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Zihaal E Maskeen By Aqsam Malik Complete

تینوں ایک دوسرے کو دیکھ ایسے کھڑے تھے جیسے کسی بڑی 

عدالت میں مجرم کو پیش کیا گیا ہو اور سامنے سب سے بڑا جج 

کھڑا ہی پیچھے ہی صوفے پر ایک ٹانگ صوفے کے ہتھے پر اور 

دوسری ٹانگ سیدھی صوفے پر رکھے آدھی کمر کی ٹیک لگائے 

برلاس ہاتھ میں کافی کا مگ پکڑے بے حد سنجیدگی سے سامنے 

چلتی تھرلنگ مووی دیکھ رہا تھا جس میں تین مسکین شوہر

 اپنی اپنی بیوی کے ہاتھوں شہید ہونے والے تھے 

اهمم ۔۔۔۔صدقے شادی کا فائدہ آج لگ رہا ہے جب باہر سے آؤ تو 

بیوی دروازے پر کھڑی ویلکم کر رہی ہو ۔۔۔ہاں بس تاثرات تھوڑے 

خطرناک ہیں ۔میک اپ نہیں کیا آپ تینوں نے ۔۔۔۔؟ آخری بات پر 

پامیر نے لہجہ تھوڑا دھیما کیا لیکن اسکی بات برلاس کے علاوہ

 سب نے سنی یاقوت تو سیدھا منہ پر ہاتھ رکھ گیا ورنہ یہ سب 

سے پہلے شہادت کے رتبے پر فائز ہوتا البتہ  زیحال جسے کمال

 مہارت حاصل تھی ہنسی روکنے میں وہ تو کن اکھیوں سے اپنی 

بیوی کو دیکھ رہا تھا اور وہ اسے بلا کا قیامت خیز آئ کانٹیکٹ 

چل رہا تھا 

شٹ اپ ۔۔۔۔کہاں آوارہ گردیاں کر کر آ رہے ہو تینوں ۔۔۔" کومل ایک 

دم تڑخ کر بولی 

ارے بھائی آپ تینوں نے بتایا نہیں ۔۔۔" برلاس کی زبان کی کھجلی 

فورا جاگی 

کیا نہیں بتایا ۔۔۔؟ کومل سمیت زمل اور مشی نے بھی مڑ کر 

دیکھا وہ تینوں بھی سوالیہ نظروں سے اسے دیکھ رہے تھے ایک 

سایا سا تینوں کے چہرے پر لہرایا کیا وہ جانتا تھا ۔۔۔؟ 

انہوں نے نائٹ کلب کی ممبر شپ خرید لی ۔۔۔" یہ ہوا تھا دهماكا 

چھ کے چھ نفوس پر وہ تینوں کرنٹ کھا کر مڑی جبکہ ان 

بچاروں کا رنگ ایسا تھا بدن کاٹو تو لہو نہیں یاقوت اور پامیر 

نے تو کھا جانے والی نظروں سے برلاس کو دیکھا جبکہ زیحال 

زمل کو دیکھتے سر دھیرے دھیرے نفی میں ہلا رہا تھا وہ جانتا 

تھا ابھی برلاس کی بات کا اختلاف کیا تو تینوں رد کر دیں گی 

جتنا وہ چہیتا بن گیا تھا انکا خیر حساب کل پر رہا 

شرم نہیں آئ تم تینوں کو یہ حرکت کرتے ہوۓ ۔۔۔"کومل افسوس 

سے ہی بول سکی 

بکواس کر رہا ہے۔۔۔۔ رستہ دو پہلے ہی کمر اکڑ گئی بچے کو

 سمبھالتے سمبھالتے ۔۔۔" وہ کومل کے ایک جانب سے نکلنے ہی 

لگا تھا جب اسکی آخری بات پر زیحال اور یاقوت کو چار سو 

والٹ کا جھٹکا لگا دونوں نے کھا جانے والی نظروں سے اسے دیکھا 

او ۔۔۔۔تیری ۔۔۔بچے بھی کر لئے توبہ توبہ ۔۔۔ویری فاسٹ ۔۔۔"برلاس 

نے باقاعدہ کانوں کو ہاتھ لگایا ساتھ اپنی ہنسی دبائی وہ گن گن 

کر بدلہ لے رہا تھا اسے چھوڑ کر چلے گئے تینوں جس کی وجہ سے 

آج اسکی روح بے چین تھی کہ کسی کی روح اوپر کیوں نہیں پہنچائی 

کیا ۔۔۔تت ۔۔۔تم نے ۔۔۔بب ۔۔۔بچے " وہ جملہ ادھورا چھوڑے جیسے 

کسی گہرے صدمے میں جانے لگی سر چکرانے لگا اس حالت میں 

اتنی بڑی خبر اسکی برداشت سے بالا تر تھی پامیر نے ایک ہی

 جست میں آگے آتے اپنے مضبوط بازوؤں کا سہارا دینا چاہا جسے 

وہ فورا جھٹک گئی 

