا مگر ‘اس کی خاطر؟’ وہ بھی سگی اولاد پر۔۔۔ کیا وہ اتنی اہم تھی اس کے لیے؟
“آپ میری ماما کو ایسے تنگ نہیں کرسکتے، چلے ماما یہاں سے!” معیز نے آگے بڑھ کر اس کا دوسرا ہاتھ تھاما۔
جبران سے نگاہیں ہٹائے اس نے معیز کو دیکھا جو اس کی خاطر اپنے باپ سے لڑ رہا تھا، سوتیلی ماں کی خاطر سگے باپ سے لڑ رہا تھا؟۔۔۔۔ ‘اس کی خاطر؟’ کیا وہ واقعی اتنی اہم تھی؟۔۔۔ کیا واقعی یہ سب اس کے لیے تھا؟۔۔۔ دنیا میں کوئی ایسا وجود تھا جو اس سے محبت کا دعویدار تھا؟
ہاں ان دونوں سے پہلے بھی بہت سے لوگ اس سے محبت کے دعویدار تھے، اس کی نینی، جیری، طاہرہ بیگم مگر کبھی بھی اس کے دل نے ان کی محبت کو اپنے لیے یوں محسوس نہ کیا جیسے اب کررہی تھی، یوں جیسے اس کے وجود کا گم حصہ اسے مل چکا ہو! جیسے برسوں سے انگاروں پر جلتے دل کو ٹھنڈک پہنچی ہو۔
“چلے ماما”
“میری بیوی کہی نہیں جارہی۔۔۔ اپنے بھائی کو پکڑو اور بیٹا تم نکلو یہاں سے۔۔۔” جبران معیز کے ہاتھ سے اس کا ہاتھ نکالے دونوں ہاتھ تھام چکا تھا۔
حائقہ نے لبوں پر مچلتی مسکراہٹ اور آنکھوں میں در آئی نمی کو چھپایا۔
The story of the novel focuses on the various social, cultural, and family challenges a woman goes through when she falls in love with someone. In this society, her relationship faces strong opposition, making her life harder. The main characters are Haiqa, a girl, and Zulqurnain, a boy. Their love story brings a lot of problems and difficulties.
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*Man Maane Na* (Man Maane Naa) is an Urdu novel written by the famous author Qanita Khadija.
It presents a socio-romantic and cultural narrative that shows the struggles a woman faces when she falls in love with someone. The novel is available for download in PDF format and can also be read online.
“Jibran!... She is watching!” Haiqa exclaimed.
Jibran looked at his wife in surprise.
“Did you say I am not dreaming?... Since when did my lady become a domineering girl?” Haiqa looked at him angrily at what he said, which made him laugh heartily.
“Let them see... and let them think what kind of act this ordinary girl has done that this boy with princely features has fallen in love with her....” Placing his hand on his heart, he said with a gesture.
“Have you just expressed your love for me?” Haiqa wanted to make fun of her.
“Yes, what is it? Should I declare it to the whole world?” Haiqa was shocked by the light of love burning in Jibran’s eyes.
“I was joking...”
“But I am not!” Jibran lightly touched her cheek, and the color of Haiqa’s cheeks changed rapidly.
Snack Pack
As soon as he entered the park, Moeez turned to Haiqa, who had Adam in her arms, while Jibran was following him. "I'm going to get to the swings, Mama, if this bothers you, let me know, okay?" With both hands on his waist, he ran towards the slides, staring at Jibran with small eyes. "Sure, Mama's life!" She smiled, speaking loudly behind him.
"Mama's life?... This fresh child of yesterday has become Mama's life, and I, a husband of several months, have not yet become the life of the world?... Selfish woman..." He mumbled, but Haiqa could hear him clearly. Suppressing a smile, she moved forward, Jibran also following her like a shadow. Holding Adam in her lap, she sat on a bench where she could easily see Moeez playing from the front. Jibran also sat down next to her.
Clearing his throat, he tried to attract Haiqa's attention, who completely ignored him.
"Begum?" A sweet, gentle tone was adopted, but there was no response.
"Begum, I..." Before Jibran could say anything, Adam pointed to the cat and started talking to Haiqa in his baby language. Jibran was patient.
After a few moments, Adam fell silent, and Jibran got the chance to speak, clearing his throat, he drew Haiqa's attention back to him. "Begum, I was saying..."
Adam spoke once again, this time he pointed his little finger at the happily chirping squirrel, to which Haiqa started talking to him about the squirrel.
Jibran narrowed his eyes and stared at his wretched son who was probably deliberately not allowing the relationship between him and his wife to improve.