دور ۔۔۔میرے پاس بھی نہیں آنا یو بلڈی چیٹر تم نے مجھے اور 

میرے بچے کو دھوکہ دیا ۔۔۔" وہ اب باقاعدہ رونے لگی تھیں جب 

کہ پامیر کا تو سر چکرانے والا تھا زمل اور اور مشی نے کومل کو 

دلاسہ دیا اور زیحال جو اب تک کومل کی بات سمجھنے کی 

کوشش کر رہا تھا "میرے بچے " 

تم اسکی بات کا یقین کرو گی اسکی تو میں ۔۔۔۔" وہ بازو اوپر 

چڑھاتا برلاس کی جانب لپكا جو پلک جهپکنے سے پہلے چھلانگ 

لگا کر صوفے کے اس پار کود گیا 

کیا کہا اب بول ۔۔۔۔" وہ ہاتھ میں ٹیبل پر رکھا فلار واس پکڑتے 

ایکدم تڑخ کر بولا 

بچہ ۔۔۔ہاں ۔۔۔تیرے جیسا ۔۔۔فتنہ بچہ پال کے بھی ہم ۔۔۔اور بچے 

پالیں گے ۔۔۔رک ۔۔تو ۔۔کمینے ۔۔۔۔" بولتے وہ صوفے کے اس پار ہوا 

ہی تھا کہ برلاس ایک ہی جست میں وہاں سے نکل کر آگے آتا 

ہال کے بیچوں بیچ کھڑا ہو گیا 

دیکھیں انکو ۔۔۔کیسے مجھ معصوم کے پیچھے پڑ گئے ۔۔۔نہیں ۔۔۔"

فلار واس اڑ کر اپنی جانب آتے دیکھ وہ ایک چیخ مارتا اپنی 

بھابھیوں کی جانب بھاگ گیا 

تو اور معصوم ۔۔۔۔مقبوضہ کشمیر اگر تجھے بھیج دیں تو اپنی 

اس زبان کے جوہر دکھا دکھا کے ہی تو سارے بھارتی فوجی بھگا 

دے ۔۔۔" پامیر کا پارا ساتویں آسمان کو چھونے لگا تھا جب کہ 

دوبارہ دونوں کو کتے بلی کی طرح لڑتے دیکھ یاقوت تو ہنس

ہی پڑا تھا لیکن اسی پل مشی کی گھوری ملتے فورا سے پہلے 

دانت اندر کر گیا 

چھوڑو اس کو ۔۔۔سچ بول دیا تو ۔۔۔ مار رہے ہو بچارے بچے 

کو  ۔۔۔"کومل اسے اپنے پیچھے کرتی اسکا دفاع کرتی بولی 

بچہ ۔۔۔؟اسکی شادی کروا دو ۔۔۔اپنے بچوں کی لائن لگا دے گا ہر 

سال ۔۔۔یہ بچہ ۔۔۔" اب بار مشی کی خود ہی ہنسی چھوٹی 

ہاں تو شادی تو کروا دیں پہلے ۔۔۔۔" لگے ہاتھ وہ بھی اپنی دلی 

خواہش زبان پر لے آیا جب زیحال کو پاشا بن کر اپنی جانب

 دیکھتے فورا زبان تالو سے لگا گیا کہیں آئرہ بچاری گھر بیٹھی 

بیوہ نہ ہو جائے 

تم کس ماں کے ساتھ لگے ہوۓ تھے جو اب تک نہیں سوۓ ۔۔۔"

وہ زمل کو چھوڑے اسکی جانب بڑھا اسے اپنی جانب آتے دیکھ 

برلاس میں ہمت نہیں تھی کہ وہ ایک قدم بھی اٹھا لے 

مم ۔۔۔میں ۔۔۔تو ۔۔آ ۔۔آپ لوگوں کا ویٹ کر ۔۔۔رہا تھا ۔۔۔" وہ ہونٹوں 

پر گھبراہٹ کے مارے زبان پھیرتا بس یہی بول سکا اصل طوطے 

تو اب اڑے تھے 

کیوں ہم تینوں نے تمہیں آ کر فیڈر بنا کر دینی تھی ۔۔۔" وہ اس 

سے آگے کچھ بولتا اس سے پہلے زمل بیچ میں آ گئی 

یہاں غنڈا گردی کی ضرورت نہیں ۔۔۔" اپنے سامنے اپنے دل تک 

آتی اس لڑکی کو دیکھ زیحال وہی رک گیا بھلا اسکے آگے وہ ہمت 

کر سکتا تھا نہ۔۔۔بلکل نہیں 

Introduction

Zihaal E Maskeen By Aqsam Malik is a heartfelt Urdu novel that has gained immense popularity for its touching storyline, deep emotions, and relatable characters.  This novel dives into themes of love, loyalty, and personal growth, offering readers a compelling story from start to finish.  Here’s everything you need to know about Zahil E Maskeen and how you can enjoy it.

 Plot Summary of Zihaal E Maskeen

The story of Zahil E Maskeen revolves around the lives of two main characters whose paths cross in unexpected ways.  The plot explores their love, struggles, and the choices they must make to stay true to themselves.  As the characters navigate challenges, their bond grows stronger, revealing how love and loyalty can transform lives.  Through every chapter, readers get to experience the emotional highs and lows of their journey, which keeps the audience engaged and invested in the story.

 Themes and Message

Zihaal E Maskeen covers themes of love, sacrifice, and the importance of self-discovery.  It shows that love is not always easy, but it is often worth the journey.  In addition, the novel delves into personal development and the resilience required to overcome challenges in life. Through these themes, Aqsa Malik sends a message about the value of trusting oneself and staying true to one’s heart, even in challenging times.

Analyses of Character Main Protagonists: 

The story’s central characters are both relatable and complex.  The protagonist shows depth and growth as they move through personal and romantic challenges, and readers find themselves connecting with their journey, emotions, and inner struggles.

Supporting Characters:

The supporting characters add layers to the story, each bringing unique perspectives and influences that shape the protagonist’s journey.  They are essential in advancing the plot and helping the protagonist realize truths about love, trust, and self-worth.

Personal Reflection and Review

Zihaal E Maskeen offers a beautifully written story that explores love, sacrifice, and the complexities of relationships.  The characters’ journey is touching, and Rimsha Hussain’s storytelling captures these emotional themes perfectly.  Her writing keeps readers interested, and each chapter reveals something new about the characters’ emotional worlds.  Overall, Zihaal E Maskeen is an unforgettable read for anyone who enjoys heartfelt, character-driven stories.

Conclusion

Zihaal E Maskeen By Aqsam Malik is a touching novel that offers readers a chance to explore love and loyalty through a beautifully crafted story.  You can read it online, download it as a PDF, or buy a physical copy. You can choose the format that works best for you. Dive into the world of Zihaal E Maskeen and experience an emotional journey that will stay with you long after you’ve finished the novel.

The three of them stood looking at each other as if a criminal had been presented in a big court and in front of them the biggest judge was standing on the sofa with one leg on the arm of the sofa and the other leg straight on the sofa, leaning half way on the back. Birlas was holding a coffee mug in his hand and was watching a thrilling movie in front of him with great seriousness in which three poor husbands were about to be martyred by their wives. Ahem. 

The benefits of charity marriage are being felt today. When you come from outside, your wife is standing at the door welcoming you. Yes, but the expressions are a bit dangerous. Didn't you three wear makeup? On the last point, Pamir slowed down his tone a little, but everyone except Barlas heard him. Yakut immediately put his hand on his mouth, otherwise he would have been martyred before everyone else. However, Zehal, who was perfectly skilled in suppressing laughter, was looking at his wife with what eyes and he was making apocalyptic eye contact with her. Shut up. 

Where are you three wandering around? Komal spoke with a sigh. Hey brother, you three didn't tell me. Barlas's tongue immediately itched. Didn't you tell me? Komal, Zamal and Mishi also turned around and saw that the three of them were also looking at him with questioning eyes. A shadow flashed across the faces of the three. Did he know? They bought a nightclub membership..." This was an explosion. Six people were electrocuted. The three of them turned around. 

The color of these victims was like a cut on the body, not blood. Ruby and Pamir looked at Barlas with devouring eyes. While Zehal was slowly shaking his head in denial while looking at Zamal, he knew that if he disagreed with Barlas's words now, the three of them would reject him. As much as he had become a favorite, his good fortune was left for tomorrow. "Aren't you ashamed of the three of you doing this..." Komal could only speak out of regret. "You are talking nonsense..." "The path has already become stiff, holding the child..." He was about to leave one side of Komal when his last words shocked Zehal and Yakut like four hundred volts. They both looked at him with devouring eyes. "Oh... your children have also repented, repent... very fast..." Barlas touched his ears and suppressed his laughter. He was taking revenge by humming. The three of them left him, because of which his soul was restless today, why did he not bring anyone's soul up? What... did you... did... baby?" He left that sentence incomplete, as if he was going into a deep shock. His head started spinning. In this state, such big news was beyond his tolerance. Pamir rushed forward in one bound and tried to support him with his strong arms, to which she immediately shook him off. "Don't even come to me, you bloody chatter, you... And

betrayed my child..." She had now started crying regularly when

that Pamir was dizzy, Zamal and Mishi consoled Komal and Zehal who was still trying to understand Komal's words, "My child"

you will believe her, I will..." He raised his arm and rushed towards Barlas who jumped across the sofa before blinking.