After a few moments, they fell silent again. Jibran waited for a few moments, Adam did not say anything, but just looked at the sky with pleasure. Jibran got another chance. "Begum, I was saying..." And once again, Adam shouted happily, raising his finger towards the crow flying in the sky.
Jibran was furious. Adam was not giving him any chance to talk to Haiqa, but the limit was reached when Jibran wanted to hold Haiqa's hand, but Adam had already placed his small hand on her hand with pleasure.
"Dude, get him out of here..." He shouted angrily and helplessly.
Haiqa stared at Jibran with stern eyes; the fire of anger had also flared in Adam's eyes.
"Stop staring and get him out of here..." He forcibly lifted Adam from Haiqa's lap and sat him on the ground, and quickly sat down next to Haiqa.
"What happened, Mama? Are they bothering you?" Moeez quickly ran there.
"Yes, I am bothering you. She is my wife, so can I bother her? Is there a problem?" Jibran glared at him angrily.
Haiqa repeatedly glanced quickly at the man who was lashing out at his own children for her sake?... Of course, he was not angry, but 'for her sake?' That too, at his own children... Was she that important to him?
"You can't bother my mother like this, get out of here, mother!" Moeez stepped forward and held her other hand.
She looked away from Jibran and saw Moeez fighting with his father for her, fighting with his real father for his stepmother?... 'For her?' Was she really that important?... Was all this really for her?... Was there anyone in the world who claimed to love her? Yes, many people had claimed to love her before these two, her Nanny, Jerry, Tahira Begum, but never had her heart felt their love for her as it did now, as if she had found the missing part of her being! As if her heart, which had been burning on the coals for years, had cooled down.
"Go, mother."
"My wife is not going anywhere... Grab your brother and son, get out of here..." Jibran took her hand from Moeez's hand and held both of her hands.
Haiqa hid the smile that was on her lips and the moisture that had entered her eyes.
"Mama?"
"Begum?" Both father and son turned to her.
"Go with Moeez, Adam, I'm fine!" Jibran's heart leapt with joy at the words spoken by Haiqa. He craned his neck and saw his two sons, who had left, obeying their mother's orders, staring at their father.
"Begum..." Jibran approached her, smiling.
"It would be better if you just kept your mouth shut!" Haiqa was furiously angry.
"Just do it now, Begum, obey me!" He said with his eyes closed, resting his head on her shoulder.
Haiqa was puzzled by Jibran's closeness for the first time today. Today, for the first time, she felt her heart beating irregularly. She swallowed and took a deep breath, trying to control the rapid beating.
"Your heart!... It's beating very fast, are you okay?" Jibran placed his hand on her forehead with concern.
"Yes!" Haiqa nodded quickly.
"Are you sure?" The look of concern on Jibran's face deepened.
"I'm fine, Jibran!" She smiled and rested her head on his shoulder, removing his hand from her forehead. She took a deep breath and smiled.
"Done?"
"Hmm!" He nodded.
"Haiqa, I need to talk to you...." After a few moments of silence, he said.
"If you have to do it about tomorrow, don't..." Haiqa refused gently.
"I have to do it, but not about what you're thinking about... About your mother, why didn't you call me, Haiqa... You should have called me..." He said gently, running his hand through her hair.
"Are you coming?" Haiqa asked uncertainly.
"Absolutely..."
Haiqa smiled and shook her head in the negative. "You're not coming..."
"Why aren't I coming, Haiqa?" Jibran asked gently.
"Because she was your aunt's sister-in-law... Why are you coming?" She started playing with the fingers of his hand in hers.
"She was my Haiqa's mother... I would definitely come!" 'My Haiqa'... He...
“What happened, Mama? Are they bothering you?” Moeez quickly ran there.
“Yes, I am bothering you, she is my wife, can I bother you, is there any problem?” Jibran angrily attacked her.
Haiqa repeatedly glanced quickly at the man who was raging against his own children for her sake?... Of course, he was not angry, but for ‘her sake?’ That too for his own children... Was she that important to him?
“You can’t bother my Mama like this, Mama, get out of here!” Moeez stepped forward and held her other hand.
She looked away from Jibran and saw Moeez who was fighting with his father for her, fighting with his own father for his stepmother?... ‘For her sake?’ Was she really that important?... Was all this really for him?... Was there any being in the world who claimed to love her?
Yes, many people had claimed to love her before these two, her nanny, Jerry, Tahira Begum, but never had her heart felt their love for her as it did now, as if she had found the missing part of her being! As if a heart that had been burning on the coals for years had cooled down.
“Go, Mama”
“My wife is not leaving… Grab your brother and son, get out of here…” Jibran had taken her hand from Moeez’s and held both of her hands.
Haiqa hid the smile that was on her lips and the moisture that had entered her eyes.
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