What did you say now?

" He grabbed the flower vase kept on the table in his hand and suddenly said,

Child... yes... like you... we will raise a child like you... we will raise other children... stop... you... bastards..." As he spoke, he was across the sofa when Barlas came out of there in one leap and stood in the middle of the hall.

Look at them... how did they fall behind me, innocent... no... "

Seeing Flora Vas flying towards him, he ran towards his sisters-in-law shouting, "You are innocent... If they send you to occupied Kashmir, then show the essence of your language and drive away all the Indian soldiers..." Pamir's mercury was touching the seventh sky while seeing the two fighting like cats and dogs again, Yaqut was about to laugh, but at that moment, before he could meet Mishi's gaze, he gritted his teeth, "Leave him alone... if he told the truth... you are killing the child..." Komal said, defending him, "Child...? Get him married... he will make a line for his children every year... this child..." Now Mishi herself laughed a little, "Yes, then get him married first." He also brought his heart's desire to his tongue when he saw Zehal as a Pasha and towards him. His tongue immediately stuck to the palate. Somewhere Aira Bachari is sitting at home. May she not become a widow. Which mother were you attached to who has not slept yet?" He left Zamal and went towards her. Seeing her coming towards him, he did not have the courage to take a single step. "Mm...I...so...come...waiting for you people..." He moved his tongue on his lips in panic and could only say this. The real parrots were now flying. Why did the three of us come and make you a feeder?" He could say something further before Zamal came in the middle. "There is no need for hooliganism here." Seeing this girl who was coming to his heart in front of him, Zehal stopped. Could he have dared to face her? Absolutely not.

He was standing in front of the mirror spraying himself when the door opened from outside. His PA came in with his hands tied. "Sir...they are all ready, those whose names you had included in the list..." A victorious smile spread across his lips at his polite words. He looked at himself in the mirror and smiled. He picked up the watch he had tied around his wrist and hung it on the PA stand. He took off his coat and stood behind him. This was the top of his list of tasks. This coat was worn by the wives of the Effendis at home and his personal assistant outside. He finished his preparations and went out. Coming downstairs, he saw all those who had been walking around with Pasha Bey's hanging pamphlet in their hands until yesterday. Today, they were waiting with their hands tied. He got down and walked to the dining table with his arrogant gait, where hundreds of accessories were kept for him. As soon as he parked the car in front of the Governor's House, Seeing him, the policeman standing in front of him suddenly opened the door. Seeing this, Barlas laughed. He had come to see that till yesterday, these policemen had been following him without any hesitation. Today, he was standing in front of the Governor's House and they were bowing down before him. Times change. He took the car inside. Zaryab Lala had called him that. As soon as he entered, his eyes went to Zaryab, who was having breakfast in silence. At one point, he was a little stunned by his formidable personality. What kind of person was he who could captivate the person in front of him in a single glance? Seeing him, the first glimpse he had of him was that of Zehal Khan Effendi. He had the same straight nose, narrow eyes, and pouty lips. There was only a difference of nineteen or twenty between the two brothers. He was standing there when Zaryab's eyes fell on him. Seeing him, he immediately stood up. Barlas... Come in... "Ah, he had stood up for that himself, look at him."

A smile appeared on Barlas' lips as he walked forward step by step when

almost crossing the remaining distance between them and touching her

himself

How did it happen?

Didn't it hurt to come?

When he asked her cheerfully, Barlas smiled and shook his head in the negative

Come...have breakfast...

"No Lala...I've already done it..." He politely refused

"Okay, come and sit..." He took her with him and went to the lounge.

The others also left their breakfast,

Lala...you can do it..." No, ours too...you tell me...how are you and how is he...? There was so much acceptance in his tone that all the hesitation that Burlas had felt while coming here disappeared in an instant. He had come to pick him up himself because Yakut had asked him to take him away in Zehal's absence. He had a meeting with the MNA and DASP in Burlas' presence. Till then, Burlas sat there, constantly shaking his joggers. He looked quite attractive in simple black pants, a gray shirt and a cap on his head, but inside, his heart was beating loudly. The fear of Zehal was still taking his life from somewhere. He didn't know what was going to happen today. In a short while, they had left together. A heavy contingent of police was deployed in front and behind for their security. Today, they were not going to catch Pasha Bey, but to bow down before him. Zaryab Lala himself. We were sitting in Barlas' car, and Barlas was so happy that he couldn't express it.

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📘 Novel Info

Pages: 5988

Size: 32.1 MB

Year: 2025

Language: Urdu

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